So this is my very first story. English is not my first language, not even the second so there could (ans probably will) be mistakes, but I hope, you'll forgive me (and write me about it so I can correct them).

If there's anything, you'd like to tell me, how to improve my writing, I'll be glad for every response.

I hope you enjoy it. :)

Who said there was nothing more?

Tamsim was sitting in the classroom almost sleeping. She never understood, how could a class with such potential be so boooring. As she scanned her classmates, she considered them all to be just as ordinary, as possible. That's what she was thinking until she laid her eyes on one girl.

Apart from her long, dark brown curly hair she was as normal as the rest of their classes and yet, Tamsin froze still starring at the brunette.

Hermione looked up, feeling someone's eyes on her. Finding the Slytherin's bright blue eyes, she cloudn't help herself but gazed. It seemd like the time had stopped and she just blushed still not able to move her eyes. She couldn't say what was it, but Hermione felt some kind of.. vibrations? Or tension? It didn't matter, what mattered was, that all she wanted to do was.. She didn't even know, it just felt strange. Hermione of course knew the blonde girl, or to be specific, she had seen her a few times, in the Great Hall and so ,and she knew her name. But Tamsin looked like a true Slytherin, like she had been more, than the rest of the school, that she'd been the best. Besides, there was something scary about her.

The strange moment passed and both girls continued doing what they had done before (Hermione paying attention and Tamsin sleeping).

A couple hours later was Hermione distracted on her way do the Gryffindor common room.

"Hey, you! Yes, that first-year. Come over here for a minute." said someone.
When Hermione turned aroud, she saw Tamsin in an empty classroom.
"Eh.. I don't want to be rude, but what do you want?"
"Don't worry, I just need to talk to you for a bit. If I'm not mistaken, your name is Granger, is that right?" Hermione simply nodded "So, I've heard stuff about you..." started Tamsin with a devlish smile on her face.

The next morning Hermione woke up in her dormitory having no clue how she had got there. The last thing she remembered was walking back to the Gryffindor Tower after her dinner.

There were many attempts to find out, what had happened that night, but no one seemed to have any idea what to do. Apart from Tamsin of course, but she was happy with not being connected with that night. So it came, that after a few years, everybody gave up and even forgot about that empty space in young girl's memory.

Do you want it to continue? Please, let me know if there's someone reading it :)