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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THIS STOR...
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Chapter eleven: The Patronus
Hello everybody! Damm I am mean to all of you. I'm so sorry. I will just say it. I somehow forgot that it was such a long time.
(Damm I'm such a bad bad author.)
But the good thing is the summer holidays started for me the previous Monday.
I hope you will like this chapter. I alone call it "The sweet one". 🤫
⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ [there will be one bad word in this chapter. You have been warned] ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️
Published: 28.June.2020 Edited:
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(Y/n) Pov.
I took a deep breath... My hand laid on the wooden door of the classroom.
Three minutes until eight. It won't be that bad... It can't be... Right?
I took a deep breath closing my eyes and looking at my hand as I took it away from the door.
I was shaking. I need to accept it... I'm afraid to do this...
My fingers turn into fists as I softly knock on the wooden rusty door.
Hearing footprints from the order side of the room, I took my hand away taking a shaking breath. I started to think if this was even a good idea... I still have time to esca- stop it. Nothing will go wrong.
The door opened as soft light illuminated Professor Lupin's face. He smiled at me.
"Hello (Y/n). I'm happy that you are here. Come in. " I smiled as I stepped inside. Lupin closed the door behind me, making dust particles fly softly into the air.
"I hope you don't mind... I invited someone else." I quickly lifted my head. I could say I froze in my spot. I was met with circled glasses and Emerald green eyes.
"Hmmm...Hi." He waved as I put my head a little bit to the right as I slowly turned to professor Lupin.
"Umm... Care to explain?" He smiled at me.
"Harry didn't get the chance to fight his Boggart like you so I wanted to help him. After all, Harry had a bad experience with his. Fear and wanted a hand or two in help. Two against one Boggart's mot that bad." He smiled as he walked to his desk and tap on the large case.
