Crimson Waves sat in the great hall, grinning and laughing along with Harry and Ron. Crimson had long red hair, crimson red, and ice blue eyes.
Draco Malfoy watched as Seamus Finnigan sat next to her and asked her something, raising an eyebrow as Crimson shook her head. Seamus got up, frowning and walked away.
*Crimson's P.O.V.*
6th year. I can't wait to start this year, it's going to be good. No boys, no heartbreaks, no stupid drama. The only downside I can see in this year is those damn Slytherins. I don't see why they even try to talk to Harry, let alone insult him. All the Slytherins are, are insecure guys who can't get a good lay because no one likes them.
I chuckled as I watched Ron eat like a pig, he was so disgusting sometimes, but you had to love him.
"Ron, you eat like a pig! Do you have to shovel the food in your mouth? It's not going anywhere." Ginny said, rolling her eyes.
"Of course he has to shovel it in his mouth, he's gotta go catch up with his Lav-Lav." Harry said grinning.
I laughed as Ron tried to talk around all of the food in his mouth and Harry laughed at Ginny's expression. You didn't have to be a genius to know that Ginny hated her brother's girlfriend. I couldn't blame her thought, Lavender Brown was a slut and a whore. She even told me to back off of her Won-Won.
"At least I have a girlf-" Ron started, but got cut off by Seamus walking up.
"Heya, Crimson." He said, looking straight at me.
"Hey Seamus. What's up?" I asked, looking up at him.
"I was wondering: Would you go out with me?" He asked, nervously switching from foot to foot.
I could feel my eyes become hard and guarded. I shook my head at Seamus.
"No. I will not go out with you." I said, my voice cold.
"Why not? I love you."
"Because, I don't believe in love. Now, get lost." I turned back to my food.
I heard Seamus walk away and Harry and Ron sigh. I turned to look at them and they shook their heads at me. I sighed and got up, walking to the quidittch pitch. This always happened these days, I'd turn someone down with the same line, then Harry and Ron would be disappointed in me.
It's not my fault. It's love's fault.
