Hey guy's so here is a new story. Please review if you want me to continue.
I am not J.K Rowling so I do not own Harry Potter, or anything belonging to the universe of Harry Potter.
"Ugh." Gwen explained tossing her quill aside. She was in the library attempting and failing to finish her Defense Against the Dark Arts essay on the patronus charm. Why did Professor Snape head of her own house hate them enough to assign this? After glancing from her parchment to her textbook she exhaled a little to loudly and, rested her head on the book.
"Hey," a voice said. Gwen looked up to see a Hufflepuff girl with honey blond hair braided over one shoulder, freckles and wide brown eyes peeking her head around the shelf.
"What do you want?" Gwen asked her, her voice filled with the annoyance that she felt.
"Jeez someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed." The girl said. "You also look like you could use some help."
"I don't need any help." She replied grumpily.
"Yes you do." She said walking over and pulling a chair out. "So tell me what is it?"
"What exactly about the words I don't need any help mean to you?" Gwen retorted.
"That it is exactly what you do need, come on don't let that Slytherin pride of yours keep you from getting the right grades. And as the loyal, helpful Hufflepuff I am, I am here to help."
"I think you forgot to mention bigheaded." She muttered.
"I heard that." The girl said. "Oh by the way I'm Abby." She said.
"Gwen." She answered not taking my head off of the book, She was seriously considering taking a nap right then and there.
"See we are already making progress."
"You are not going to go away until I talk to you huh?"
"Exactly." Seeing no point in ignoring her Gwen sat up and showed her the essay. Abby took it and read through her eyes moving side to side so fast Gwen doubted she was actually reading it.
"This is really good, what is wrong with it? You only have to write another inch to meet the requirements and according to your outline you still have another three paragraphs before the end." She said.
"Which are the only ones I have nothing to write about."
"But it says here that they are about the form and reason behind your patronus. That should be the easiest part." Abby argued
"Yeah, well… I've never actually cast the patronus charm before okay." Gwen admitted.
"What are you talking about? All you have to do is…"
"You know what Abby not all of us got private lessons with Potter so for those who didn't this might be a little difficult." Gwen spat.
"No, no this is more than that, I've seen you in class before, incantations come easy to you. You are one of the few people in this school who can rival Hermione."
"And your point?" She asked.
"Maybe it's not the spell but the memory to go along with it you are having trouble with." Abby said. "Think, what is your happiest memory?" She asked.
"No idea, don't got one." Gwen said in a grouchy voice.
"Of course you do everyone has, just think, maybe a fun memory with your parents?"
"Not possible, my father was sent to Azkaban for murder when I was two and my mad mother has been at St. Mungos for the last fifteen years. I live with my drunk of an uncle who is completely oblivious to that fact that I have been living with him every summer for the past five years and full time before that."
"Oh um well good times any friends?" She asked.
"If you don't count working on homework as a great time than no."
"How about…" Abby was getting desperate now. "A boyfriend, a lover something along those lines any…"
"No." Gwen said a little too quickly. If Abby had been a dog her ears would have perked up.
"You sure." She pushed.
"Quite sure."
"Your lying, I can tell. You do have a happy memory tucked away in that soulless heart of yours… why don't you want to put it on parchment?" Abby asked.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Gwen said her cheeks glowing pink, whatever the memory was it must have been a very happy one indeed.
"A lover isn't it." Abby said.
"Shush." Gwen said looking around.
"It is… come on you can tell me I swear, Hufflepuff's honor that I wont tell anybody."
"I don't ever know you." Gwen argued.
"Sure you do, my name is Abby I am in sixth year, half blood, I love muggle young adult fiction novels and I have a cat named Chairman Meow after a fictional cat." Gwen didn't relent. "Come on." Abby begged and after thinking that she did want to tell at least one person in the world her happiest memory she decided that a Hufflepuff would be the best person to tell. So taking a deep breath she decided to tell her what had happened last summer.
"So I was just getting a coffee at a muggle shop."
"OMG, a Slytherin at a muggle coffee house I never would have believed it." She said in a mocking sarcastic voice.
"As I was saying, just getting coffee and this boy sat next to me and…"
"Was he hot?" Abby asked leaning closer. She grinned at the blush spreading across my face.
"Well you could say."
"Oh don't give me that! I can see it plain on your face."
Did the Hufflepuffs take an emotion reading class that none of us knew about?
