Summer Love - Ron Weasley

38 - Felix Felicis

It's the first day of school and Ron, Harry, and I are standing against one of the walls in a bustling corridor.

We're laughing at all the first years trying to find their classes before it's too late and my hand brushes against Ron's.

I pull it away and I smile to myself.

"Ms.Malfoy." Professor McGonagall calls over the withering crowd.

"Oh, this can't be good." I groan as I step off the wall.

I make my way over to her and I smile.

"Enjoying yourselves, are we?" she asks, looking back at Harry and Ron.

"I had a free period this morning, professor." I tell her, pulling my hair into a high ponytail.

"So I noticed. I would think you want to fill it with Potions. You received an Outstanding in every subject on your O.W.L.S. You should take the class." McGonagall smiles.

"Brilliant. Well, I'll head there straight away." I tell her.

I begin to walk away but she stops.

"Ms.Malfoy." Professor McGonagall calls.

She wants me to take Ron and Harry with me.

"Take Potter and Weasley with you. They look too happy over there." she says, nudging her head in their direction.

Called it.

I nod and I walk over to the two, dragging them off the wall by their sleeves.

"Come on. McGonagall said you two have to sign up for Potions with me." I say.

We begin walking down the corridor in silence.

"I don't want to take Potions. There's Quidditch trials coming up and I need to practice." Ron complains.

"Well, practice later. We have to get to class." I state.

We enter Slughorn's classroom together as he is telling the class about something. He stop and turns around, acknowledging our presence.

"Ah, Harry, my boy. I was beginning to worry. You've brought your friends, I see." he says, looking at me and Ron.

"Elena Malfoy, sir. It's a pleasure." I state, reaching out my hand to him.

He shakes it and smiles at me.

"You're The Girl Who Won. I've been wondering when I'd get a chance to meet you." Slughorn declares.

I walk back over to where Ron and Harry are as he shifts his attention to Ron.

"Ron Weasley, sir." he says.

I see Lavender smiling at him and I roll my eyes.

"Oh, I'm dead awful at Potions. A menace, actually. So I'm probably just going to-."

Ron tries to head for the door but Harry and I push him back into the classroom.

"Oh, don't worry. We'll sort you out. Any friends of Harry are friends of mine. Get your books out." Slughorn instructs, turning back to the class.

I walk over to the shelf and pick up one of the two new books.

I move back as I see Harry and Ron eye the last new book.

They look at each other and grasp for the book. I scoff and roll my eyes at the two. I walk over and stand by Hermione.

Fucking children.

Ron finally ends up getting the new book, leaving Harry with the tattered one.

"As I was saying, I prepared some concoctions this morning. Do you have any idea as to what these might be?" Slughorn asks.