Authors note: Hey guys!
Here's another short chapter for you.
Idk what to say.
I'm gonna do a dot for every second it takes me to try and find something to say. Okay so I gave up, I'm too distracted listening to a podcast and when I save this chapter it gets rid of the dots, I'll just say that it took at least twenty seconds until I gave up. I'll just end this...
The Harry Potter universe belongs to Joanne Rowling. I hope you have a good day! :)
Blake walked up the stairs to her dormitory smiling to herself; they would all know soon enough and then they'd be asking her how she knew.
She opened the door, closed it behind herself and sat down on her bed.
"Hey! How're you doing?" Parvati asked making Blake jump.
"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." Parvati rolled onto her stomach, facing Blake while lying on her bed.
"It's fine." Blake shrugged, copying the other girls actions.
"Soooo," Parvati started, "Lavender and I were talking-"
"-talking about who we like." Lavender finished, jumping up from her own bed to lie down next to Parvati.
"Okay." Blake said acting as if she didn't know where the conversation was going, "Who do you like then?"
Lavender and Parvati giggled.
"Lavender likes-" "Shut up, Pav!" Lavender said quickly.
Blake grinned, "So, who does Lavender like then?"
"She likes Ro-" "No! Don't say!" Lavender interrupted quickly, though she was smiling.
"Who do you like then Parvati?" Blake turned to the other girl.
Parvati looked thoughtful for a moment before opening her mouth, closing it and then opening it again, "Dean."
Blake's grin grew wider, "Lavender, she said who she likes so now you should say who you like."
Lavender went red but spoke anyway, "I like... Ron." She whispered the last word dramatically before sighing in relief and smiling.
Blake sniggered, "You like that idiot?"
"Hey!" Lavender threw a pillow at her.
Blake grinned, "I'm gonna tell him."
"Don't you dare!" Lavender glared at her.
Blake just shrugged innocently.
"Who do you like?" Lavender and Parvati asked at the same time.
Blake shrugged.
"What does that mean?" Lavender groaned in annoyance.
"I don't have one." Said Blake truthfully.
"Everyone has one." Parvati said matter of factly.
"Well I don't." Blake said, feeling just as annoyed as the other girls sounded.
Before she was a Weasley, when she was at school the other kids would always ask her about who she liked, she would always answer with 'I don't have one' but no one seemed to believe her, it made her angry, why wouldn't anyone listen? She had even pretended to have one just so people would leave her alone but that only led to drama. She didn't really even know how people felt when they liked another person which made it even harder to tell if she had a crush, meaning; if she actually did like someone she wouldn't know.
Blake flopped down on her bed her hands hiding her face.
Lavender and Parvati were nice but they sure were annoying.