DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter, only my character and my ideas!
I tried to make this like the book, but I lost it and so now I have to go with the movie! Which is very upsetting! Oh, well! Here we go . . .
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The next morning I was sitting down at the Gryffindor table, eating my breakfast and trying to read the Daily Prophet that was in my hands. I officially got no sleep the previous night because of a certain someone. He had been on my mind all night and that does not make for good sleeping material. When your mind is churning and your senses are heightened because of something that just happened, you cannot fall asleep. I figured that out last night. Thank you, Liam Burke!
"Morning," Liam said in that ridiculously cheery voice that always seem to escape from his adorable Irish mouth. And yes, I just called him adorable. Do I care? Not really! But I just continued to eat my toast, trying to block him out of my mind. "Ah, the silent treatment. You know that never works, right?"
"Can you just leave me alone?" I hissed, slamming my paper down and glaring at him. "I am not supposed to talk to you!"
"Do you always do what you're supposed to or do you sometimes blow that off?" he asked, a smile tugging his lips up and his gorgeous green eyes twinkling at me. "Because you don't seem like the type of person that does what she's supposed to."
"Well, that's just great! I'm glad you know me after just one day!" I snapped, getting up from the table and throwing my paper at him. "And next time, I suggest not doing anything that you'll regret! No guy kisses me without getting hurt!" Liam just stared at me, his fork inches from his mouth, completely forgotten. I glared at him, walking over to the Slytherin table. "And don't talk to me again!" I called over my shoulder, without turning around.
I sat down heavily, putting my head in my hands and rubbing my temples where the headache was starting to set in. I looked over at Draco who was smirking down at me. I rolled my eyes but didn't do anything to stop him. He was allowed to do whatever he wanted, I was supposed to be feeling horrible. I had just broken up with Theodore and obviously he was cut up about it. What would people say if they thought I didn't regret?
"You're mumbling to yourself," Draco laughed, pulling my head up. "People are going to start to think that you're completely mental."
"I don't care. They can think whatever they want," I grumbled, my voice muffled because of my hands. Draco just laughed. "I am so sick of the Gryffindors! Like, can I please go back home? Today?" Blaise chuckled at that statement while Parkinson just looked on, obviously trying very hard not to laugh.
"No you don't. You would miss that random guy too much," Blaise snickered, putting his fork in his mouth. "Who is he anyway? You were talking to him yesterday and again today. Something we should know about?" I groaned rolled my eyes and hit him on the shoulder. "Ow! What was that for?"
"For being an idiot!" I said harshly, sticking my tongue out at him. "And no. There is nothing going on. He's just . . . an annoying Gryffindor. Exactly like the rest of them as it turns out." Draco nodded skeptically, but he nodded all the same. "Anyway, I just came over here to say good morning. I have to get to Defense Against the Dark Arts. By the way, have you guys had Moody yet?"
"Nope. He's later on today," Blaise said quickly, checking his schedule. I nodded and got up from the table, waving to them as I walked away. Maybe Liam wasn't rubbing of on me.
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I was sitting down in Moody's class, bored out of my mind because all the Gryffindor's could do was talk and gossip and not include any important people in their discussions. Not that I wanted to be included, it just would be nice every once in a while. You know, to have people want to talk to me. And not just the creepy Gryffindor that was half-stalking me now. But then again, if people did start to talk to me, then I would kind of like it here and that definitely was not allowed!
"Miss Malfoy! Head up and pay attention when I am talking!" Moody growled, throwing a piece of chalk at me. I jumped and rubbed my eyes, much to the enjoyment of my House-mates. "You too, Miss Brown! Pay attention when I talk!" I turned around and saw Brown shoving that chart that we were supposed to make for Trelawney under her desk. "Now, who knows what the three Unforgivable Curses are? Just give me one, mind you!"
A few tentative hands reached for the sky, including mine, Weasley's and Granger's. I rolled my eyes when I saw theirs and put mine down, knowing that I wouldn't be called because I already made Moody pissed at me. Wow, what a little quitter I am right? But hey, I wouldn't be where I am today if I didn't quit sometimes! And don't even pretend that you have never quit anything before either!
"All right! Weasley! What's one of the curses?" Moody growled, his grotesque face coming closer to Weasley's face.
"Well, my Dad told me about one," Weasley stammered, his brown eyes looking at the floor and then back up again. "The Imperius Curse."
"Yes," Moody grunted, glaring at all of us. He dug around in the jar of spiders in front of him and pulled out a little one. "This will need to be a little bigger to give you all the effect. Engorgio. Imperio." He made the spider larger and made the spider do a little jig around the room and land on the classes faces.
This went on for a little while until we gave him the rest of the curses, much to our chagrin. Unfortunately, I was not paying attention for any of it and was probably going to get bad marks. But that was okay. It's not like anyone played attention to me anyway.