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We had walked halfway to the Great Hall hand in hand. When students started to come out though, we parted ways, stealing one last hug and kiss. I looked after Scorpius, as he walked the other way to the Great Hall. I felt so glad that I fell in love with Scorpius, he was so understanding, for all god knows I could have fallen in love with a complete douche-bag. I felt bad that we couldn't go public yet, but I still felt a little shy and scared. I sigh and pull my strap higher on my shoulder before starting to walk again.
As I passed through the many classes, I heard my name get called out.
"Rose!" yelled my new friend, Rachel.
"Hey," I say to her, as I drop back to allow her to catch up to me, "Where have you been?"
"I had to catch up on some work pretty early so I skipped breakfast to go to the library," she replies
"Oh, you must be hungry then," I muse to her.
"Famished," Rachel grins.
"What work did you have to finish up on anyway?" I ask her as we swerve right and past all the students walking in huddled groups.
"Well, I need to work on my Snapping Snakes for Care of Magical Creatures," Rachel said rubbing her eyes, "But I can't seemed to get the part about their relation to Crunching Crabs right."
"I can help you," I offered to Rachel, whose face lit up with relief, "I completed that essay ages ago."
"That would be great, thanks Rose!"
Just then, Albus dropped by, "Rose, your Mum is here."
I smile, Mum was the Minister of Magic, so she was supposed to come along with Marvin Higgleback, the Head of the Games Department.
Rachel's eyes sparked up, "The Hermione Granger! Oh, I want to meet her so bad."
We both looked at her sudden outburst. Al looked at her as if she was bonkers, "You are aware that we are related to her right, like closely related."
Rachel nodded, "Well, yeah. I didn't mind hanging out with you or Rose, I didn't treat you guys like celebrities because, well, that would feel weird I am guessing. But meeting the world famous Granger, now even I can't help freaking out."
Al still looked at her as if she was bonkers but, I smiled and shook my head. I understood and actually appreciated how considerate Rachel is. Most kids during first and second year would continue to gawk at us, like we were their personal museum or something, but gradually, we started to fit in, and things became as normally as ever. The few kids that didn't gawk at us were pretty nice, but now I think about it, Scorpius was the only person rude and mean to me in my years, he would never even mention about how great my family was and all of that famous stuff.
"Mum had been a bit more buoyant this summer," I mused to my friends, "Now I know why."
"That isn't the most frustrating part," Al mumbled, "Now I can't do anything out of the line without Aunt Hermione on my trail."
I laugh at that, it is definitely true. Mum would make sure that no one in her family or even outside of it would be doing anything wrong. "Why, did you have any plans for this evening," I tease him, "Snogging a girl or two."
Al snorts, "Naw, they bore me after a while." From the corner of my eye I see Rachel tense up and then relax, this may not be the best topic for her so I quickly change the topic.
"Anyone saw the Triple Turn Jab that McFlinger did."
Rachel seem ed to brighten up a bit, "Yeah, but I bet that Hero can do it twice in a row."
"Ugh," I groan, "How can I be friends with you if you are so girl-obsessed."
"I am only girl-obsessed with Hero Krum," Rachel pouted devensively, "He is good-looking, charming from what I heard, and an awesome Qudditch player. Speaking of which, I am going to try and catch him somewhere." And she quickly runs off to God knows where, I laugh a little, shaking my head after her.
Al looks after her and he frowns a little, "Aren't I good-looking, charming and a good Qudditch player too."
I look at him warily, no, he cannot be going after Rachel. "What do you mean."
Al looks at me, looking a bit like Lysander at the moment, "I dunno, erm, I think I forgot something back there."
"Al-" I start but, he had already taken flight. I silently shake my head to myself, this will definitely be a problem in the future. I shuffled the rest of the way to the Great Hall, shifting the annoying bookbag from my right side to the left, honestly, you would think all the magic around us would at least allow us to learn a few spells that would help us release weight on our books. I pass a black and few light grays clothed group huddling near the entrance way, maybe I was going to be taken the shortcut instead. Suddenly, the group starts to squeal, hopping up and down with their eyes wide. I turn and look in their direction and sure enough, Hero Krum came walking down the corridor.
Hero looked like he always does, in all the magazines, except instead of his Qudditch robes, his burgundy robes droop from his shoulders. Hero had a buffed up and tall physique, he is actually quite good-looking unlike his dad. He has light brown hair with highlights and musty blue eyes, his rigged jawline and nice nose is very much unlike his father's too. But, his scowl that seems to always be plastered on his face takes away his youthful attractiveness. Hero looks at the crowd with a slight grimace before he went on forward and even despite my distaste of him, I felt a pang of sympathy for him. Before I could even think it out or use logic, I tapped Hero on his broad shoulders. He turned around, his face changing from a show of annoyance to a surprised expression. I quickly motion my hand toward the direction of the shortcut, telling him to follow me. Hero looks at his fan group, and quickly nods his head, wasting no time following me down the empty corridor.
"Thank you," Hero grumbles to me once the squealing fades. He has a low and monotone voice, one that clearly states boredom.
"No problem," I say, keeping on a bright smile, "I am Rose Weasley."
"Yeah, I am pretty sure The Daily Prophet had done the introductions for us," Hero sighed. I looked at him a bit confused, I always thought people like him would love the popularity, "Anyway, you must know by now that I am Hero Krum."
An awkward silence seemed to settle on us as we continued to walk and I desperately search for a topic. Hero still scowled, shifting is weight from one side to another.
"Do know that our parent's had, erm, a thing for each other in Mum's fourth year," I asked, hoping to break the ice.
It worked. Hero, let out a chuckle and I pulled back slightly surprised. I had never seen him smile in all the photos ever taken of him. Sure maybe a victorious face, but even then a small scowl had stayed there. "Yes, actually I had. It just so happened that I had stumbled on some of Papa's old letters when I was young."
My eyes widen as I realize what a shock it must have been. "At first I had thought that maybe the famous Granger and Papa were having a secret correspondence. Then, pardon me for this assumption, I thought they had and affair. But then I saw the date and realized that they must have been some kind of friends back when my father was still in school."
I let out a little snort at Hero's young mistake. "Well at least you didn't act on your assumptions. I couldn't imagine what would have happened."
"Me neither," Hero says, shaking his head, still smiling, "But at least I now know that Papa loved Mum very much."
"Loved?" I ask curiously.
Hero's face suddenly turned pale and rigid, I recognized as a shield, something that Scorpius does when he feels too vulnerable and open. "Mum died when I was ten," Hero muttered.
I clap my hands over my mouth, "I am sorry, I didn't know."
"And you shouldn't have," Hero said shaking his head, "Papa didn't want the publicity to ruin the grieving of take control of the important things in my life."
I give him a hesitant sympathetic smile, unsure what to do after someone i barley knew just told me a secret about his life that most people didn't even know. "Thank you though," Hero says.
I turn to him, "It really is no problem, I saw you needed help back there."
Finally, we stopped in front of the gates. "I would like to get to know you... Rose," Hero says a bit awkwardly, "I, erm, am sorry for the hostile way I acted before. I am not really used to people not screaming up and down everytime they see me."
I feel myself swell up with pride at the compliment, "If your table ever becomes too overwhelming, you can come to the Gryffindor table."
Hero's eyes widen, "Can I sit with you today, because I rarely get a chance to eat a crumb with all those people surrounding me.
I smile and nod, walking with hopefully a new friend to the scarlet banners.
Hero is a nice character. Heads up for people groaning right now, this will not be a love triangle. There will be love mishaps, but no love triangles. Please read and review, the more reviews I get, the faster I will update- crazyforbooks101
