*Chapter Seventeen*

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*Jeannettes POV*

It was now Sunday I woke up late, missing both breakfast and most of lunch. I pulled a half eaten chocolate frog from the bottom of my bag which I regretted instantly that being it was extremely stale. I walked the corridor in my sweats and messy hair, hoping to meet my friends somewhere along the way. I started to head to The Great Hall when I stopped in front of the library, I smiled and strolled in. I headed to the back and looked through the books on the shelves and sure enough, Gilbert was sitting there reading on the ground. I slowly push a book from the middle shelf and it fell into his head, watching him flinch.

Gilbert-"What the!?" He stood up, I could see his face fill with anger. He raged around the corner to face me.

Jeannette-"Sorry did that hit you? I'm a bit clumsy..maybe if you had stools here I'd be able to reach the top properly." He smiled and sighed with relief when he saw that it was me. I bit my cheek as he began to play along.

Gilbert-"I'm so sorry miss, we must be getting those stools fixed, I'll have to get right on that. Can I interest you in..." He rummaged through his bag. "Yeah I got nothing sorry." I laughed and he smiled.

Jeannette-"Sorry about the book, hope it didn't bruise your ego too hard."

Gilbert-"Not likely." I chuckled and his posture became more relaxed. "Are you just waking up?" His eyes landed on my messy hair and I quickly fixed it.

Jeannette-"Yeah, I guess I was tired."

Gilbert-"Thought so. So what's that look called?" He admired my lounge wear.

Jeannette-"Just something new I've been trying. You like?"

Gilbert-"Hmm." He placed his fist against his chin. "Do a spin." He twirled his finger around, gesturing me to turn and I followed. "I should probably hook you up with my personal stylist."

Jeannette-"Mm well, I tried." I shrugged.

Gilbert-"On a serious note, there is something I do have of yours; clothing wise."

Jeannette-"Oh?" He pulled my scarf out of his bag and handed it to me. "Blimey! I thought I lost it, where was it?"

Gilbert-"You left it at my house, thought it would miss its owner."

Jeannette-"Yes, thank you so much."

Gilbert-"No problem."

Jeannette-"Well, I'm gonna go to The Great Hall are you coming?"

Gilbert-"No that's okay, I think I'm gonna read a little longer."

Jeannette-"Alright, steer clear of falling books."

Gilbert-"I will try my very hardest."

Jeannette-"Bye."

Gilbert-"Bye." He chuckled. Just as I walked out I noticed my self tripping over a large black bag on the ground.

Leona-"Opps! I'm so sorry." I laid there on the floor with my face looking at the ground, watching two shiny black shoes land in front of my face. I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Need help?" She said pouting and holding her hand out for me. I stood up, without her help.

Jeannette-"I don't need your help thanks."

Leona-"I mean, looking in the mirror clearly you do."

Jeannette-"Oh I'm sorry? Was I supposed to dress like you?" She smiled at me. "Tell me, where do you shop again? Sluts 'R' us?" Her smile faded and she didn't say a word. I looked behind me to see Gilbert grinning proudly. As I walked out I shoved passed her, hitting into her shoulder. Lunch was now over and I met up with my friends, scared to tell the other girls about Malfoy and I working on the diary together later tonight.

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