After a few minutes, both of their chests were heaving from the lack of oxygen, the two pulling away. Their foreheads stayed pressed against each other as they both breathed heavily, small smiles on their lips as they looked at each other with their...
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"Miss (Y/L/N), a word please."
Y/N turned around, Miss McGonagall looking at her curiously. She sent the professor a quizzical look before she turned to Ron and Harry, the two boys watching as they packed up their Transfiguration material.
"What's she want," Ron asked, Y/N shrugging. She turned back to look at McGonagall, the woman giving her a look, telling her to come over. She turned once more to the boys.
"Go, I'll catch up with you in the hallway. Just tell Corey, Mione, and Brianne to wait in the hallway with you, I'll try to make it quick."
Ron and Harry nodded, walking across the room to the three others. Brianne and Corey looked at Y/N, giving her a questioning look as to why she wasn't with them, but she only sent them a small, reassuring smile.
I'll meet you in the hallway, she mouthed. Hermione then looked to her with concern, Y/N sending her a small smirk as she nodded her head of the direction of the boys, telling her to go with them. Hermione hesitantly turned around, her eyes glued on Y/N's figure as she approached the professor.
"What can I do for you Miss McGonagall?"
"I have got a question," she said, "And I need you to answer as honestly as you can, it's for something in the near future."
Y/N nodded, "Yes ma'am."
"If you were to choose one friend that you had to save, who would it be?"
Y/N looked at the woman curiously, her mind running. Why did she want to know? She thought for a moment, her mind flashing as her friends appeared. There was Corey, Brett, Sofia, Brianne, not to mention Karan and Jenna.
"Uh, I think it would most likely be Corey, he's always getting into trouble. Why exactly do you ask?"
Miss McGonagall's face held a blank, unresponsive expression, a small sigh leaving her lips.
"Just wondering, I'm always asking questions. Thank you, that is all."
Y/N nodded as she eyed the woman skeptically, fixing her bag strap on her shoulder as she muttered a goodbye, quickly turning around. She walked towards the door of the classroom, passing the wooden desks. Her mind was racing, curious as to why she was asked such a weird, but specific question.
Her mind was in a daze as she pushed the door open, entering the hallway.
