This is my first fic that i was encouraged to write by my friends. The first chapter isnt very long I know but I will be updating shortly. Disclaimer: i do not own any of the harry potter chracters they belong to J.K. rowling who i have much respect for. Enjoy my first chapter and please review to tell me what you think. Constructive criticism welcomed
Faye Crosby struggled to pull her old wooden trunk up the steep stairs to hogative the Wizarding University. It was her 4th year here. She paused for a second on the winding staircase trying to remember the spell to make her trunk levitate up the next set of stairs. Faye's chocolate colored eyes scanned the stairways for someone she knew to help her, or even just help her remember the spell. She tucked a piece of long dark hair behind her ear and carried on hauling the trunk up towards the next floor. 'Need a hand' said a familiar voice, and Oliver Wood, a burly thickset boy of about 19 appeared behind her.
Faye looked up into his deep dark eyes and smiled, remembering all the things he'd done for her. Oliver had been a great friend to Faye, especially after a relationship she'd rather forget with none other than Nigel Lovegood! Nigel Lovegood was Luna Lovegood's brother and was just as loony as her, the only difference was that Nigel had the personality of a permanently stoned person, but that was because most of the time he was actually stoned although Faye never actually approved of this. This was where the trouble with him all began, he had proposed to Faye while high, and Faye obviously highly infatuated with the boy at the time said 'yes' but when Nigel came back down to earth and remembered what he'd done he broke up all to quickly and left Faye devastated. After all she's just not his 'type' these words burned in heart for weeks and still brought her sorrow as she thought of her lost love. Oliver had been there to comfort Faye when she was as vulnerable as any of us when we love someone and let our guard down. After several of their together periods Faye regarded Oliver as someone she could openly talk to without having to put on a false face and make it seem as if the world was ok.
'Not from you Oliver' Faye jokingly With this Oliver turned on his heel and walked away obviously taking her sarcastic comment seriously. 'OLIVER!' Faye shouted 'Oliver I was joking, don't be like that' but with her comments were falling on deaf ears she stopped her hollering and carried on pushing her heavy trunk up the stairs.
Faye reached the third floor and proceeded to drag the heavy Hogwarts trunk across the hallway. She paused, exhausted and pulled out a small piece of paper. '316#' the piece of paper read which she soon realize meant floor 3, room 16.
She reached the huge highly polished wooden door with the number 16 on it. She studied the door for a while noticing the intricate little pattern on the panels. It was of a plant, but which plant Faye couldn't be sure of, she was never any good at herbology, she used to copy friends notes, more often than not Michelle's and she'd just wing her way through her exams. Faye turned over the small piece of paper that had told her the number and magically the word 'rosebud' appeared on the back. She whispered this word and magically with a click the door opened.
In front of her stood a girl with dark brown hair, tied up roughly in a ponytail. 'Oh no' thought Faye, the girl turned around and her worst fear was confirmed, Cho Chang the raven claw seeker stood in front of her, a glare on her face.