Finally, I'm updating! Okay, so someone left a review basically saying it was ridiculous that so many of the guys were good looking. The only boys I'm depicting as truly good looking are James, Sam, Ray, Albus, and Wade Ellerby. The rest are average or not so good looking. The only reason a ton of girls like Freddie is because he's charming and funny and the funniest part of that situation is Freddie gets more attention from girls than any of the good looking guys do. The message is looks aren't everything though they do help. Freddie is doing just fine with his charisma. Disclaimer: Not mine unfortunately.
To be frank, I had no friends. I had a few people who said hello to me but no friends. Hell, I was grateful to the people that even knew my name! I looked at kids like Vic Eli, a Ravenclaw in my year, and was extremely jealous. Kids like Vic had loads of friends, so many friends that they could be picky about who they hung out with. Why were there kids who were picky about friends when I didn't have any at all?
Not only was I friendless, I was basically ignored by the student population of Hogwarts. The professors tended to not notice me also. I lived a sad and pathetic life full of wonderment about what was so wrong with me. Why didn't people like? I was never mean to anyone. Sure I was shy but did that mean there was something seriously wrong with me?
There was only one person that truly brightened my wretched existence: Sam Weasley. He was one of the few people that even acknowledged me. A few other nice people like Lacey Lawson tried but Sam was the only one I ever gave a decent shot to. Sometimes I'd even have enough guts to say hello to him back. Well…that was on a good day.
And one day he really surprised. Well, I guess I should correctly say one night he really surprised me.
I was sitting in the Gryffindor common room late one night when Sam approached me. We were the only ones up. A lot of girls fancied Sam but I had to say that I was different. Of course I admired his beautiful face but I noticed every little good thing about him. No other girl appreciated that he wasn't a stuck up arsehole though with his looks, he certainly could be. No other girl loved how he liked to sit around talking to a first year Gryffindor girl who had a crush on him sometimes. He did it out of the goodness of his heart, to make her feel wanted in any way at all by him. He was really something that Sam Weasley.
"Hey Ingrid," Sam greeted me with a warm smile. His smile made my heart beat at a pace that couldn't be healthy. His smile held so much love and kindness it was hard to imagine that any teenage boy could feel like that. It was hard to imagine any teenage boy could be so damn nice. In my mind Sam had no faults.
"Hi," I mumbled. Sam kept smiling at me which made me blush. He was so beautiful; even if he wasn't part veela he would still be beautiful. His red hair had grown over the year and fell into his eyes and it suited him. He brushed it away casually. It was the way that he did it, with such grace that made me breathe heavier. My eyes refused to stop feasting upon his appearance, fearing that if I looked away for even a single moment, he would be gone.
My mind wandered to the thought of Sam's ex girlfriend, Lisa Waldgrave. From rumors, he had gone to second base with Lisa and that killed me inside. Lisa didn't deserve him, which was obvious from the start. She just wanted a boyfriend so bad she didn't even care who it was. Lisa was gossiping jerk and I didn't like her at all. She also got around a bit too much with the boys at Hogwarts.
"What are you doing up so late?" His voice was melodic. Briefly I wondered if he was a singer because no one but a singer could have such a wonderful voice. Hell, I bet singers have uglier sounding talking voices.
I shrugged. I never was much of a talker, especially not in front of Sam Weasley, the boy of my dreams.
Sam sighed. "I know why I can't sleep." Something was puzzling him and I wanted so badly to know what it was. I wanted him to let me in but that wasn't really fair because I would never let him in.
Patiently I waited to see if he would continue. He had never really said anything but hello to me but I could tell something was really troubling him. What I couldn't figure out was why did he want to talk to me about it? He had loads of friends who wouldn't mind listening to him. Why did he want to talk to stupid Ingrid Jillian Avery?
"You know Lacey?" And it was out there. He had said it and it was probably my worst fear. What was troubling him was a girl.
Sometimes he forgot I was in his year and in the same house as him. If he had remembered he would have realized that I shared a dormitory with Lacey. Obviously if you share a room with someone you know them at least somewhat.
"Well I fancy her a lot," he continued talking. A girl, of course it was a girl that was getting to him.
My heart stopped beating. I knew he liked girls but it still hurt to hear him talking about any of them. Unless it was me he was talking about, but that would never happen. Not in a million years sadly.
"She's dating Lorenzo though."
"Lorenzo is a git," I muttered under my breath, not meaning for him to hear. But he did hear and Sam's eyebrow raised in surprised. I hardly ever spoke a word around him, the absolute most being hello. He smiled at the change. I had to speak the truth though, Lorenzo was a git who liked to tease first years because it made him feel better.
"Right you are," he agreed. "I shouldn't be telling you this though."
I looked him in the eyes. "Why not?" I knew he knew I liked him. Wow that was a confusing sentence but it made sense if you read it carefully. He had to have known, it was so obvious that I liked him. The way my eyes lingered on him for a second too long or how my expression immediately got much more pleasant when he was around. All I had to do now was wait for his response.
"Because you like me." It wasn't a question, it was a statement. He said it as kindly as he possibly could.
"Yeah but what does that mater?" My voice cracked a little from the emotion flowing through me. I realized that that was the most amount of words I had ever said to him all at one time. I was proud of myself. Maybe I was finally getting some much deserved guts. Maybe one day I'd have enough courage to be as outgoing as other people and not be the social outcast anymore. How could a Gryffindor be as spineless as me?
"That matters a lot to me Ingrid," he told me softly. His voice was like a choir of angels. "It's rude to talk about Lacey in front of you."
He was too kind which is why I liked him so damn much.
