Consequences Of The Heart.

Chapter 42: The New Normal, Part One.

"Guys! I've lost Peter again." James was running around the dorm room frantically looking for Peter again but honestly, I didn't think he'd show up until seconds before we walked into the Great Hall because that's just Peter. I also guarantee that even though no one would see him change, he would show up in his Muggle robes already bathed and clothed and all that jazz. Remus was hogging the bathroom trying to get ready even though he was one of those people who would look amazing no matter what they did or wore. I hated those people, or that's what I told everyone, I actually really fucking envied them. I am obviously actually joking, I was the best example of one of those people. I always looked stunning.

James however, was not one of those people and he literally had one naturally ready feature: his amazing bed-hair look. I wasn't jealous of that though considering well, I had the best hair north of everything but my perfection took effort and care, and by care I mean real care, not using a cheap knock-off shampoo! His Dad quite literally invented one of the most renowned hair products in the world, not to mention he was rich; buying a shampoo would cost him nothing! Ugh, mental rants make my head hurt.

"Just scream about free food, I'm sure he'll turn up somewhere." My hair was looking like a canyon right now so I shouted out while frantically moisturising in the only mirror in the room. "Does he have a date by the way, asking because I wanna feel worse about about myself!" I didn't even know what quiet sounded like at this point, I'm sure I went deaf in at least one ear today. James was going stag so if anyone he would be the one who felt like owl crap. I mean at least I had Alice so I could have one night in a while without any drama and self-conflict while spending time with people I genuinely cared about. I just want to feel normal. Like I have a normal like and a normal family in a normal school. Normal.

"Yeah, I think he's going with Mary." James ad calmed himself and was dabbing the sweat off his forehead.

"MacDonald? I thought she was going with Frank after some complications?" Don't wanna give myself another headache with all the gossip details.

"What?! No, he hates her, the entire Quidditch team does, he's going with someone worse actually I heard, but I think it's a stupid rumour." Frank was one of the most popular guys in school, playing Quidditch and all. Not to mention he is loved by all the thirsty hoes in our school putting him pretty high in the social, stereotypical food chain. "Little Miss Daughter of the Devil herself." Excuse you!

"AMELIA?!" James used that nickname for one person and one person immediately. "She is the farthest person from Frank's type -emotionally- how on Earth did he agree to go with her?" There was no way.

"That's why I think it's a dirty rumour. There's no way." Absolutely not. Frank may actually be the most wholesome and most innocent thing I have ever seen which is hard to believe that he hasn't been corrupted because again, he is REALLY hot, capitals and italics, that's how hot he is! But anyway, I still gotta worry about myself. I mean obviously I would have looked great even if I left like an hour ago, but this was everything and great wasn't going to cut it.  Adjectives I need to hear include are immaculate, stunning, flawless, breathtaking, perplexing and stupendous to say the least. It would be amazing if I got all of them though. "Anyway ready to go?" He turned around the same time I did and smiled approvingly. He was wearing the typical wizard attire coloured the generic black and pale, eggshell white. He looked amazing, or he would if it wasn't for the obscene amounts of sweat excreting from his everywhere.

"Yes, but you clearly aren't, you're huffing and sweating. Chill out, Peter is fine! Scourgify." All the wetness and unnecessary moisture soaked up and he looked decent again. Thank God. We walked toward the exit, but not before glancing one last time at the mirror. Alice had obviously chosen to go with a purple dress of some sort so I though I'd charm my robes to match hers instead of the usual, retaliative Gryffindor scheme. I also wore typical wizard robes except mine were brand new and bore the watermarks of an expensive clothing franchise. Of course as usual however, I had forgotten something or in this case, someone. "Oh shit, REMUS WE'RE LEAVING! HURRY UP!" I shouted across he room and through the bathroom door.

"YOU GUYS GO AHEAD, I'LL MEET YOU THERE!" I am inclined to wait but Alice would also be waiting for me so by being late, I'm being incredibly rude.

"Ok, bye." I muttered as we left, barely audible enough to reach him. My feeling for him were still complex and changing, but I swore myself a drama free night so none of that tonight. We were soon through the portrait and descending peacefully down the marble staircase. We hadn't yet seen the Great Hall yet obviously and I hate to admit it but I was excited for this. It was the first social event the school had held in years and I was glad it happened before I had to leave. Nay, was forced to leave Hogwarts, simultaneously abandoning my innocence and freedom. But, yay life I guess. Ah, when you can feel the sarcasm in a sentence even though you're saying it to yourself in your head. Wait, am I insane? Well no, but that's okay, I've already surpassed normal, sane wasn't far ahead.

"Hey guys!" Peter was found stood at the base of the stairs staring into the Hall with awe. That either means it looked amazing or Peter was impressed easily. I vote for the former. And my vote counted because as soon as I reached the bottom and peered longingly, my expectation seemed low as hell because they were hella exceeded. The benches had straight up disappeared and the corners of the room were instead decorated with dainty little tables draped in orange satin with cute yellow-leaf centrepieces and black chairs. The room clearly went with the typical autumn theme. The enchanted sky was a beautiful sunset colour and an endless stream of leaves fell and disappeared on loop. The firs were all lit and the undertones of Halloween were also a little dominant to my more experienced and decorative eye. Professor Dippet even came clothed with an orange feathered fedora. I didn't approve of it but I admired his confidence. I mean, he did run the school so I guess he didn't have to worry about being judged. Unlike the rest of us not normal folk.

I guess this would be enjoyable,

Or at the very least, okay.

And okay is wonderful.

Word Count:- 1186

Love, Kale.