A/N: This chapter is dedicated to: Eboni J. Donahue for her suggestion of our favorite character: HARRY POTTER! Enjoy! P.S. Sorry for my horrible attempt at Hagrid's accent.
-My First Kiss-
Harry Potter:
"Ah, second year" I muttered to my two best friends. They both nodded in agreement
"When do you guys want to go see Hag-" A small first year with long black hair attacked me. Her lips were on mine in an awkward and weird way.
She pulled back, leaving me spluttering for a full five minutes. When I finally found my tongue, I asked the question that dominated my thoughts.
"Who are you?"
She gave me a bright smile with shining white teeth. "I'm Romilda Vane, you're biggest fan!" She exclaimed, then lunged to attack me again.
I ran.
"Harry, wait up!" She called, running faster than any normal 11 year old girl. "Harry!"
I ran past Hagrid's hut, circled it, and lunged behind one of the giant pumpkins.
"Hey 'Arry! W'at ya doin be'ind t'ere?" Hagrid boomed.
"Shhh! I'm hiding from Romilda."
"Romilda? Who's t'at?"
"My number one fan." I groaned out. He nodded and, as quietly as he could, snuck away from my hiding place.
"HARRY!" Her voice echoed across the grounds. I groaned again.
I was stuck in that pumpkin patch until after curfew.