The rest of the day passed by and before they knew it was time for Dinner.
Amy and Ron were chatting on their way back to the Gryffindor Tower to drop
off their bags, when somebody yelled her name.
"Ripley!"
Amy turned around and looked for the speaker. A Slytherin girl her age walked up. She had a snowy owl on her shoulder. She was smiling at her, the first Slytherin Amy had seen to do so.
"Hey! I'm Bailey, Bailey Floss. This is my owl, Krikhim," She stuck out her hand and Amy shook it. Bailey offered it to Ron, but he shook it reluctantly. He watched her closely, clearly not trusting any Slytherins. Bailey went on, " I heard you're new here. I just wanted to welcome you to Hogwarts. Oh, and between you and me, stay away from Malfoy. He's trouble."
"Yes, I've noticed," Amy said, watching with loathing as Malfoy walked by with Crabbe and Goyle. "I discovered that just this morning."
Ron stayed silent, still watching Bailey closely, as if watching a venomous snake. Amy looked at her watch.
"Oh Bailey, I'm sorry, I got to go. Don't want to be late for dinner, you know."
"Okay," said Bailey, smiling. "I'll see you around then. Bye!"
"Bye."
"She seems nice," Amy said to Ron a they approached the Fat Lady.
"I guess," Ron said. "Anoriath! But I don't trust any Slytherins, they're trouble."
Amy shrugged and put her bag in a corner of the common room, out of the way until she could do her homework. Ron put his in his dormitory. They left the common room and went back down to the Great Hall for dinner.
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"So," said Seamus, as Amy and he walked back to the Gryffindor Tower. "I heard you're trying out for Keeper?"
"Harry told you?" she asked.
"Yeah," he said. "I hope you make it."
"Thanks Seamus," She said, smiling at him. "I hope I do too."
"Anoriath!" he said, as they stopped before the Fat Lady. The portrait swung open and they entered. A lot of the people were sitting in various places around the room, playing chess, reading, and talking, but mostly doing homework. Amy grabbed her bag and was about to sit down at a table with Hermione when Seamus grabbed her arm.
"Oh no you don't. You promised you'd talk, remember?"
She nodded, defeated. "Fine."
They sat down in a corner, away from everyone else.
"What's this all about?" Amy asked, looking at him.
"I wanted to.um.to ask you about your father," he said, with hesitation. He watched her eyes harden and her cheerful smile disappear.
"No," she said simply, staring at the ground.
"Amy, I know this is a hard subject for you, and I know it hurts, but it will only hurt more if you don't let it out." He put an arm around her shoulder.
She looked to be thinking hard, a pained expression on her face, then nodded. "I know."
"Ripley!"
Amy turned around and looked for the speaker. A Slytherin girl her age walked up. She had a snowy owl on her shoulder. She was smiling at her, the first Slytherin Amy had seen to do so.
"Hey! I'm Bailey, Bailey Floss. This is my owl, Krikhim," She stuck out her hand and Amy shook it. Bailey offered it to Ron, but he shook it reluctantly. He watched her closely, clearly not trusting any Slytherins. Bailey went on, " I heard you're new here. I just wanted to welcome you to Hogwarts. Oh, and between you and me, stay away from Malfoy. He's trouble."
"Yes, I've noticed," Amy said, watching with loathing as Malfoy walked by with Crabbe and Goyle. "I discovered that just this morning."
Ron stayed silent, still watching Bailey closely, as if watching a venomous snake. Amy looked at her watch.
"Oh Bailey, I'm sorry, I got to go. Don't want to be late for dinner, you know."
"Okay," said Bailey, smiling. "I'll see you around then. Bye!"
"Bye."
"She seems nice," Amy said to Ron a they approached the Fat Lady.
"I guess," Ron said. "Anoriath! But I don't trust any Slytherins, they're trouble."
Amy shrugged and put her bag in a corner of the common room, out of the way until she could do her homework. Ron put his in his dormitory. They left the common room and went back down to the Great Hall for dinner.
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"So," said Seamus, as Amy and he walked back to the Gryffindor Tower. "I heard you're trying out for Keeper?"
"Harry told you?" she asked.
"Yeah," he said. "I hope you make it."
"Thanks Seamus," She said, smiling at him. "I hope I do too."
"Anoriath!" he said, as they stopped before the Fat Lady. The portrait swung open and they entered. A lot of the people were sitting in various places around the room, playing chess, reading, and talking, but mostly doing homework. Amy grabbed her bag and was about to sit down at a table with Hermione when Seamus grabbed her arm.
"Oh no you don't. You promised you'd talk, remember?"
She nodded, defeated. "Fine."
They sat down in a corner, away from everyone else.
"What's this all about?" Amy asked, looking at him.
"I wanted to.um.to ask you about your father," he said, with hesitation. He watched her eyes harden and her cheerful smile disappear.
"No," she said simply, staring at the ground.
"Amy, I know this is a hard subject for you, and I know it hurts, but it will only hurt more if you don't let it out." He put an arm around her shoulder.
She looked to be thinking hard, a pained expression on her face, then nodded. "I know."