"It makes me lonely though, seeing Lacey and Lorenzo together. Did I mention it drives me crazy?" He laughed trying to brighten the mood.
"What are you going to do about it?" Slowly but surely my wall was breaking down and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I was letting Sam in.
"Maybe I'll get a girlfriend." He shrugged. "But how many girls are as cool, sexy, or rare as Lacey? Plus who else is weird enough to enjoy learning about pterodactyls?" Ah Lacey was known for her weird obsession with pterodactyls. She wanted to know everything about them and nobody had any idea as to why.
"No one I guess." Then the way Sam looked at me changed but I couldn't figure out what the difference was. "Just settle for someone not as great as Lacey and maybe she'll grow on you." And Lacey was great. She tried to be nice to me in first year but I must have scared her off. Now she gives me the occasional smile and hello. She was like Sam in a lot of ways.
"How about you?"
My face scrunched up in confusion. What in the world was he talking about? "What about me?"
"Do you want to be my girlfriend? I mean, I know this is really random and we hardly know each other but we'll get to know each other with time, right?"
"Wait…what?" Did he seriously want to date me?
"Be my girlfriend, keep me company in my lonely and dark hours," he insisted. "We'll have fun Ingrid, I promise. Don't you want to have fun?" Oh boy, did I.
"You could get anyone…why me?" I stared into his eyes, searching for the answer.
Sam smiled that beautiful smile that turned my heart into a knot. "Why not you? Plus I know you won't hurt me. You don't seem like the hurting type. I can't have another girl take advantage of me again."
"Please tell me you're not making this into a huge joke just to make me feel bad," I pleaded. "I don't think I could take that."
He looked offended. "Do you think that low of me that I would be so cruel?" He shook his head. "Come on, you like me and I need a girlfriend. It's a win-win situation."
"Not really. I don't think I'd be a very good girlfriend," I said.
"It all comes with time. Trust me, I wasn't a good boyfriend to Lisa to start with. Ray and Elden had to tell me about this book…" He shook his head, trying to erase the memories from his mind. "Anyway, the point is no one is a good boyfriend or girlfriend to begin with. It just takes time and I don't even care if you think you're the worst girlfriend in the world. You can't possibly be as annoying as Lisa was."
"You know…Sure, I'll be your girlfriend."
"Seriously?" I nodded my head and he smiled. Professionally he stuck his hand out for me to shake. I shook it and he said, "You are now Sam Weasley's girlfriend. Enjoy the exhilarating ride."
It wasn't just a dream either. The next morning I was sitting with Sam and Elden at breakfast in the Great Hall.
"Look over there." Elden nodded his head for us to look across the Great Hall. Rose and Scorpius were having a huge fight. Probably because she was super pissed that Scorpius had stolen Iria from James as Elden had recently informed me. They were standing inches apart and if Rose hadn't been yelling, I would have thought that they were going to snog at any second. Maybe the yelling wouldn't even stop them.
"Is it just my imagination or…" My voice trailed off as I looked at the two with confusion. Elden and Sam noticed my expression, looked at each other quickly, and laughed loudly. I was missing out on something definitely.
"They look like they're going to snog, right?" Elden questioned. I nodded my head with enthusiasm. "Oh no, that's normal. You'll get used to it with time. They have this love-hate relationship. Right now it's love by their blinded by 'hatred'" He air quoted the word hatred with his fingers. "They'll be in love eventually. I'm giving it a few years though. Both are stubborn mules."
I liked Elden, a lot. He was a really nice guy. Elden thought it was strange that Sam and I were suddenly going out but he still accepted me into the group of friends with open arms. I didn't know if the others would react as kindly…That theory was put to the test as Albus sat down with us with a smile. Then he noticed that he didn't know me and took a quick double glance at me, just to make sure he wasn't seeing things.
"Albus, this is Ingrid, Ingrid, this is Albus. My little cousin, meet my new girlfriend," Sam introduced us to each other. Albus looked at me with confusion. "Ingrid is in our house and in my year to elaborate."
"All right, random, but nice to meet you all the same Ingrid." Albus smiled at me warmly. Then he turned towards Sam and Elden. "Have you seen them going at it?" He looked at Scorpius and Rose. "I walked by and she was calling him a whore. It was great," he laughed. "The prat deserves it for stealing Iria from James." He shook his head and sighed. "Bloody prat is my friend too."
Sam nodded his head. I was confused. "Wait, I thought Scorpius and Rose were in love?"
"Of course they are," Albus answered. "Scorpius is also my friend and Freddie's. Well, Freddie's friend more than mine. Every Gryffindor hates him at the moment though. And we all will until he breaks up with Iria. It's not even that I want Iria back with James, it's the principle of the matter."
"Are you guys mad at Iria?"
Elden looked at me and nodded his head. "Oh yeah, we're furious. We're more furious at Scorpius though because of the house rivalry and all. How did you not know about our hatred towards him before today?"
I shrugged. I didn't want to admit that I was a total loser and no one seemed to inform me when Gryffindors were going to suddenly start hating someone.
"Iria hit on my brother Mark before," Elden told us three. "He's a year ahead of her and they're in the same house. She was ALL over him. It was kind of gross according to him. Especially since he was dating Sienna Thrussell at the time. She's Samantha Thrussell's sister and a year older than us. I am not a big fan of Samantha but Sienna is pretty nice."
"How many guys has Iria dated?" Albus asked in wonderment.
Sam laughed. "A lot little cousin. And the list won't be stopping anytime. She's a nice girl but she's kind of…"
"Slutty?" I offered the word.
"That's exactly what I was going for. Nice girl, can't really keep her hands to herself though. Quite a shame actually."
