Never Is Our Always

Hello... Alice. 2-3

(Minnie pov)

The rest of the final term passed in a haze of blazing sunshine. Hogwarts was back to normal with only a few, small differences- Defense Against the Dark Arts classes were canceled which I think we're all kinda happy about.

We all got on the train to finally go home, I was excited to start baking again! I've really missed it.

"Hey, I'm going to go sit with Percy, if you wanna join me you know where I'll be," Oliver told me and I smiled as I nod my head.

"I'll see you over the holidays," I say to Oliver and he nods.

"That you will," he replies coyly before walking off, it couldn't help but smile as I turn around and went to find Fred and George.

-

Me, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, and Ginny got a compartment to ourselves.

We made the most of the last few hours in which we were allowed to do magic before the holidays.

They played Exploding Snap, set off the very last of Fred and George's Filibuster fireworks, and practiced disarming each other by magic.

I was reading my book, leaning against Fred's shoulder awkwardly, but I don't think he seemed to mind too much.

"What chapter?"

"Thirteen," I reply, flipping the page with a small sigh, Fred's arm moves and he pulls me up slightly before resting his arm around my torso loosely.

It made my face heat up as I clear my throat and continued to read like nothing happened.

I tried my best to ignore his thumb brushing my side as he played exploding snap with the others; maybe it was intentional or maybe it was unintentional, but I didn't mind it either way.

It made me lightly smile as I read my book.

"What's the book about? - Argh, dang it!" George cries, making me slightly flinch.

"It's about a runaway child," I reply, "story of my damn life." I muttered under my breath as I flip the page and hum as I read the new chapter.

"Huh, that's interesting," George replies.

"Kinda, she was living in a world where if you didn't have blue eyes you'd be killed, guess if I was in that world I'd either the used for housework or killed."

"Why?" Fred questions.

"I'm not..." I shake my head, "doesn't matter. This is a fictional muggle book, I shouldn't put myself into the story line."

"I'd love to read about a character like you," Fred told me, "I think it would be interesting." His thumb brushes my side as he shifts his arm.

"R-Right, thanks, Fred," I say to him, "but I'd rather read the adventures you and George have taken."

-

I wandered down the corridors and finally found Oliver in a compartment with Penelope and Percy; I open the door and Oliver looks to me in relief, "hey guys." I smile.

"Hey," Percy and Oliver reply, Penelope slowly looks up and then smiles.

"Hi," she said as I walk in.

"Hello," I smile. I shut the door and sat down beside Oliver, I lift his arm and he looks at me as I let it go and then lay my head on his chest.

"Are you okay there?" Oliver asks me.

"Yeah," I reply and he snorted. "What are you reading?" I ask.

"Puddlemere," Oliver answers.

"Are you going to try and get into their team next year?" I ask curiously.