I woke up pretty early that day just to go to Harry's Quidditch practice. I sure hope that Hermione is there just so I could talk to someone I can relate with.
I woke up earlier than I was suppose too, I should be feeling dopey all around, but knowing that I'll see Harry actually playing quidditch overwhelms this dopey feeling of mine.
Once I got into the field I ran across to sit beside Hermione. "Eyra!" she shouts "Good morning, this is Ron Weasley by the way, Ron this is Eyra Lililuck" I look at him and wave.
He starts to wave but stops half way realizing something about me "You seem familiar, do you happen to know Haela Wigglesnout?" Wigglesnout?
"You mean Willowspouth? I correct.
"Willowspouth?! Have I been calling her Wigglesnout for 2 years?" He says. I giggle
"Yes, I happen to know Haela, she's my cousin" I state
"I knew you knew her! you look a bit like her, except she doesn't have a long curly brown hair and blue eyes" Ron says
"My hair is auburn brown and my eyes aren't that blue, I think of them more of the yellow side." I really don't like it when people get my colours wrong, or what kind of hair I have or the shape of my face, anything like that is my worse pet peeve. "And my hair isn't that curly! it wavy, with a touch of curls here and there!"
"Whoa, slow down. there's no reason to be so specific. I'm just saying that the eyes and hair is the only difference between you and Haela." I look a deep breath in, then out trying to relax myself.
"Well, our mothers are twins, maybe it's that." I chuckle.
"Twins, weird." Hermione says
"What so weird about twins?" Ron asks Hermione
"Usually, when a mother gives birth to twins, they're most likely going to be both wizards or witches or both Muggles, just look at Padma and Parvati Patil, it's doesn't help that they're pure bloods- but it's still very rare to have twins and one is muggle and the other is a wizard."
Our conversation breaks with the Slytherin team interfering with the Gryffindors practice. Us three exchange looks as we ran to Harry's side.
This was no normal Slytherin act, I've seen them. I'm friends with them actually, They seem quite nice. why are they acting so rude?
"Where do you think you're going Flint?" Oliver Wood asks
"Quidditch practice"
Oliver sighs under his breath "I booked the pitch for Gryffindor today"
"Easy Wood," Flint says "I've got a note"
I exchange looks with Ron as he whispers "I smell trouble" to me
"I professor Severus Snape, here by give Slytherin permission to practice .... going to train their new seeker. you have a new seeker?" He asks "Who?"
The Slytherins make a way for their new Seeker. It was a white haired lad with a sneer on his face. I look at Harry looking shock.
"Malfoy?" He says.
"That's right, that's not what all new this year" He says, It was the broom, those aren't just an ordinary broom, I've never seen one so unique before, I thought Harry's were unique. Then with a sudden move he looks at me with one glimpse and smirks.
"I see you've got yourself a girlfriend" He chuckles. Him with an overwhelming statement, I took a step forward
"At least he could get himself one!" I shout. The Slytherin "oohs" as they slightly back away from Malfoy. I smirk.
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Incantation
Fanfiction{Harry Potter fan fiction} I was Eleven when I first got invited, I had to sooner or later. My parents are muggle borns, it was my cousin who really told me about magic. She was two years older than me, And told me all these great things about Witch...
