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He noticed her walking down the hall. She was alone, walking with her head held high, not a care in the world. How he had not noticed her before, impossible. He had stopped walking and was staring after her, and he felt a nudge in his stomach.
"Al, you comin'?" He blinked a few times, and came to his senses.
"Yeah, just lost my train of thought." He looked down the hall again, and she was gone. The rest of the day his mind went wild with thoughts about her.
I must know her name. I wonder what house she's in. Definitely not Gryffindor. What grade is she in? Someone I know must know her. But how have I never noticed her? I mean, I've been here for five years.
Soon classes ended and back down the hallway he saw her him and his friends walked. That's when he saw her again. Walking the opposite way.
Ravenclaw. Maybe Lily knows her. She must since she knows everything.
"Al, something wrong?" He looked back at his friends and saw them all worried. He also saw his brother following his line of site, right towards the mysterious girl.
"Oooh. I know what's got him distracted." Al glared at him.
"James, stop." James continued on, ignoring him like always.
"Ya' know, she's pretty hot. Maybe Lily knows her. And then maybe, I'll ask her out." Their friends started backing up, knowing how the Potter boy's were when they fought.
"James, would you please stop? I just got distracted. I wasn't looking at her." James snickered.
"Well, she's gone know so I lost my chance. But maybe tomorrow." Al glared at him once again.
"Who's gone?" They're little sister, Lily, had just shown up, sensing a fight.
"Al has his eyes on a girl that I might ask out." Lily frowned at them.
"James, what girl. Maybe I know her." James snickered again and glanced at Al, who was looking over his shoulder at someone.
"Oh you know. Black hair, tall, laced up boots, hot." Lily raised her eyes, knowing who he was talking about.
"You mean Tara. Surprise surprise." James frowned.
"What?" Al looked back at his siblings.
"Well, it's just that she's the type of girl that you would go for, considering your past." James glared down at her.
"Considering my past? What's that mean?" Al tapped his friends and motioned for them to step back, as James was most likely going to be blasted backwards soon.
"Well, you always go for those girls, date 'em for a week or two, and then just dump them like you didn't even care about them. Happens with almost every girl you date."
"Well at least I've dated. Al's barely even had a crush on a girl. So if I want to go after her, I will." And with that, he turned and walked down the way the girl went.
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