I HAVE STOPPED WRITTING THIS BOOK, BUT I AM MAKING A NEW ONE WITH THE ALMOST. THE SAME PLOT AS THIS ONE, THX FOR READING THIS!!
*This book once had a diffrent plot, so some comments won't fit.
F.r.i.e.n.d.s... We're just friends...
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Chapter Three: I bloody hate you, Potter!!!
Published: 30.March.2020 Edited:
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(Y/n)'s Pov.
No matter if it happened yesterday, I cannot believe that I was sorted into my family enemy house. Gryffindor... Even the name sounds awful.
Anyway, after the Great Hall incident, Draco came running to me and he told me that he wrote to father about my accident. He is 100% sure that I will be sorted back into Slytherin.
Well, that would need to wait. Right now, I'm having breakfast alone at the Gryffindor table. Draco is always keeping an eye on me. He doesn't want to sit next to me because he doesn't want to destroy his view. I understand him.
Reading one of my favourite books and eating alone, two people decide to sit opposite of me. Looking up I saw one black skin boy who was smiling at me and what I assumed was his best friend.
''What do you two want?''
"We want to be friends, well at least me, for Seamus I really don't know. I'm Dean Thomas by the way." He said showing me his hand. I looked at him.
"Why? Do you know who I am? " I said. He nodded his head.
"(Y/n) Malfoy. I saw that you are quite alone." He said.
"Thank you for your offer, but I'm rather a loner. " I grabbed my bag. Smiling at them I headed out of the Great Hall. As I turned around the corner heading to my next class, three people passed me. A bushy brown hair girl, a redhead boy and a boy with a scar, round glasses and live emerald green eyes.
Passing them I walk up the stairs. After some staircases, I looked up. Who the hell, thought that having a classroom in the attic was a good idea?
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At the very end, I came to the attic classroom. I wasn't the only one there. Entering it, it didn't actually look like a classroom. It was more of an old tea shop mixed with spider webs and attic structure.
Settling myself at one of the empty circled table I opened my books. Slowly by slowly, every single one Gryffindors came inside. The last three to enter the classroom were the all famous Golden Trio. The three of them sat two tables away from me. And just when I was about to be alone, like always Dean and Seamus decided to sit next to me. I looked at them.
"Seriously?"
"There was no table free anymore.". Dean said. I pointed behind me, where there was a dark corner with no light and if you listen closely you even heard bone cracking.
" Let's just say we didn't saw it." Said Seamus who looked frightened by the bone-cracking table. I rolled my eyes, softly smiling.
"All right, but that's just for this class." Both of them nodded happy with what they achieved. Then we heard a voice coming from the shadowy part of the room.
