Suddenly, I find myself hopping in circles.
"Hey Hermione!" I shout across the common room. She turns around and sees Gin and I (Colin is already in his dorm).
"Hello Ginny, Megan. Megan," she smiles at us, and gestures to the two boys."This is Harry and... Ron." "You're Ginny's brother right?" Way to play it cool, Meg!
"Um, yeah," Ron says kinda shocked. I turn to Harry. "So you are the Harry Potter? The boy who lived? Destroyer of Lord Voldemort?" Gasps are heard across the room. Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself.
"Ummmmmm... Yeah?" he says.
I nod and walk to my dorm. When we sit on our beds, Ginny sighs.
"He's soooooooo amaaaaaaazing," she gushes. I chuckle.
"Whatever you say Gin."
***
Ginny, Colin, and I walk into Defence Against the Dark Arts when we saw pixies all over the place. The whole room was in chaos. Suddenly, I am lifted by the hood of my robes and hung on the chandilier.
"Hi, I'm Neville," a voice sounds next to me. "This happens to me quite a bit."
Aw. Poor Neville.
"I'm Meg, and I can't say anything like this has ever happened to me."
