This is the opening chapter for my Hogwarts based fiction (I'm using characters from my Pottermore and using characters based on my friends)
first fic so please don't blaze, critique and constructive criticism is happily welcomed x
…It was a long evening in the courtyard, there's only so many times you can practice you're charms homework before it gets dull and repetitive, being a 6th year wasn't the best nowadays, I'm 16 years old and my attention span isn't the most prominent, drawing and painting sustain my boredom between classes, but its just a way to get by without hexing myself for entertainment…
"You alright jack?" said Arty, one of the few Ravenclaw's I was actually a friend of, the others were kinda snobbish or I'd already kicked their ass in the duels, not a lot of students had a great deal to say when a mudblood can best them.
"Yeah I'm fine just not a lot going on at the moment is there?" she didn't understand my pessimism or boredom, she always managed to fill the time, either with studies or crafts of something that to me sounded either dull or was done too often to be fun any more.
"Well we are half way through the semester, things calm down as per usual, just pick up a hobby it's not that difficult" she said with a melancholy tone to her usually chirpy voice.
"I guess… How are you and Richie anyway?" I have to check on her every now and again, its difficult sustaining a relationship with a muggle, often there's a risk of exposure, but so far she's managed to keep it under wraps, it's just good that Hogwarts can easily pass as a boarding school considering there's a similar holiday system. Not that it's enough for her parents, although Arty and Richie have dated for a two years her parents are still a little backwards in the fact they want to continue a pureblood line, and were shocked when she got a muggle boyfriend rather than the general stereotype to meet someone while at Hogwarts.
My parents are both muggles anyway, they only know of the wizarding world because my mother's side is full of witches and wizards; it just skipped her. But with my family both sides are expectant of one another, to the extent that my dad knows of my mums past, and my grandparents like muggles.
Luckily as a single guy there's naturally no conflict relationship wise anyway, it's not I don't want one, it's that one hasn't come a long yet I guess...
"Its all good as far as I'm aware, he's been as nice to my parents while I've been gone as he can be when he's near them" she replied with, fairly calm but I could tell something was wrong still.
"That's good I guess... What aren't you telling me?" She seemed
shocked by my deduction of a problem, she let out a depressed sigh,
her eyes full and doubtful.
"Must you know me so damn well?" She retorted with hesitation, trying to bring a smile to her unusually melancholy demeanour, "He's getting suspicious..."
"How can you tell" I questioned.
"He seems off when I've spoken to him, even in his letters he is asking questions about the school and my courses, its really trivial but it seems strange, I hope I can keep it up until I can see him" she said, I could see the thoughts passing through her mind and the doubts she was having, I wanted nothing more than to help her but there was nothing I could do except help her through and comfort.
Arty had always been like a sister to me during our time at Hogwarts, she'd liked that I'd been able to come up with a decent nickname for her, Artemis is a pretty hard name to shorten without sounding like a guy, but arty suited her, with her natural artistic flare and the fact she doesn't come across overly effeminate. I'd liked the interaction with a girl, I always seemed to get along with them better, glad at this point I don't attend muggle schools, I could not handle having to interact with guys all the time in sports situations, I'm awkward anyway but being the slightly lean feminine one hasn't always panned out in my favor…
"Enough about it, it'll sort itself out eventually… Come on we have to get back to home rooms before it gets to dark" She said, helping me up from my slump I had comfortably formed on one on the many stone arches surrounding the courtyard. The area always looked so sullen and almost magic around dusk, the scent of nearby Valerian and Lavender sweetening the air crisply. Taking in the air as I walked I felt the uncontrollable urge to spin in a sense of bliss, and that's when it hit me, I'd crashed into someone…