I don't own Harry Potter. Another chapter of Anastasia Frells' sad life. (:
Anna's POV
Mornings always suck. I hate having to drag myself out of the bed just to see the sun blazing right into my eyes and then going to a crowded hall for breakfast seeing people stuff their faces with food AND THEN having to deal with some girl that seems to be always happy for God knows what reasons giving off goodness vibes and THEN having to go to most classes with her. But today is a SATURDAY! Oh, almost forgot that, but I'm up anyways so I went down to the half-filled hall for breakfast.
"ANNA!!" I heard someone screaming my name.
"What?" I turned around to see two red-heads with that familiar grin on their faces staring at me. "Omigawd, have you guys not irritated me enough during Christmas?!"
"Wha-?! We irritate you?! Noo, we're nothing like that sort! Can't we greet our adorable little cousin on the first Saturday of the year?" they said in unison with an innocent look on their faces, if only I could just punch those scummy faces of theirs.
"Yeah, sure. You're not the lying type either. So what do you want from me?"
"We're playing in the quidditch match later today. You coming? Harry is playing too!" Fred said.
Harry… Oh, That Harry. Some guy who supposedly survived some attack from some evil wizard so powerful everyone is afraid of him and won't even dare say his name. You-Know-Who is how he was known through the ages, feared by everyone, Harry stands out from the crowd as he is still alive after the dangerous encounter with You-Know-Who. Dramatic.
"No."
"But why?! Ron really wants you to go." George pleaded.
"Ron? Yeah right. He almost wet the floor when I offered him cookies that day." I snorted.
The twins laughed out loud and then patted my head asking me to be there before walking off towards the quidditch field. So I didn't mention that my cousins happen to be Hogwarts' Detention Most Wanted people. The Weasley twins. It didn't took me long to realize that they're actually from Hogwarts too. Life can never get worst.
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I decided against my will to go to the Quidditch match anyways. As I walked towards the stands, banners were already being held up with loud cheers from the heated crowd. Why is everyone interested in this stupid game? And I thought people in Hogwarts had more life than those in Durmstrang. Sheesh. I saw Ron, and walked towards him.
"Hey Ron."
"H-h-h-hi, A-a-a-anna."
I smiled, I liked the way Ron gets nervous around me, and it cracks me up sometimes, though this normally does not last long ever since I came to Hogwarts. Because somewhere around the corner, Mary-sue will pop out all of the sudden and purred comforting words to Ron telling him not to be afraid of me and that I am actually very nice deep inside my heart. Yeah, totally.
So she did, all of the sudden, Mary-sue came out beside me out of nowhere.
"I thought you didn't like Quidditch?"
"I still don't" I screamed as the game has already started and those people around me are screaming names as if they're cussing the hell out of them. "I was just bored."
"I know you love the people here after all." She smiled at me. I rolled my eyes at her. Doesn't she ever GET anything?!
Gryffindor won. Like that was a surprise. It's pretty obvious that the child prodigy will get the golden snitch in the end. I probably gave Mary-sue, like, a hundred over reasons why she should not follow me to the bathroom after the match, but she followed anyways. So she held my hand as we walked towards the nearest bathroom. YES, she held my hand. She and her disgustingly fair-skinned fingers just grabbed my hand and suddenly decided we should walk together like a pair of twins. I'm not saying that twins go everywhere together, but have you seen Fred and George?!
"So you did came!"
"Not for you, Oliver." I replied as he ran towards me and wiped his face with a red-and-yellow towel. The next thing I want is having some smelly and sweaty guy to come running towards me, which already happened.
"Hey Oliver. You played fantastically today. You were great, as always!" Mary sang.
"Hey, thanks, you must be Mary-Sue?"
"Omigawd, you remembered my name?" She goes all excited.
"Well, girls with a pretty face like yours have names I will never forget." He smiled and winked at her.
"Alright! Can we go now?!" I asked impatiently.
