Heheh chapter two, I hope yall enjoy :)
I woke up in the middle of the night, at first I was confused as to where I was. I didn't know if I regretted coming to Hogwarts, sure I was here with Jj but if I just went a muggle school, I could skip classes and do some normal stuff, I didn't grow up with are the witchy stuff, I'm a pureblood but my aunt didn't tell me about magic until I got a letter from beauxbatons.
I got out of bed, I decided to go for a walk, I didn't make the effort to change so I ended up walking around the castle in a tanktop and fluffy pants. I decided to go outside, it was quite cold. I sat down in de damp grass, "I don't know where harry went, Neville, That's the problem!" I heard a male voice. I'm a good person so I decided to mind my business and keep wondering when the world got so dark. I was happy a few hours ago.
I close my eyes. "Crimson?" I feel a hand on my shoulder. I open my eyes without looking at Neville, "hi Neville" I say, he doesn't do anything for a minute until he sits down next to me, I feel another presence sit down too. I look to my right to find a boy with bright ginger hair like he's on fire, his face is covered with freckles, when I look to my left, Neville is sitting there in the same position as me. "I-" ginger boy and I speak up at the same time. I hold out my hand, "I'm Crimson" I say with a genuine smile on my face. "I'm Ron," he says and shakes my hand. Then everything goes quiet for a moment. "I like your pajamas," Ron says, referring to my fluffy cloud pants. "why are you two sitting here?" I ask.
"We were walking by and I thought you might need some company, some friends" Neville says, he's too nice to be my friend. "I have a friend, I have Jj," I say. "maybe you need more than one friend," Ron remarked. "I don't think so" I shrug. "I do think so" he answers, I stare at him for a moment. "why are you outside?" Neville asks. "I couldn't sleep" I answer, "what about you two?".
"We lost our friend," Neville says, "I'm gonna let you search for him I'm gonna go to sleep," I say. Redhead gets, up before me and holds out his hand to help me up. He pulls me up, to my surprise he's way stronger than he looks and I end up with my face just a few inches away from his. I awkwardly look away and thank him, "bye Ron, bye Neville," I say before kissing Neville on his cheek. I walk away, back to the dorms.
Ron Weasley pov.
"who is that?" I ask while Neville and I are walking towards a girl sitting in the grass. "her name is Crimson, she's Jacob's best friend" Neville says. Which means she's a Slytherin, I still believe Jacob Johnson only keeps Neville around to make fun of him, but Neville is convinced they're friends. "why do you hang out with Slytherins?" I ask. He shrugs his shoulders, "you'll see" he says. I roll my eyes, I didn't get out of my bed to talk to a Slytherin, I had to search for Harry. "Crimson ?", "hi Neville" she answered. We both sat down next to her, I felt the wet grass soak my pants immediately. I looked at the girl next to me, she was quite beautiful, her brown hair was messy, she had bags under her eyes, her lips were chapped but she still looked so wonderful. "i-" we both spoke up at the same time, I smiled, "I'm Crimson" she says, "I'm Ron" I say and we shake hands, she looks away again and it's suddenly awkward, I make it even more awkward, "I like your pajamas" I say, she ignores my compliment, "why are you two sitting here?" she asks, "we were walking, and I thought you might need some company, some friends" Neville says and that's when I realize why he hangs out with Slytherins and why I'm sitting here.
She's lonely, "I have a friend, I have Jj," she says, "maybe you need more than one friend" I suggest, "I don't think so" she shrugs, it's upsetting to see how hard this girl is trying to convince a boy she met ten minutes ago that she doesn't need friends, but I can see right through her and I'm sure Neville can too. "I do think so," I say. We stare at each other for a moment, "why are you outside?" Neville asks, "I couldn't sleep, what about you two?" she answers. "we lost our friend" Neville shrugs. "I'm gonna let you search for her, or him, I don't know, I'm gonna go to sleep," Crimson says, I quickly get up and help her up, she's lighter then I thought and she ends up extremely close to me. "bye Ron, bye Neville," she says, she kisses Neville's cheek and I can't help but feel funny.
Crimson
I was walking through the empty halls, but where the hell was I, it was also getting colder, a shiver ran down my spine. "are you lost, princess ?" I turned around, blonde boy was standing at the end of the hall, smirking. I'm not intimidated fast but by him, I was. I wrapped my arms around myself still shivering from the cold, turned around, and walked away.
I heard running and moments later blondie was standing next to me, "what do you want?" I ask, "is Crim your name?" he asks, walking next to me, "no" I answer and turn into yet another hall, "you know you're making a wrong turn right, that's the direction to Gryffindor" he smirks, "I know, I'm going to see Neville" I lie, "you're lying," he says. I roll my eyes, "where is it then? You've been here for what? Five years, I've been here for like 24 hours" I snap. "this way" he answers and starts walking I follow him, "you know it looks like you pissed yourself right?" he says, "whatever, it's not piss so fuck off". He chuckles, "sheesh, calm down Crim," he says, "that's not my name," I tell him, he frowns, "what's your name then?" he asks, "why do you have to know blondie ?" now it's my turn to smirk. "blondie, huh ?" he chuckles, "Crim huh? Only people close to me can call me that" I say, "I don't don't do friends" he says, "me neither" I answer. It's not a lie, Jj is like family to me, and I have no one else. He takes a step closer to me, our chests are almost touching. "can I call you Crim now?" he asks, we both stay silent for a moment, I look him in the eyes and see him frowning. "you can call me Crimson" I say before disappearing into the girl's dorms.
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Crimson | Draco malfoy
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