The Untold Story of Astoria Greengrass

Chapter 10

Insufferable. That boy was beyond belief! How dare he? Oh, I could just jinx him.

 I stomped my feet on the stone floors of the dinning hall, each step seething in anger. I saw him, sitting at the head of his table and he looked right at me as I entered the room. Fortunately, I was nowhere near as pretentious as the other seventh years were and so I sat at the very end of my table, putting me on the complete opposite side of the room. I was as far away from him as I could be and as much as I would like to be on another continent, this would have to do for now.

 I played with my food for the most part of dinner, mainly just forking it around. Although I tried to stop myself, my mind kept wandering to Draco. I wondered what he was doing, what he was thinking, I wondered if he missed me and wanted to see me. With a heavy sigh, I pushed my plate away, mentally scolding myself for not kicking him out of my mind.

 “What are you doing all the way over here?”

 I looked up and saw Willy Gillhorn, the most obnoxious seventh year girl in the school and also… my closest friend.

 “Not eating.” I said, stating the obvious. Willy sat on the end of the bench across from me, forcing three first years to scrunch up together.

 “Obvious, but why not ‘not eat’ over with us?” she was using a toothpick to clean her nails out. Nasty habit, if you ask me.

 “I’m avoiding the most odious person I’ve ever met.” I answered simply. It was quite annoying to have to recount this unpleasant encounter on the train, especially when only moments earlier I was thinking of Draco.

 “Really?” she raised her permanently arched brow. Willy was obnoxious, annoying, and the worst nag in history, I think but everyone put up with her because of her green eyes and fire red hair. She really was spectacularly beautiful but also extremely picky of her social circle. She adopted me as a sort of pet our first year and although, she was a considerable gossip, once she gave her word, she never went back on it.

 “It’s really just a long, very tiring story and I would rather not think of it anymore.” I said. She giggled.

 “Ok, well then hurry up and tell me so that you can forget about it already.” There was laughter in her voice and I couldn’t help but spill the proverbial beans.

 “And then, the pig-headed imbecile, concluded by telling me that HE was out of MY league.” I feigned gagging as we head down into the Slytherin dormitory.

 “Ugh, disgusting. What a jerk! I don’t care how good looking he is…” began Willy making me feel sick.

 “Good looking? I hardly think so.” I said, rolling my eyes as we entered our room.

 “Oh come on, even you have to admit the boy is pretty dreamy.” She said, throwing herself onto her bed.

 “Who is?” asked Cora, one of our other roommates.

 “That boy, Fiddersoot.” Willy shouted across the room.

 “The Gryffindor?” Cora said, coming over to sit on my bed. It wasn’t that I didn’t like Cora, but she was such a busy body. I shot Willy a death glare.

 “Yes him, and please can we change the subject.” I said as I changed out of my robes.

 “What about him?” Cora insisted but Willy shook her head.

 “All you need to know is that he is good looking, whatever elseAstoriashould say,” said Willy leaning back against the pillows.

 I sat in front of the mirror in our room and began to brush out my hair.