I had no trouble at this school, girls galore and pretty ones at that. I had my eye on a couple, but I'd tease them for a while. I was "too-hot-to-handle" just quite yet for these girls. Maybe some of the older girls would be interested, but as a first year, they would probably judge me quite harshly, but whatever, their loss.
I smiled as I walked down the hall, high-fiving a few of my buds. I wished I could have stayed back in the commons and play the piano, but Herbology was a must, I guess. School was important for my parents, but to me music and having fun were important.
I turned the corner and sighed, there was only one other person in the hallway now. Choula Foxx. We had been enemies since as long as I could remember. I used to make fun of her a lot. She had turned out quite pretty though; kind of tall with long, brown hair. In the right light some of it turned gold. Her eyes were like coal and they seemed to suck you in.
I gulped and looked away, I could let her see me staring at her, but I did want to talk to her.
"Hey Choula." I tried to smile as nice as I could be. I knew that she had a horrible attitude at times, but I thought that I could be one of those people to "turn that frown upside down". If you wanted to put it that way.
"Hey." She had just looked up at me, a solemn look upon her face.
I tried to be polite, "Something wrong?" I looked down at her, seeing her chin dip low as I had stepped closer, was she scared of me or something?
"Nothing, go away." She commanded. There was that kindled fire that was always burning inside her, making some people want to make her disappear, but of course. No one would mess with her best friend, Camille.
I could have gone off on her then and there, but I didn't for some reason. I sighed and stepped into the classroom, I saved two desks for Choula and her friend Camille. Hopefully they would sit with me, so I could figure out what was wrong with Choula. I wish I would have noticed the two empty seats in front too, but it was too late, Choula chose those seats. Did she really hate me that much? I guess so.
I'd need to ask a friend for help on this, maybe Hermione would help me. That's if she wasn't too busy with Cedric. Sometimes those two seemed to be conjoined at the hip. All I knew was that I needed help.
I liked this girl too much to just let her go.