This is the last chapter!
I loved writing this series and I'm sorry to see it go. Sequel? Let me know what you think.
Hannah is Forensicgeek2's amazing OC that I have the pleasure of using, Make sure to read her twin for this story!
This is in no way connected to L&L, it's actually a teaser for my new HP story The Slytherins.
Total words (Not including A/N): 454
~~Elizabeth & Hannah~~
I sigh and slump down next to Hannah at the Slytherin table.
"Did you see the new article about Potter in the prophet?" I ask and grab a slice of toast.
"Yup. 'His eyes glistened with ghosts from his past.'" She replies with a faux smile.
"I almost cried at that part. It was just so emotional." I say and laugh as she chokes with laughter, "Can you pass the kettle?"
"Sure. Pour me a cup too." She says handing me the worn black kettle.
I pour the scalding water into two tea cups before asking, "Mint?".
"Lizzie how long have we known each other?!" She asks a look of fake hurt splashed across her face.
"About four years." I sigh as I reach for two tea bags, "Sadly."
"Well great to know how much you value our friendship. But really FOUR years and I thought you would know better!" At this point she has pushed back her plate and stood up.
"So mint tea?" I ask calmly.
"Yes of course Lizzie." She replies with equal calmness and sits back down, "Always mint tea."
"I'm sorry for wanting to make sure." I reply and am about to continue when a loud wave of applause rises from the Gryffindor table.
I shift in my seat to search for the reason the bravehearted idiots started clapping and hear Hannah snort in disgust as I locate the source of joy for them.
Harry Potter.
"Ugh. I'm not trying to be a hater or anything but the idiots need to find better role models." Says Hannah picking up her tea and taking a tentative sip.
"Hey Potter miss your mummy and daddy?!" Shouts Draco a few seats down.
"Yes I spend all my time in closets crying about my dead parents!" He shouts back his voice tangled with rage and pain.
"Just wanted to clarify. Anything else you want to tell us?" He says back with his signature smirk.
"Shut up Malfoy you bloody git." Screams Ronald Weasley.
"Oi lay off Weasley. You aren't speaking to Potter anyway." I call down to the Gryffindor table.
"Lizzie don't." Warns Hannah now shoving my tea into my hands.
"Yeah Elizabeth shut up and keep your nose in your books." Says Fred Weasley from the Gryffindor table whose staring daggers at Draco.
I growl into my cup and force the hot tea down my throat.
"I hate Gryffindors." I grumble choking on my tea.
"I know but they have us to deal with so let's make them pay for it." She says a wicked glint in her eyes as she extends her arm, "Mint tea?"
"Mint tea." I say linking my arm with hers.