by Broom
She sat there.
Leaning against the wall, all alone with her books and her knapsack.
Reading, of course. The two guards of hers were nowhere to be seen.
I had to move. I had to. I slowly walked across the grassy ground, making my way to the brown-haired girl.
She didn't flinch. I kneeled closer. She was sitting on a blanket, cross-legged. I was so tempted to take a peek down her skirt.
But I didn't. I whispered her name. "Mudblood." My name for her.
She didn't flinch. I decided to harass her, piss her off. My pale hand went to her brown locks of hair, tucking it behind her ear.
"Granger." I said sternly.
She didn't flinch again, but looked up at my eyes from her book. Brown to gray. It scared me so much, she saw everything inside of me. I don't know how I knew but I did.
I saw her too.
I got up and ran. I ran away from the grassy green area, back to the common room.
She never flinched.
She sat there.
Leaning against the wall, all alone with her books and her knapsack.
Reading, of course. The two guards of hers were nowhere to be seen.
I had to move. I had to. I slowly walked across the grassy ground, making my way to the brown-haired girl.
She didn't flinch. I kneeled closer. She was sitting on a blanket, cross-legged. I was so tempted to take a peek down her skirt.
But I didn't. I whispered her name. "Mudblood." My name for her.
She didn't flinch. I decided to harass her, piss her off. My pale hand went to her brown locks of hair, tucking it behind her ear.
"Granger." I said sternly.
She didn't flinch again, but looked up at my eyes from her book. Brown to gray. It scared me so much, she saw everything inside of me. I don't know how I knew but I did.
I saw her too.
I got up and ran. I ran away from the grassy green area, back to the common room.
She never flinched.