" Tell me more about him, please! "
"Maybe tomorrow, but, now its time for you to go to sleep"
He gave me, as we all now and used at least a million times when we were little, the puppy-dog look. I shook my head and pulled him up.
"Maybe tomorrow, right now Im tired" I yawned but the truth was that I wasnt sleepy at all. After tucking him into bed I walked into the living room. The floating candles lit the dark room where I sat and remembered him.
I will, since I have time, tell you a story, a story of love. The most wonderful story I had ever heard since its mine. Its about a love, a young love that was separated and re-united, only to be separated again. This of course will take some time. I dont want to leave out any detail for it is important that you all read this. Those romantic people will love my story, and those that arent will as well. This love is like a fairytale except the ending isnt "and they lived happily ever after" but its close enough. So sit back and relax. You're about to enter my life. Im about to share my love story with you all, pay close attention; you might just learn the true value of love.
Flashback:
Me: At age 17, entering my 7th year, and last at Hogwarts.
Personality: Fun, smart, loving, understandable, with attitude and strong.
The story begins! (I will tell it to you in present tense, since its as I think way more exciting)
I looked up and followed Stacie. Stacie's my cousin. She's the same age as me. We are nothing alike, but thats okay because were still best friends.
"What ever happened to ladies first?"
I shrugged as the, I assumed, first years, pushed us aside. None of them even bothered to look up at us. Then again I couldnt blame them; they had to be nervous just like I was: since it was, after all, their first time going to Hogwarts.
"Ow, that little-"
"Stacie! Come on. I found an empty compartment"
We hurried and sat inside. Boy was I happy to finally sit down. The only reason both Stacie and I had come to Hogwarts is because my father asked to and Stacie being my faithful friend/cousin came with me. Oh, ok so it didnt really happen like that, but, I like to think so.
"The only good thing about this is that Im going to meet Albus Dumbledore, my all time favorite wizard. Hes like the grandfather figure!"
I exclaimed, I've always been a great fan of Dumbledore, he is, after all, amazing. Stacie eyed me and looked away. I was about to ask why she had done so but-.
"Ron, Hermione will you please stop-"
The guy, he looked the same age as me, looked at me and stopped talking. I couldnt quite describe his expression with out sounding conceded but I could tell he had stopped because I was somehow beautiful. Stacie looked my way, I saw her look at me from the corner of my eye, and rolled her eyes.
"Can we uh..."The redhead smiled at me.
"Sit here, god, can they be any more obvious? I'm Hermione and this is Ron and Mr.-I-cant-talk over there is Harry" I chuckled.
"Im Alexia, call me Ally."
"Im Stacie"
They smiled and sat across from us yet Harry had somehow gone from staring at me to staring at Stacie, which was fine because I didnt feel a connection with Harry.
"Anyway, what year are you in? I havent seen you before"
Hermione smacked Ron on the head and said,
"Well of course you havent seen them, its the first time they come here" Ron looked at me with disbelief.
"How is it she knows everything?" He asked me, I chuckled again.
"Stacie and I are both starting our 7th year. We used to go to Beauxtons its a long story but to cut it short my dad wanted me to come here. Hes a teacher at Hogwarts"
This certainly got Ron and Harry interested, although I could almost see Stacie drooling, over Harry, I mean.
"Really, well I know all the teachers, but I cant really find any resemblance to any of them"
"Severus Snape is my father" I said coolly and sat back while pushing my long golden brown/blonde hair back. Both Stacie and I were wearing jeans and t-shirts. My hair was down and hers was up.
"Bloody hell you look nothing like him" Ron pointed out.
"Yeah, I knew that" I said and Stacie giggled.
"God, Ronald, you're so rood. Well its really nice to meet you. Were all in our 7th year too. What house are you going into?" "We're both going into Gryffindor but-"
"Snape must've been mad" Once again Hermione smacked him on the head and rolled her eyes.
"Yeah but it was Professor Dumbledore who decided to put us in there" I finished.
We got to talking about everything during the train ride. In fact I was a bit shocked that my life was so boring compared to theirs. Al l three of them had had excitement while my excitement was limited to Jack, my ex.
"We better change into our robes" Hermione said and took out her suitcase.
"We have to wear these?" Stacie made a disgusted look as she grabbed her robes out of her suitcase.
"Duh, Stacie I said and walked outside with my robes in hand." Hermione and Stacie followed behind.
"Wow" I gasped.
This place was like the castle that I dreamt about. It was beautiful and even though I have read Hogwarts a History, and seen pictures of them I was still amused. No. More like Shocked.
"Yeah, thats the same thing I said when I first set foot here 7 years ago"
"Yeah, yeah whatever, can we just sit I'm hungry I want to eat "
"Ron" Hermione said in a warning tone.
I had already figured out their little secret that they kept from each other. It didnt take a genius to know that they, liked each other. Loved each other. But then again I am good at telling who likes who except when it comes to me. I can never figure out if a guy likes me or not. How fair is that?
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts-"
There he was, the person I always saw as a role model, standing there looking calm and looking at me through his half moon glasses.
"He always says that, "Welcome to another year at Hogwarts", blah blah blah"
I turned my attention from him and looked at Dumbledore. He was talking some new teacher coming in and taking place for the old Flying teacher.
"Some of you might know him, he used to be a student, welcome Professor Oliver Wood"
I looked over to the tables and watched as the professor stood up. I would've expected some old dude with gray hair, I was surprised to see that this guy didnt look older than 21. Tall, handsome, with chocolate brown eyes and the best smile in the world. I was breathless. Actually I think every girl was, except for the older teachers of course.
"He'll only be here this year. Madam Hooch will be back next year"
I wasnt even hearing him anymore. I couldnt hear anything but my million-beat-per-second heart.
I clapped as every other girl did, some even stood up and others were drooling, while the guys glared at Oliver and saying things like, "Gross, hes a teacher, not to mention 21"
but I doubt any girl was listening, besides me.
"Cool. Oliver's pretty cool, he used to be the Gryffindor Keeper and Captain"
"How.." I coughed because my whole throat felt dry.
" How old is he?"
"20. He left when we were all in our 3rd year." Harry replied.
I noticed that food had appeared and everyone was eating, well some girls were just whispering things about Oliver. Some pretty disturbing things I might add.
"He's so hot" Stacie whispered.
"Yeah he is." Hermione agreed and spooned her mashed potatoes "but he's 20. there's no way he would ever notice any of us, well maybe you guys, especially Ally but you know.."
She was still talking when I turned and looked at him. He was staring back at me. I pushed some hair behind my ear and smiled at him. To my surprise he smiled backhis eyes sparkled and locked with mine. It wouldve been romantic, except he was probably doing it because he was nice but it was still the nicest, most charming smile in the world