Pen, Please Help Me! Part 1

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Potion = Science and I hate Science(math is great). Math and Creative Writing are my fav classes. What's yours?(To be honest, when I was younger, I thought of chemistry whenever I thought of science. Like the experiments, no note taking, etc. I was so disappointed.)

"Pennnnnnnnnnnn!" I groaned, making Penny look in my direction.
"What's wrong?" Penny asked while flipping a page of her favorite book, also known as the book for advanced potions.
"I don't wanna do the 15ft long essay!" I moaned, getting a "SHHHH!" from Madam Pomfrey.
"Well, I can help you if you want," She begin. "But you owe me a favor."
"But-"
"Deal or not deal?" Penny asked, raising one of her eyebrows.
"...Deal..." I mumbled, glad that I now have help.

As she helped me with my work, I tried my hardest. After a few days, I sighed a breath of relief.

"Penny, you were a life saver!" I shouted when I saw her with some of her fellow Hufflepuffs.
"Hey, MC!" said one kind Hufflepuff girl.
"Hi! Mary, right?" I held my hand out to her.
"Yeah, wanna go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend because I need some help with Charms-"
"Sorry, but you're unavaliable this weekend, right?" Penny cut in forcibly.
"But I a-Oops, sorry! Got my schedule mixed, we can go next time though!" I immediately changed my sentence after I saw Penny glare at me with a death stare.

You know that when the good kid snaps, you're screwed.

Afterwards when no one was looking, Pen dragged me away and into an empty classroom.

"Uh, Pen?" I asked, worried.
"Do you, like her..." She mumbled, but I didn't hear it.
"Um, can you please repeat that again, because I didn't hear."
"Ugh, why are you always so useless in the kinds of situations! Penny whined.
"What situation? You know what, I should get going. If you need help, then ask me anytime but I need to get to class right now."

I sighed before walking away, but then...

"NO!" She shouted while not moving.
"Wha-" The last thing I saw was Penny running over, and the next thing I know was that I was being embraced, a semi-sweet fragrance scent enveloped me, and to be honest it wasn't that bad.
"Please, please don't move for a minute..."

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