𝐻𝑒'𝓈 𝒥𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒜 𝐵𝑜𝓎

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     On the tour to our CR, I see those three friends again. Talking to each other in lines of 5, horizontally. Since I can't be with my only friend, I decided to make new ones.

"Hi." I say somewhat shy. They all turn their heads to look at me, very confused, but they are just as nice as I thought they were. "Oh, hello." The girl says. No one knows what to say after that but then the boy with strawberry brown hair greets me with a hand shake. "Hi, I'm Ron... Ron Weasley!" He said with a very polite posture.

"Nice to meet you Ron... and I remember you being... Hermione?" I say that with confidence and she nods her head. "That's me!" Typically, I'm an introvert. But if I want to survive here, I'm gonna need friends to do so.

And that made me think about Draco. He is such a cool friend and I hope we can keep contact with each other. I don't think he knows just how dangerous our friendship is.

"What is your name?" Ron said, as if he wasn't there for my sorting. "And why are you here?" His face grew red with the thought of how rude that sounded, although I know he didn't mean it that way. "Ron! That is very rude, sorry." Hermione said looking at Ron, then easily facing me looking very dissatisfied.

But I wanted to know who this boy is. This semi-tall boy, with messy brown hair and a pair of circle lensed glasses.

"Oh, I don't mind. It wasn't quite rude at all! Anyways, my mother and father are from here, so I guess I'm wired to be here as well."

My head was nodding, And I was smiling. Every part of me showed kindness and I was never really used to it, all because my parents never let me have friends. I was never allowed to have contact with people, where I lived.

"That's amazing." The boy with messy brown hair says with a wide smile. Something must have hit him to speak, because he hadn't spoken once before that. "I guess so, and who are you?" I said to him. He jumped up from looking down. "Harry Potter. Is this your first time as well?"

"Well, yes. I made a friend too. His name is Draco, have you seen him anywhere?"

Hermione's eyes widen. "Malfoy, there's no way you're friends with an Evil Slytherin. Although, I haven't met him. He must be evil. Let's go boys." She said staring at me. I didn't realize that we all came to a stop so I keep walking with the line.

Until these two tall boys, twins, come in front of me making me jump back a bit, hitting a girl.

"I'm so sorry!" I said as she stares at me deathly. She just goes around me rolling her eyes. "Hi. We're identical!" The two boys say. "Oh uh. Hi." I didn't want to be mean, but by them pushing me back, I could tell that they're a bit mean theirselves. Trying to walk around them, the boy on the left sticks out his arm, not caring who wanted to get past. "I'm Fred, this is George. And who are you girl?"

Still sticking out his arm, I didn't want to ignore them, but I have somewhere to be. So I try to swoop under his arm. "Oh, I see. Just like every other girl we tried to speak to. Well, suit yourself." They run off, both wearing striped sweaters. But I felt sort of bad.

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"Remember, boys are up the stairs to the right, Same with girls but to the left." Our guide says walking off to show the boys their room. Another guide comes in, but she shows us the girls room.

Harry and Ron are now in their room, just as me and Hermione.

Harry's POV

Bloody hell, Harry. This is our room?" Ron says looking so amazed. "No, Ron. This is everyone's room." I say looking at Ron oddly. "Oh.." Ron looks down in silence. "That girl. She was very kind." Ron said to me. "She was." I say, wondering what point he's trying to make.

"Do you think she would talk to me?" Ron said. Ron and I just met at the train, but he clearly thinks i'm his mothered advice. "Well, just try." I said sitting on the ground.

Back to Janelle's POV

"So about Malfoy" Hermione says to me. "When did you meet him, today?" Sitting where she sleeps, she really wants to know. "Well, I saw him looking just as alone as I was. Very confused, so I called him to sit back with me." She slants her eyes. "There is not way that is true. He would never be a nice person if he we're a Slytherin." She stated crossing her arms.

I guess most people don't understand. All you need is a friend when you need one. And he needed one.

"I'm sure he is sweet." I say laying down.

"Off to bed, children."

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