Author's Note: Due to the fact that all the characters are submitted, some of the ages might be distorted, but I hope that doesn't hinder you reading this fanfic… Sorry!
The Art of Snogging
-Lily Luna Potter; Sixth Year
"Hey Lorcan," I said, embracing him tenderly.
"Hi Lils, how have you been?" he replied casually, kissing the top of my Weasley red head.
Truthfully? I'd been worse, but I wasn't going to tell him that. "I'm doing better. How are you doing yourself?"
He smiled broadly. I'm doing great. Do you want to go study?"
I dropped my jaw, staring openmouthed at him in shock. "Study?"
"Er, yeah."
"Lorcan, you are such a Ravenclaw! It's the summer! You don't study during the summer!"
"I do."
"Well, unless you want to study the art of snogging," I began, meeting his disapproving gaze. Lorcan is so cautious and careful. He's responsible, which is good for my parents, but it horrible for me. He refuses to kiss me except for quick pecks on the cheek or kisses on the top of the head.
"Lily…" he began warningly.
"I know, I know," I said, rolling my eyes a bit. He just looked at me in silence, carefully studying my face. "So… what do you want to do?"
"Let's go searching for Crumple-Horned Snorkack," he suggested, as if this was a completely normal activity to do on a lovely Wednesday morning.
"Sure," I said. "Let's go."
Hopeful Messages
-Adeline (Adi) Weasley; Fifth Year Slytherin
I focused on my painting, noticing a microscopic smudge. I carefully fixed it, then looked into the beautiful blue eyes I had painted. The dirty blond hair fell into them exactly right and it seemed like I had captured him perfectly. I stood back to admire my work, and smiled at the hours I had put into this single canvas. I moved it with the others.
An owl tapped at the window. I gracefully walked over to my window, and quickly untied the letter.
Dear Adi,
How have you been? I haven't talked to you in, you know, three hours. Anyway, I need your help with something. You know the Back-To-School Ball? Wait… hold on. I didn't tell you that. I'm not even supposed to know. First, let me explain. This year, Hogwarts is going to try something new. They are going to add social events throughout the year for the students to bond. It's not like we don't bond enough seeing each other every hour of every day, sharing dorms, and in the same classes with the majority of the same people. Okay- rant over. Continuing on, now you know about the Back-To-School Ball. The thing is, dates are encouraged. I was wondering if… you know…
My heart was racing. Was it actually possible that Lysander could be asking me to the ball? Lysander was a beauty with dirty blond hair and electric blue eyes. He's my best friend and I've been in love with him since last year. I continued reading eagerly.
Help me to get Victoire to go with me. I have told you that I really like her, right? The problem is, she is dating Teddy. So, here's the plan. You get Teddy to leave Victoire, go with you, and leaving Victoire for me. Are you game?
-Lysander
I felt a lone tear fall down my cheek as I wrote a quick reply, in scribbled handwriting.
Ly,
I've been good. Well, mostly. But I don't really want to talk about it. Is it mandatory attendance for the Back-To-School Ball, or optional? I'd be game, but there is one problem… I kind of want to go with someone else. You understand, right? And… I just couldn't go with Teddy. You're my best friend Ly, but another close friend is in love with Teddy. I couldn't do that to her.
~Adi
I sent it off, then waited impatiently while staring at my painting of Lysander. I can't believe he couldn't figure it out. The owl came back quickly, for Lysander only lives a few blocks over.
Adi,
Obviously something is wrong. I know you well enough Adi- something is wrong. The ball is mandatory, but dates are optional. Who do you want to go with? Who is in love with Teddy?
-Ly
I scribbled a short reply.
Ly,
I'm fine- really. It doesn't matter who I want to go with, because it's not going to happen. Just hopeful thinking. I can't tell you- I'm sworn to secrecy. I'm so sorry Ly.
~Adi
A tear blurred the ink on the word Adi. I gave my letter to the owl and broke down in tears. If only he knew…
