A Conversation

"I hate this you know. I hate the fact that everyone stares at you and thinks stuff up about you and speculates about you. At least you don't, at least you don't judge."

" Well of course not, I'm a horse."

" Don't sell yourself short, you're not just a horse and you know it."

" Shhh Teresa, someone is coming."

" Who?"asked Teresa.

Teresa turned around from talking with her horse. Her black hair flying in her face for the umpteenth time.

" Damn, I should have known that was coming"

"How could you know that was coming?", said the unknown footsteps

" I just know that if you turn your face into the wind, hair doesn't fly into your face, but if you have your back facing the wind, hair does fly into your face, duh! Who are you?"said Teresa in a rush of breath.

" Ohh, well I thought you knew because you were physic or something. I'm Harry Pot uh, I mean Harry Simons."

" Nice to meet you Harry Simons. What year are you in?"

" 6th, just like you."

" How did you know I was in sixth year?"asked Teresa, suddenlly suspisious of a stalker.

" Everybody knows your in sixth year, Dumbledore said it at the feast yesterday."

" Ohh yea,I knew that.So what brings you to the Hogwarts stables?"

" Trying to escape extra lessons. I hate that I have to go through all of these security measures" sighs Harry.

" And you have to go through these security measures, why?"

" Because, I am a Harry Pot uh, I mean I guess they just want me to be safe."

An akward silence followed, and I hate those so i asked, "So, what do you guys do for fun around here, at Hogwarts I mean?"

" Besides avoiding lessons you mean? Well there is the ever-popular pub, the Three Broomsticks, they just put in a nightclub with muggle music, and it's called Beats, or something like that. Both of those are in Hogsmeade. Then there's wizards chess, Quidditch tag, the occasional party in the common room, Dumbledore did say you were in Gryffindor, right"

" Yes" Teresa barley managed to get in before,

" Good, it is the best house after all. Then there are the rare, yet fun full week, and weekend,trips into Hogsmeade."

" Well, that all sounds fine and dandy, but what about shopping, or should I ask one of the girls about that?"

" Better ask the girls."

" Well okay."

An awkward silence follows, again, boy this guy seems to be the king of thoses

"Well" says Harry, breaking the stillness. " What's your horse's name?"

"Fuego. It's spanish for fire."

" Awesome"

" Yea, well, do you have a horse, maybe we can go riding some time?"

" No I don't, but I'm sure i could borrow one of the school mounts, or a thestral. My favorite one is a big stallion named, Dark Angel."

" Cool. You can see them too?"

" Yea, and of course we can go riding, my best friends hate it."

"Harry!" called a voice from somewhere outside.

"Oh no they found me, well back to the tourture formally known as school."

"Yea I have to go too."

"Come sit with me and my friends at lunch any time you want.",called Harry, running off.

"You got it!" answered Teresa

And after she was done grooming Fuego she went back to her lonely room, man did she miss her friends!

Hey, did you guys like it? Well if you did, review! "Shan't post nothing if you don't say please" If anyone can tell me where I got that and from which one I got it from, you will be sent a sneak preview of my next chappie. Adios Amigos. Or. Au revoir mes amis.