THANK YOU FOR BEING SO PATIENT WITH ME ITS BEEN SUUUUUPER BUSY WITH EVERYTHING GOING ON!
Eventually Transfiguration ended and I stomped on down to Defense Against the Dark Arts. Ugh. The class with all the stupid Gryffindors. Well except that one. Oh god I still didn't get his name, but I can't stop thinking of him. He's almost as important as my one and only true love, Voldemort! But this guy was a close second. Okay, I'm going to do it! I'm going to talk to him! Tonight! I'll find the Gryffindor portrait and ask to speak to him!
I sat down in the back of the class (Hoping that I could discretely think about my lovely lovey love) and he sits down next to me. BAM. Instaboner. I had to quietly hide my erection. I kept glancing at him nervously from the corner of my eye, but he seemed very intently focused on the lecture
Freakin Gryffindors always love this class I thought Or is he staring at that guy in front of us? Nah, he's not nearly hot enough. What's his name, Neivvelea? Always fucks up? Nah, I'm way better than that. Much better. In fact I'm so good that….
I continued my inner ego stroking for the rest of the class before heading back to our obnoxiously loud gold common room to steel my nerves.
I asked a kindly ghost for directions, and knocked on the portrait of the fat lady. It swung open and OHMYGODTHEREHEIS
I was so nervous…
"Yes?" He asked me. Oh my god his freckles were so cute.
"Um… Um… WOULD YOU LIKE TO HEAR ABOUT OUR LORD AND SAVIOR LORD VOLDEMORT?!" I shouted while materializing some sort of large book in my hand.
His nose scrunched up and he slammed the portrait in my face. Oh god he was so cute and…. DAMN IT I BLEW MY CHANCE I slapped my face with my hand.
I looked at the book in my hand. "What the fuck is a 'bible'? Whatever" I tossed the book over my shoulder and went back to my dorm to sulk.
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