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Chapter 1: The Past Hurts


Lucy sighed. She hated this. Everytime she went into a classroom. Everytime she ate a meal. Everytime she went to her dorm. She saw him.... them.

She glanced over at the loudest table in the class. It was Lupin's DADA class, and Lupin hadn't entered yet.

Harry and Ron were making the most of the time, by snogging with their appropriate girlfriends. Harry was slobbering all over Cho, and Ron was wildly kissing Cho's friend, Isabelle.

"Sucks, doesn't it?" Lucy snapped back to reality, and turned around to look at Hermione, the other best friend the two boys had ditched.

"Yea... but it's life. They moved on, so have I. You should too." Lucy replied coolly, pretending to nonchalantly look at her perfect french manicure.

Hermione snickered and shot back, "You still like him. I know you do."

Lucy immediately looked up, and glared at Hermione, "Well. What about you and Ron? I thought you too were getting pretty friendly.... or was it just your fantasy?"

Hermione grimaced and clenched her teeth. "Ok. We're even."

Triumphantly, Lucy returned her attention to her nails. "I thought so."

RING RING!

The bell rang, and Lupin came in right on time.

"Ok class. Today we'll be learning how to...." Lupin stopped.

Kissing and sucking noises were heard. Apparently, the start of class didn't stop the two boys from making out with their girls of the week.

"Ahem!" Lupin cleared his throat.

Sheepishly, Ron stopped his activity, and sat down properly. Harry however, merely glanced over at Lupin disinterestedly and drawled.

"Do you mind?"

"Excuse me?" Lupin was apparently shocked.

"You heard me. God. Just because your social life is nil... doesn't mean mine is."

"Mr. Potter, please leave this class until you think you are ready to return with some respect for your teacher." Ordered Lupin, pointing at the door.

"Alright, alright. Keep your hair on." Harry sat down.

There was a tension-filled silence, and then Lupin continued with the lessons.

When the class ended, Lucy had counted at least 30 interruptions. 10 Ron, 20 Harry.


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