(A/N) I got tired of writing two copies of everything, so I am writing this chapter off the top of my head. Don't expect anything amazing! I also really don't feel like writing right now, but I am doing this for all you guys who read this and want another chapter. Sorry if the next chapter doesn't come for awhile, I'm really busy with school and out of school stuff.
Disclaimers: I don't own Harry Potter. Give me a break.
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Their footsteps echoed off the walls of the main corridors as Autumn and Hagrid walked along, all the way Hagrid showing her where her classes were and other main places in Hogwarts, such as Pomfrey's Hospital Wing. After they had been walking everywhere that Autumn thought that they could possibly walk to, Hagrid took her outside around the side of the castle.
"An' this," He said. "Is wher' weh play a lil' game call'd Quidditch." Autumn's eyes opened wide. 'So this is what a real Quidditch pitch looks like' She thought. It was simply amazing, just like out of one of the wizarding books that she had brought, with the high hoops and the tall towers, it was magnificent. "Don' think tha' y'all be playin'… don' seem like the type." Autumn nodded.
"It's a bit… violent, for me." She said, making Hagrid think that there was no way that this girl would ever go around chasing different colored balls fifty feet up on a broomstick. She said this, all the while thinking of her Nimbus Elite up in her dorm, and how much she would like to get it out there sometime at dark. Nobody needed to know that she knew how to play Quidditch and that she could fly a broomstick remarkably.
"Well, classes shoul' be ov'r now… Migh' wan' to ge' back te yer comm'n room." Hagrid replied, shuffling on the spot. "I go' m'self some magical creatures te be takin' care o'. Come 'n visit sometim' if ye wan'." Autumn smiled and said a quick thank you, then headed back into the castle, suddenly knowing where every door lead and where every staircase would take her to. Just as she passed Snape's Potions classroom, Draco Malfoy popped out right in front of her. Not looking where she was going, she ran smack-dab into him.
"Bloody hell." She said, brushing herself off on the floor. Draco's hand outstretched towards her and she looked up, smiling politely toward him. "I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going and I-…" She took his hand and was surprised at how strong he was as he pulled her up. She flipped her loose hair out of her face. "I was just thinking and I didn't notice that-…"
"Hey, it's alright." Draco said. "Wouldn't have been so lucky though if you happened to be Granger." He grinned. "Autumn, right?" She nodded.
"Draco?"
"Yeah, that's me alright. The sexy Slytherin himself." He spoke, cunningly. 'I've got this one in the bag.' He thought. 'She's alright looking, but kind of dumb.' Autumn giggled a bit, taking her gaze off of him shyly.
"Well," She muttered, very quietly and timidly. "I should probably be getting back to my common room, I see that classes are all over. Maybe I will see you at dinner." Draco half-smiled and walked off in the other direction as she headed off toward Gryffindor Tower, thinking about how much dumb luck she had.
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Just as she walked in, she was verbally attacked by Hermione and Ginny, asking about everything. She held up both her hands in a surrendering pose, then walked about to the couches and sat, motioning for them to sit also.
"So, where've you been?" Ginny asked, curiously.
"Hagrid was showing me around the grounds, just so that I would know where all my classes are come Monday." Autumn replied. "I was just coming up here when I ran into Draco. Literally." Ginny laughed, automatically getting what had happened, and Autumn let her explain it to Hermione who laughed afterwards. She was the only one who knew that Autumn fancied Draco a bit.
"Dinner should be soon." Hermione said, changing the subject before Ginny could ask any more questions, and so that Autumn wouldn't let it slip that she maybe had a thing going for Draco. "I'm going to go study a bit more about that Crippling Curse before we go down."
"I think that I will join you." Autumn added. "I have a couple things that I would like to look up. Do you know anything about wands emitting red sparkles when you pick them up?" Hermione looked at her as if she were mad. "Never mind." She said, waving it off. "I'll be up, I have a bit of reading to do before Monday comes." Ginny sulked a bit; she wasn't into the whole reading thing. Just then, Seamus Finnigan came down from the boy's dormitories and she conned him into playing against her in Wizard's Chess, hoping that he wouldn't use his wand and wouldn't blow anything up. Hermione and Autumn walked together up the staircase.
"Did you really run into Draco?" Hermione asked, with a large grin on her face. Autumn laughed, tucking a loose strand from her ponytail behind her ear. "So you weren't joking?" Hermione said, knowing that the answer was obviously yes. She let it be. "I must get my 'Moste Potente Potions' book back from Ron, he seemed to have spilled some type of potion all over his, ate itself, it did." Autumn grinned.
"Sounds like Ron." She replied as they stopped at the boy's dorms.
"Ran into Draco, did you?" Harry asked, opening the door just as Hermione went to reach for the door latch. "Purposely, or not?" He asked, a diverse, non-Harry hint in his voice.
"Come on Harry, you know she didn't mean it." Hermione replied. "Now, I need to get my book from Ron, do you have any clue as to where he might have put it?"
"Hermione. She's not dead and as far as we know, Malfoy doesn't have a hit out on her. Something's up."
"You know Harry, I'm right here. You can just ask me. It's not like he, or anyone is having a huge effect on me or anything." Autumn piped up, staring him in the eyes. Somehow, her stare always made the ones she was staring at look away. 'Must be the tigerstripes. Bewitched, I think.' Harry's mind said.
"As for you," He spoke, staring her back; his voice different from it's usual calm. "The only thing that you've had an effect on so far, is my reflexes." He threw the 'Moste Potente Potions' book into Hermione's arms and slammed the door. He turned around and slunk his back down the door until he was sitting on the rug. What had just happened to him? He placed his pale, uncolored face in his hands. Why did this girl hate him so, and why was he always so nervous around her?
Outside the door, Hermione and Autumn stood, staring at the wooden door that had just closed in their faces. They had one question on their minds. What's wrong with Harry? Hermione was the first to turn to speak.
"I think I'm going to head down to dinner now."
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What's up with Harry and what will happen after dinner? R/R PLZ!! I need some ideas!!
