(NOT EDITED) Here's chapter 4 for all of you. Thank you for 100 reads! I know it isn't a whole lot, but it's a start. :) Please comment on any mistakes I made it's appreciated.
After we finished the feast we stood up from our seats and were about to be escorted to our common rooms. I got to know Millie a little bit during the feast and she's quite a wonderful girl. We both agree that we don't appreciate how other houses portray the "typical Slytherin" mean; lying; ignorant. When really, most of us are quite nice, well most of us.
As I was walking out of the Great Hall I felt a hand grab my wrist from behind. It was Harry. Hermione and Ron stood slightly frightened behind him.
"Hey, so why didn't you tell us your last name before?"
"Well, if you can't tell by the terrified look on students' faces when I was introduced, you can tell it's not the most praised name in the wizarding world." I shrugged. "I didn't know if you guys would still want to be friends if you knew who I really was," I said sheepishly. "Of course we still want to be friends right guys?" Harry looked back at Hermione and Ron; they both stood in silence. I sighed and faced the other way to continue walking. "Wait! Pure, perhaps I was a little rude to judge without getting to know you more. I'm sorry, please can we still be friends?" Hermione asked with an apologetic look on her face. I turned back around and smiled. "Of course we can, and thank you, usually other people want nothing to do with me because of my parents and well, what I am." She smiled and I tried to keep walking when I realized that Harry still had a hold on my hand. I looked down awkwardly and he let go, embarrassed. I could feel my face getting a little red. I could see him get red as well.
"Aw look at that, Potter's got himself a girlfriend, or a pet dog if you will." I turned around to see no one other than Draco Malfoy and the two boys he shoved off of their seats.
I scoffed and could see Harry's face flood with anger. He started to move towards him but I held out my arm, stopping him in his tracks. I looked him in the eye, "I got this Harry." I turned around and started to move closer to Malfoy until we were inches apart. I didn't have to look up very far because he was only a few inches taller than me. "You know Malfoy, I suggest you step down before someone gets their throat ripped out. Hmm? Would you like that? I'm guessing not, so if you would like to carry on with this little dispute, I suggest we step outside so that no one can hear your screams." I smiled wide and he just stood there in shock. "I- I um." "That's what I thought." I winked and shoved him with my shoulder as I passed him.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione started to burst out laughing as they passed him and caught up to me. "Would you actually do that?" Ron asked a little startled. "No of course not, I haven't even triggered my werewolf gene yet," I replied. "My! My father will hear about this!" Malfoy threw the only comeback he could think of. I turned around to face him, "Too bad your father will be busy getting his throat ripped out by my father!" I shouted back and he just scoffed and speed-walked away.
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I said good night to Harry, Hermione, and Ron as we parted to head to our common rooms. Millie and I got set up in our dorm room that was shared with two other girls. One girl had golden hair and emerald green eyes and the other had black hair and blue eyes. Their names were Anordina Sheirden and Flora Carrow. They were both very pleasant, especially Flora who was quite hilarious.
My parents offered that they could arrange for me to have my own room, but I wanted the full experience so I declined their offer.
I and the other girls talked for a while before they drifted off to sleep. I couldn't find the peace to fall asleep for at least an hour because the excitement was still running through my veins. Finally, my eyelids became heavy and I fell fast asleep.
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