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CHAPTER TWO
Paige was sitting in the Great Hall for lunch, still astonded by what she heard in her weird vision. She didn't understand why he-who-must-not-be-named would want anything to do with her. Harry Potter was one thing, he got the best of he-who-must-not-be-named, on several occassions it was said often. But why her. She didn't understand. And she still didn't understand why she felt as if someone else was there with her. She just couldn't think about it anymore, and stared at the food on her plate, attempting to eat something.
Harry was sitting with Hermione and Ron in their usual spot at their table. Harry felt the war was coming, more sooner than one would like to have thought. But he also knew that he was the one who had to rid the world of Voldemort. One of them had to die, and Harry would rather himself die than to see Voldemort take over. He still never forgot that day in Dumbledores office, back in his fifth year. Hearing the prophecy out of the memory pensive. But something never felt right about that prophecy, since that day. It was like something was missing, more than just a small part, but a vital part of information. Harry looked around the room, only to land his eyes on Paige, but she looked disturbed. He still wanted to head to Dumbledores office to talk to him about his latest vision. He still hadn't broke down enough to tell Ron and Hermione about the prophecy yet. He didn't want to risk anything in their friendship. He wanted everything to go normal. Well, as normal as it normally came.
Paige got up and started to head to the next class, which was transfiguration. She had always enjoyed this class, being very good in both transfiguration and charms. She sat down near the front of the class, awaiting the class to start. Surprisingly, when Hermione came and sat down infront of her, Harry and Ron followed and sat down next to her. She couldn't help but notice that when Harry was talking to Hermione, that he sometimes stole a look at her. She couldn't help but blush slightly. Class started and it went by rather smoothly.
Harry couldn't help but wonder about the mysteries of the Beauxbaton girl named Paige. She was a beautiful girl, often wearing her shoulder-length black hair tied back at the nape of her neck. He noticed one time looking at her that her eyes were the same emerald green as his. He noticed that she was slightly blushing after he noticed that.
'Merlin, I wonder if Malfoy is right, maybe she might have Veela in her,' he thought to himself.
'Merlin, I wonder if Malfoy is right, maybe she might have Veela in her.' Those words startled her out of the small trance she was in, concentrating on her work. Where did that voice come from? She took a quick glance around the room, and her eyes finally landed on Harry, who was working on his work. She shrugged it off, figuring it might have just been a part of her somewhat overworked imagination. After she had perfectly transfigured the kitten she was working on into a beautiful lioness, she changed it back into a kitten and proceeded in petting the little one. It reminded her of her own cat, Minuit. She must be off chasing some of the mice in the dungeons. She often seen her during the day heading down that way. But she always came back to sleep with her at night.
After class, Harry followed his best friends down to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. This was by far Harry's favorite class, more considerately because Professor Lupin was back. Harry's guess was that they found a good potion that worked better than the wolfsbane potion he used to take. He had barely any scars on him. The class went by rather well. Professor Lupin just gave them a pop quiz on all the creatures that they had studied and how to handle them. After the test was done, they just read two chapters in their textbook. A pretty easy day they had today. Harry was glad that the only homework that they had gotten was just the potions essay.
Paige sat in the DADA class astonded. At her school, they were farther ahead than what this class had been through already. Though, she did hear that the imfamous Harry Potter could do more than what was taught here at the school. But, she throughly enjoyed the class. Professor Lupin seemed like a good teacher.
After the class was over, everyone headed down to the Great Hall for dinner. Paige was still amazed at how the food would just appear on the table, and then vanished at the end. She completely forgot about the incident from earlier that day. But then she was startled when she felt a tap on her shoulder.
"Hello there, my name is Draco Malfoy. What's your name?"
She shivered at the thought that the blonde prat was talking to her.
"I'm Paige," she said meekly, hoping he would get the message and leave. Obviously, he didn't/
"Well Paige, I was wondering if you would like to accompany me to Hogsmeade this weekend. Its supposed to be really nice out, and I would like to take you out to lunch."
Paige looked at him and laughed. She couldn't help it. It was almost too easy.
"I'm sorry, but the answer is no. And don't you dare think of trying to hurt me or get back at me for saying no either. I know all about you and your little games. I think you're an immature little brat, so I suggest getting out of my face before I transfigure it to be better looking for some people."
Draco's mouth turned instantly into an angry scowl and stomped off back to his own table. Everyone who heard the conversation was laughing at it, and it wasn't too long before the whole school knew.
"Harry, did you hear about what the Beauxbaton girl said to Malfoy?"
Harry looked up and saw Neville looking at him. They had all returned to their common room.
"No, I didn't. What happened?"
"Well, I think they said her name was Paige. Well, apparantly Malfoy tried to ask her out, and she completely turned him down. And on top of that, she threatened him by saying she'd pretty much hex him if he tried to do something to her because of it. It was a hilarious sight from what I was told by Ginny."
Harry, Hermione, and Ron couldn't help but bust out laughing because of it. The thought of Malfoy getting turned down by, well, anyone was just hilarious. Neville laughed a little with them, then headed off to bed. Little by little, it was only the "golden trio" as they were so often called, left in the common room.
"I have something that I need to tell you guys, but please don't intterupt me or get mad at me either."
Hermione and Ron just looked at him blankly, wondering what Harry wanted to tell them.
"Back in fifth year, I did hear that prophecy. Dumbledore had once heard it, long ago, and kept the memory in his pensive. Well, it said that when the final war comes, either me or Voldemort will die. Only one of us can live in the end. And I want you two to know that you two are my best friends, and no matter what happens with me, I wanted to well, thank you for being there."
Hermione and Ron looked at Harry, and then Hermione jumped on Harry and gave him a hug.
"Don't worry Harry, we all beleive in you. We'll fight with you until the end. If he wants to take you, he'll have to take us too," Ron said, with Hermione nodding in agreement.
Harry smiled, glad to know he had such great friends. Though he would rather not risk their lives, he was glad all the same that they wanted to fight with him.
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