"Okay fine, he was very good looking." Gwen relented.
"I need details!" Abby urged. Her eyes were so wide they reminded me of Pansy's owl.
"Um, he was tall athletic looking he had light brown hair that, gosh, it stuck out everywhere. When I met his I had to resist the urge to ask him if he rolled out of bed that way, but it also seemed to have this caramel tint in the sunlight. And he had these beautiful dark green eyes that I don't know, it was as if they could see strait into my soul and he had this smile, it was so quirky and adorable. " She sighed. All of the words had just come spilling out like a flood, impossible to stop.
"So what else?" Abby prompted.
"He asked me if I was new because he had never seen me around before. I told him that I went to boarding school and I never got out much when I was at home. Then, I really don't know. We just started meeting each other everyday at the coffee house, he told me about his friends and his little siblings, two sisters and three brothers. And I, I…" Gwen lost it; I just started bawling right there and then into her hands like a child. Abby came over and wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"Hey, hey its okay." She said and Gwen felt even more like a fool. What would the others say if they knew that she was loosing it in front of a Hufflepuff?
"Wait." Abby said sitting up. "He was a muggle wasn't he?" She asked, it was really less of a question and more of wanting confirmation. Gwen nodded. "Oh, my gosh! So what happened, what's wrong it sounded like you two were getting on great."
"We were, that's the problem I fell in love with him." She confessed. "He just seemed like the most amazing guy I had ever known and for once in my miserable life I felt safe. I felt loved. I felt as if I could have cast the most powerful patronus charm ever." Gwen looked over at Abby who still looked confused as to why she was crying. Taking a deep breath she finished her story.
"I told him." She said in a rushed whisper hoping nobody would hear her.
"You told him? Wow that, that must have taken guts. But why? He didn't, did he?" Abby asked but Gwen stopped her before she got to the wrong conclusion.
"No, no he didn't think of me any differently. He told me that he didn't care that we could find a way to work it out."
"So then why are you crying as though you lost the love of your life?" Abby pressed.
"I didn't loose him." Gwen said sharply. "I'm sorry."
"Hey don't worry, gosh it is a wonder you hadn't cursed anyone yet with all of this bottled up inside you. But, but something happened didn't it. He didn't break up with you so, so you broke up with him." Abby guessed and Gwen nodded. "But why."
"I can't tell you." Gwen said gathering her things. "I shouldn't have told you anything at all, okay."
"Woah, wait a minute." Abby stood up and grabbed her arm. Gwen quickly yanked it was wincing as she did. "Gwen, you can tell me I swear I won't tell anyone."
Why did she keep pushing this? Gwen thought. She stopped trying to get away, she was tired of pushing people away. After all that was how she had lost Willam. But she wasn't going to let anyone get hurt because of her selfishness. So grabbing her bag off of the table she was about to leave when she noticed Abby picking something she had dropped.
"Oh my God." Abby whispered softly. "Oh my God, Gwen I am so sorry. I didn't know. I get it oh God please forgive me if I'd have known I never would have pressed it, but I meant what I said I will keep my word." She set the note down onto the table and fixed the strap of her bag heading for the exit.
Gwen walked over to the note and picked it up. She picked it up and touched the words that William had scrawled with the green ball point pen that he always carried with him
Gwen,
I understand know why you left, at first I thought it was because I had done something wrong, that I had said something to offend you. I see know that you left to protect me and my family but I want you to know that I will always be here waiting.
At first I thought you were making up the story behind your tattoo and truth be told it was mostly because I didn't want to believe you.
The real reason I wrote this whole letter Gwen was to tell you that I love you. You are the most brave, selfless and beautiful girl I have ever met. And I don't want to loose you, I never said anything before because I was afraid that it would be too much, that I would scare you away by my declaration of love but please know that I forgive you.
Also I want to help you Gwen, when you told me the truth about who you were and what you were, all I could think was that I wanted to make those bastards pay for making you one of them. No matter what happens, no matter what they make you do I will always love you.
Forever yours,
William
A little backstory, I love the idea of Slytherins and Hufflepuffs getting along (sort of). I like the idea of Hufflepuffs giving Slytherins a chance no on else gives them, and I also like the idea of Slytherins being a little grudging about it but then opening up. I am hoping to make this a longer fic if I get good reviews on it.
Please review and have a great week!