"Awww… Are you jealous, ginger?" He pouted and pinched my cheek.
"Barely." I replied and pulled Mary-Sue away.
"Why do you hate him so much? He's very nice, you know. He's the best keeper ever in Hogwarts. And many girls love him. He's like the perfect guy."
"Everyone is perfect to you, Mary."
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I'm glad that school started. Not that I like any of the classes to begin with, but HEY at least Mary-Sue can't be around me always. And I absolutely love free periods without Mary, which apparently doesn't much, I only have ONE free period a week without Mary. I'm just done with Potions class, and GOD is Prof. Snape a killer. I have to finish 4 research reports by Wednesday and 2 essays. HOW IS THAT EVEN HUMANELY POSSIBLE? Well, with us not really being humans to begin with still don't give him enough excuse to give us homework that much.
So I went to the library to get started on those reports and that is when it happened. All of the sudden, things just happened so fast, I can hardly catch my breath. I was just looking through the shelves of books that I don't normally read when Roger Davies came up to me and started glaring at my face.
"I'm sorry, is there something on my face that pissed you off that much?"
"Yes, your face." I ignored the fact that he did not answer my question correctly.
"The library is not a good place to start a fight, and I don't even know you in the first freaking place."
"And I don't know you either. Listen, I am so not interested in you, you hear me?"
"Excuse me? Do you think I am interested in you?! You must be out of your mind. Are you mentally alright? Because you just came out of nowhere and start telling me you don't like me, and if you expect me to just let it go at that, boy, you are so wrong."
"Are you trying to flirt with me?" THIS has got to be the weirdest conversation ever.
"No? Why, on Earth, would I want to flirt with you?!" I'm fuming, I'm mad, I'm all the words in the dictionary you can find about being angry, because the next thing he said was that Mary has told him that I was in need of a boyfriend and would consider him as one. And thus he got rejected by her. Then he went on scolding me for ruining his chance and all.
"Okay, I am so sorry this is happening to you, then again, I am not at all. Because for one very obvious reason is that I don't have even the slightest interest in you, let alone TELL Mary that I wanted you as my boyfriend."
"You're just saying that because I rejected you."
"AND you're just saying that because you can't accept the fact that I don't like you!"
"I know this is hard on you."
"WHAT?! Just leave me alone will you?" What is with this guy!? Is he mentally retarded or is he just a little slow? Can't the fact that I-don't-like-you-I-never-did get into his brain or something?!
"Leave her alone, Davies" A voice said from behind me. A voice with thick Scottish accent. Oliver.
"Don't butt into this, Wood."
"Why would she be interested in you when she is already engaged to me?!" My eyes widened in amazement. He swore to God he wouldn't tell anyone about the engagement because he said it will ruined his reputation and all, and here he is telling it in front of Davies and his clique that he's engaged. To me. WOAH.
"What the hell is going on?"
"There must be some confusion and misunderstandings. Come on, Darling, let's go." He replied as he grabbed my hand and walked off.
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"What the hell was that?!" I asked him when we were out of the library.
"If that's your way of saying thanks, then you're very welcome." He smiled.
"No, I meant you saying that you are my fiancé when we agreed that we won't let it out."
"Am I that bad to be with?"
"Maybe, but that's not my point."
"Well, I guess I just thought it was my duty to protect you, that's all." And he left, just like that, leaving me still stunned at the last words that came out his mouth.
All my life with Oliver has not been a really pleasant one. After we found out that we were engaged, we tried to be as far as possible from each other. It's not that we hated each other, its just that having to know you're betrothed to somebody and that your life is fixed at the age of 9 isn't something that nice to begin with. So we lived completely separate lives, until I came to Hogwarts. He started talking to me, like we're friends, and now even standing up for me. He's changed. And I-
OH SNAP OUT OF IT ANASTASIA. I so do not like him. Period. And I have to look for a certain Mary-Sue St. Clair.