Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
The first month of Hogwarts passed by quickly for Aubrey.
The young red-head learned more and more each day, also becoming closer friends with Midas and greater enemies with Marina and Joyelle.
Before she knew it, it was Halloween.
Students fritted about the grounds, whispering excitedly.
Rumors that Dumbledore had hired the Gruesome Twosome for music spread throughout the student body and soon they were excitedly pouring into the Great Hall.
Aubrey ran over to the table where Midas and his two best friends, Morgan Morris and Thomas Philbrin, both fourth years and on the Gryffindor Quidditch team, as Beaters.
"Mind if I sit down?" She asked.
Thomas nodded his head and Morgan nudged Midas in the ribs, winking and making catcalls.
Midas, in response, kicked both boys under the table.
"Is something the matter?" Aubrey asked, seating herself and raising an eyebrow.
Aubrey suspected he was embarrassed by his friends actions.
Midas shook his head vigorously, though he was turning a deep red.
"Hey, can we join the party?"
Aubrey looked up to see Toni and Jessica.
It was Midas's turn to laugh and point and Thomas's and Morgan's turn to blush.
"Is there something going on we don't know about?" Toni asked Thomas, making him turn a brilliant shade of pink.
Toni just sighed and mutter, "Boys!" under her breath before piling food on her plate.
"So, where's the rest of your merry band?" Morgan asked halfway into the meal.
"Oh, we don't know. The three of us got cut off from them and decided to grace you with our highly requested presence." Jessica replied.
Conversation went on like that for a while, until all the food was gone.
By now, people were dancing to the fast beat, rock-and-roll lyrics of the Gruesome Twosome, a pair of brothers that were covered in matted hair and ugly blemishes.
Toni and Jessica went to go find the other five members of their 'Merry Band'.
Morgan and Thomas, after winking and whispering something that sounded like, "Go get em, Tiger!" scampered off into the crowd.
Midas seemed embarrassed again.
His pale skin had flushed a pretty pink and his black eyes were trained on his hands, which were unconsciously destroying his napkin.
Aubrey herself felt awkward, being left alone with her crush…Who was supposed to be her good friend.
He probably saw her as a little sister type, not the girl he wanted to take to the Yule Ball.
After a few more moments, Midas broke the silence.
"So, Aubrey, would you like-"
"Oy! Aubrey! Want to dance?"
Aubrey looked up to see the Hufflepuff Quidditch Captian, Alan Grace, smiling down at her.
"Alright! One moment!" Alan nodded and backed off.
"What were you going to say?" She asked.
Midas shook his head and tried to hide his crushed face.
"Mide, are you alright?" Aubrey asked, her face one of concern.
"No…Yes…Whatever! You just have a nice time!" He muttered before stalking off towards the Entrance, where Thomas and Morgan awaited him, looks of puzzlement on their faces.
Aubrey saw Midas's lips move and then he disappeared around the corner.
Thomas and Morgan glared at Alan before slipping around the corner themselves.
"Aubrey, are you coming?" Alan asked, his gray eyes looking slightly annoyed.
"Oh? Huh? Oh! Yes, I'm coming!" Aubrey replied, leaping up and taking Alan's arm.
Alan lead her onto the floor and the two danced away, though Aubrey's mind was far from her handsome dancing partner.
What had Midas been so upset about?
And why was he so fidgety earlier?
Aubrey sighed. Just one more question to add to the million bubbling in her head.
The first month of Hogwarts passed by quickly for Aubrey.
The young red-head learned more and more each day, also becoming closer friends with Midas and greater enemies with Marina and Joyelle.
Before she knew it, it was Halloween.
Students fritted about the grounds, whispering excitedly.
Rumors that Dumbledore had hired the Gruesome Twosome for music spread throughout the student body and soon they were excitedly pouring into the Great Hall.
Aubrey ran over to the table where Midas and his two best friends, Morgan Morris and Thomas Philbrin, both fourth years and on the Gryffindor Quidditch team, as Beaters.
"Mind if I sit down?" She asked.
Thomas nodded his head and Morgan nudged Midas in the ribs, winking and making catcalls.
Midas, in response, kicked both boys under the table.
"Is something the matter?" Aubrey asked, seating herself and raising an eyebrow.
Aubrey suspected he was embarrassed by his friends actions.
Midas shook his head vigorously, though he was turning a deep red.
"Hey, can we join the party?"
Aubrey looked up to see Toni and Jessica.
It was Midas's turn to laugh and point and Thomas's and Morgan's turn to blush.
"Is there something going on we don't know about?" Toni asked Thomas, making him turn a brilliant shade of pink.
Toni just sighed and mutter, "Boys!" under her breath before piling food on her plate.
"So, where's the rest of your merry band?" Morgan asked halfway into the meal.
"Oh, we don't know. The three of us got cut off from them and decided to grace you with our highly requested presence." Jessica replied.
Conversation went on like that for a while, until all the food was gone.
By now, people were dancing to the fast beat, rock-and-roll lyrics of the Gruesome Twosome, a pair of brothers that were covered in matted hair and ugly blemishes.
Toni and Jessica went to go find the other five members of their 'Merry Band'.
Morgan and Thomas, after winking and whispering something that sounded like, "Go get em, Tiger!" scampered off into the crowd.
Midas seemed embarrassed again.
His pale skin had flushed a pretty pink and his black eyes were trained on his hands, which were unconsciously destroying his napkin.
Aubrey herself felt awkward, being left alone with her crush…Who was supposed to be her good friend.
He probably saw her as a little sister type, not the girl he wanted to take to the Yule Ball.
After a few more moments, Midas broke the silence.
"So, Aubrey, would you like-"
"Oy! Aubrey! Want to dance?"
Aubrey looked up to see the Hufflepuff Quidditch Captian, Alan Grace, smiling down at her.
"Alright! One moment!" Alan nodded and backed off.
"What were you going to say?" She asked.
Midas shook his head and tried to hide his crushed face.
"Mide, are you alright?" Aubrey asked, her face one of concern.
"No…Yes…Whatever! You just have a nice time!" He muttered before stalking off towards the Entrance, where Thomas and Morgan awaited him, looks of puzzlement on their faces.
Aubrey saw Midas's lips move and then he disappeared around the corner.
Thomas and Morgan glared at Alan before slipping around the corner themselves.
"Aubrey, are you coming?" Alan asked, his gray eyes looking slightly annoyed.
"Oh? Huh? Oh! Yes, I'm coming!" Aubrey replied, leaping up and taking Alan's arm.
Alan lead her onto the floor and the two danced away, though Aubrey's mind was far from her handsome dancing partner.
What had Midas been so upset about?
And why was he so fidgety earlier?
Aubrey sighed. Just one more question to add to the million bubbling in her head.