Here comes the second chapter! I hope there arent too many spelling mistakes in here. I would just like to remind you that english is my second language, so I'm not a master when it comes to english spelling and grammar, but please try to bear with me!

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The girl who lived

The sevent year girls dorm was quiet. Not a sound was heard, except for heavy breaths, comming from the four sleeping young women.

One of the girls, a browhaired witch with a pile of books laying beside the nightstand woke up when the sun hit her with full force in her face. She let out a groan and opened her eyes, trying to locate the sorce of the bright light. When she realized it was the sun who had woken her up, she checked her watch.

07:12

She sat up and looked around. Typical. No one was awake yet, that did not suprize her. She threw her legs over the edge of the bed and looked at her friend who was sleeping in the bed on her right side.

The black haired girl had her back turned against her, so she couldn't see her face, but she presumed her to be asleep. She got up and went over to her friends bed, carefully avoiding clothes and schoolbooks along the way.

"Hey, Tess, get up or we will miss breakfast." The girl in front of her didn't move an inch.

She sighed and grabbed the other girls blanket and therw it of.

"Hey! Stop it Mione!" She smirked when the girl opened her big green eyes and shot her a accusing look.

"Classes starts in less than an hour, and you know that you need a cup of coffie before your brain even start to work, so get up!"

The brown haired girl, Hermione, started to get dressed. She dug into her trunk and found a pair of black pants and a white shirt, that she hadn't used for a while. She threw her clothing on and started to tame her hair with a hairbrush. She gathered it all in a bun at the back of her head and threw on her black robe. She turned to her friend who sat on her bed.

"Come on now!" Tess stood and started to look after som proper clothing. All ger things was in a mess on the floor, so she started digging through it.

"Honestly, Tess, how can you live with this mess?" she picked up one of her friends defense books and some parchment.

"I'm used to it I guess." Her friend grunted and threw on a pair of baggy worn jeans and a green top. Hermione shook her head and gave ger friend a the hairbrush. " If you tried, you would be the prettiest girl in the school you know." Tess snorted.

"Good thing I'm not trying then."

Hermione didn't answer. Tess was a short pretty looking girl with long black eyelashes green eyes and pink lips. But Hermione dubted that many saw that side of the girl. What people saw was just a small thin girl with baggy clothes and unruly hair, and Tess never did anything to change that. Hermione thought that Tess knew she was rather pretty, but that the girl didn't want the attention, being the girl who lived and all that crap.

Tess brushed her hair absently and looked into the mirror before her. Pretty, bah! She didn't want to be pretty, didn't want anymore attention then she alredy got. She was the girl who lived, and the girl who defeated the dark lord and the symbol of light and all that, and she hated it. A year ago, when she defeated Voldemort, an evil bastard who had killed more people than possible, the media had been like bugs! (Haha couldn't resist) They were everywere at any time. She had been forced to stay inside Hogwarts for three months without going out a single time. No, she didn't want anymore of it.

She knew har everyone thought about her. "Thin, small gril with baggy worn clothes and no sence of style at all." The tryth was, she knew perfectly well what was proper or not, more than anyone knewm she just prefered to look like she was insignificant and unimportant.

"So, are we going?" Mione asked behind her. Tess threw the brush on the bed and threw her robes over her clothes. "Yes, lets go."

Before she followed her friend out from the dorm, she picked up her schoolbag and turned to the two other beds in the room.

"Hey, get up if you don't want to be late for potions class!" The girls sat up and looked around, confused.

"Tess, you scared us!" Lavendel complained and gave her a sour look. Tess just smiled and went down the stairs.

In the common room, Dean, Seamus, Ron and Neville joined them and they all went down to breakfast. Ron was as always the first who reached the table and started to eat like there was no tomorrow. Tess took a seat next to him, and Dean sat down on her other side, to Hermiones dismay, and she was forsed to sit between the Creevy brothets. Tess poured coffie in a cup and threw som sugar in it before she started to drink.

Meanwhile, the Slytherins had started to drop in to the hall and Tess regarded them when they took a seat at their houstable and started eating. When Malfoy and his gang came into the hall, she heard Ron speak to Seamus.

"Oh, just one year left, and then we wont see Malfoy ever again, if we don't want to."

Tess saw Zabini laughing and Malfoy looked like he was going to kill him. Weird, she thought, they never seem to dissagree in anything.

She took an apple from a bowl at the table and Dean gave her a mock punch in her ribs.

"What?"

"Did you here anythin I was telling you?" Dean said, with some amusement in his voice. "You seemed to be somewere else mate."

Tess shook her head. "I'm just tired. So, what were you saying?"

Dean told her about an article that he had read in a old number of The Prophet, reagarding one of englands most skilled seeker. She Listened with an half ear, and once in a while, she turned her look to the Slutherin table. She had noticed that Zabini was looking at her almost the whole time, and so did Nott, Crabbe Goyle and Malfoy. After that they talked about the upcomming ball, Tess wasn't going, and Dean had yet to find a date.

"What are they up to?" she said. Ron looked up and followed her gaize to the slytherins.

"Those are always plotting. I would be careful thought, they are looking rather much at you, don't you think?"

Tess nodded and stood. "I'm going, are you comming Mione?" The brownhaired looked up and shot her and smiled. "Yeah, see you later Colin, Dennis."

They headed for the doors and made it down to the dungeon. They didn't realize that someone were following them until they reached the potion classroom.

"Hey, Potter, can I talk to you?" Tess was shoocked to see Malfoy standing there, alone.

"What do you want Malfoy?" Hermione answered him.

"Not your business Granger. Potter?" Tess looked into his eyes, searching for something that could be taken as a bad omen, but she found nothing.

"Ok, one minute Malfoy, not more."

Malfoy turned around and she followed him down a corridor and into a classroom that never been used for at least a decade. "So, what do you want?"

What Malfoy said was totally unexpected. "Would you go to the ball with me?"

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