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So today is quidditch day, and I'm getting ready. Helena helped me pick a nice piece of clothe. She is so nice, I wish we could be closer, but she just spends too much time with some girls from hufflepuff. Well, I guess the same thing could be said about me and my family.
I'm late, actually. And part of that is for being in bed late 'cause of the patrol, and part is because I just couldn't sleep. His words kept repeating in my head, and I couldn't get that smile out of my mind. "I don't hate you too", said his grave voice all night. For Merlin, what did that even mean? I would love to think that he likes me, but I don't think it's safe to do that. To be honest, nothing about him seems safe. And the worst of all, part of me loves it.
What was wrong with me?
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I don't really enjoy watching quidditch, I'd rather play it. But for fun, though, not officially. But half the gryffindor's team is family, so we always watch it. James and Hugo are the beaters, and Al is the team's seeker. For Hugo and James, I wouldn't need to come every time, but I do for Al. He always says it's different when we knows I'm there for him. I think it's sweet. And there's nothing really fun to do on a match day, so, yeah, I always come. And it's a opportunity to spend some time with Lily too. Well, with the whole family, actually, since we always end up hanging out in the common room afterwards, like we are doing now.
Today's game was against slytherin, and I don't even have to mention what was I eagering for, right? But I didn't meet him. Actually, I don't think he attends the matches. Maybe he doesn't like quidditch.
Anyway, we lost. Albus did catch the snitch, but slytherin had scored more anyway.
"What you expected me to do?",Al almost cried to James.
"To wait! If we had made only two goals more, we could've won!",James shouted.
"Do you even know how quidditch works?"
"Yeah, you score, you try to injure the other team, you catch the snitch. It's no mystery at all, Albus!"
Albus rolled his eyes before he said:
"James, for the last time! Their seeker had already spotted the snitch! I couldn't let him just get it! If you were doing your job right, you would've sent the bludger right in his arm!"
" You don't get to tell me how I play my game!" James was seriously angry.
"So you don't get to tell me how I play mine!" Al shouted too.
"Ok, let's stop it, you guys! You did your best out there today, this just wasn't our day, ok?" This is my brother, getting between them both, and calming them down. Surprisingly, Hugo was pretty good at doing this.
They both calmed down, specially when Hugo and Lily threatened to write aunt Ginny, describing the match and asking for a verdict. She is, naturally, the highest quidditch authority in the family, so nobody likes to be judged by her. It's kind of intimidating. Kind of a lot.
Bottom line, they seated again, and we could finally engage in a fun conversation.
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I was coming back from the owlery, to reply a letter my father sent me a week ago. I figured he had waited long enough.
He was trying hard to excel in parenting after my mother died a couple years ago, but I still didn't feel like he deserved an immediate reply to his letters.
I went right to the monitors room, to check the duo's list for the next night patrols. I wouldn't be with her for a couple months, and I just can't wait that much; I need to make my move.
I made sure none was watching, and changed the names with my wand. There it was; we'd be together again this tuesday.
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During dinner, our gazes met several times. It is so funny that she just can't hold it. She is, truly, shy. But she kept looking at me like she couldn't help, so I don't think it's gonna be hard kissing her.
"Malfoy, we need to talk.", said an elegant, blond, pretty girl who sat in front of me.
"About what, Stinson?"
"You owe me a date."
I couldn't help but laughing a little, before saying:
"Yeah? Why is that so?"
"Because we are both gorgeous", she said shrugging as she flipped her long, straight hair.
"True. I promise you I'll think about it." I said as I smiled.
"Well, it'll be your loss. You know we're great together". In my bed, not in Hogsmeade, I wanted to add.
She winked at me and went away, making all heads at our table turn, first to her, and then to me. Ariana Stinson is half a veela and we woke up together naked after some party where we drank too much.. She would occasionally talk to me, usually when she fought with her boyfriend.
When I looked back at Weasley, she was visibly upset. Her eyes completely gave her away. I lifted one eyebrow and made a soundless "what" to her. She just pretended she didn't see it and looked away.
I can't wait until tuesday.