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Yay time skip because, well, I'm lazy!

~Time skip to second year~

Second year. Oh brother.

I brushed my brown hair for the millionth time and adjusted my robes. I looked in the mirror and observed my posture, my readiness, and my emotion. They all looked good, so I got my things and dashed out of the bathroom to the Hogwarts train. As always, I was right on time. As I was about to step in the train, I saw a running figure appear. I felt my face split into a grin as the out of breath boy heaved his stuff onto the train and glared at me playfully. I rolled my eyes as we squeezed into the last compartment to the place we always sat, the right seat. Next to me sat Teri, and of course, in front of me Tom.

My eyes wandered away, anywhere but his eyes. When I got lost in the scenery, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around, and there sat a boy with white-blond hair and pale, sharp features. He looked familiar somehow, but I couldn't place my finger on it. The boy held out his hand, and said, "Brutus Malfoy." I refrained from rolling my eyes. Of course, the Malfoy family. I shook Brutus' hand anyway, saying, "Aria, Aria Taylor." I did notice that he shook my hand for quite a bit longer than usual. I hadn't realized that Tom had stood up and was behind me, but his voice said, "Hello, Brutus. How…nice to see you again." His voice was hostile and made Brutus take an involuntary step back.

"Oh, hi, Tom," he replied, his voice high with forced casualty. "I see that she is your girlfriend?"

Despite me despising the Malfoy family, I felt a twinge of pity for Brutus. Wrong thing to say.

Tom pulled out his wand, but I pulled out my wand first and said, "Accio Wand!" Tom's wand flew into my hand.

"Now, you sit down," I said to Tom. He sat down, glaring daggers—no—lasers at Brutus. I gave him his wand back as I sat down. "It was nice meeting you, Brutus," I said with forced sweetness as Brutus backed away.

"Seems like you gave him a lesson," I joked. Tom harrumphed, but smiled a little.

Time skip again to Quidditch! Yay!

As Madame Hooch instructed us how to fly a broom, I was only half listening. I knew everything about Quidditch, but managed to look alert and pretend to listen to what she was saying. As Madame Hooch's whistle blew, I flew and zoomed around everyone who was still trying to make their broom levitate. Tom's carefree face was next to me. "Fun, huh?" he asked.

"Yeah," I replied. Tom snickered and I coughed a weak attempt to hide a laugh as Brutus fell off his broom. "A very nice Quidditch player you will be," Tom whispered to Brutus, his voice dripping sarcasm.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaannd I'm going to end it here! Sorry if the chapter is so short!

Enjoy, Peeps!

-Colleen