Chapter 15
Tongue Tied
November turned into December quickly. DA meetings were going well. I was learning so much about dark magic! Like, we covered the Impedimenta Jinx and stunning. I got all of these things right and Harry was just so amazed. I don't know how I did it, but somehow it was like I already knew everything and my wand knew what to do all the time. It was a bit freaky, but I was glad that I could do al this and do second year work on top of it. I think my goal was simple, skip a year of Hogwarts. The only problem was second year potions. I was having a bit of trouble with it, but I knew I was going to get it right, no matter what.
My days were usually spent in the library or common room doing work. When I didn't have anything to do, Katerina, Giovanna and I walked around the grounds. Sometimes we visited Professor Grubbly Plank who was the Care for Magical Creatures teacher and often when she would let us come by the see her creatures. My favorite was the unicorns that loved us. They were so cute and golden. I loved them!
Other times, we would just sit around in the dorm talking about random stuff. I found out that Katerina was majorly crushing on this Hufflepuff third year named Andrew and Giovanna actually had a crush on Ron! I laughed when she told me this, but I was okay with it. I wouldn't tell Ron anything.
On Saturday morning I was in the library looking up stuff for potions (my 2nd year work) when I couldn't reach a book.
"Shit," I muttered.
"Did I just hear a cry for help O' ye fairest maiden?" I laughed.
I spun around and it was George alright.
"Hey!" I greeted him. He got down the book.
"Here," he said passing the book to me.
"Thank you, your majesty," I replied, playing along.
As he passed the book, our hands touched and my heart started beating like crazy. Oh god, I thought, am I blushing right now?
"Karina," George started, "do you wanna-," he broke off, slowly turning red.
"What?" I asked.
"Do you wanna-," he tried again. He looked at me.
"Sorry, forgot what I was gonna say," George said, "Anyway, I gotta go. Nice seeing you," He left.
I was left standing there in a daze. What if he had lied about forgetting? If it was, then what was he gonna ask me? I didn't have any idea. I really wish I knew what he was going to say…but then again, it probably wasn't what I was hoping he would.