Victoire
"Hey Vic, come sit with me," he says and my heart races.
"My pleasure," I said back at him with a smile, but crying inside.
Teddy Lupin is my best friend. We grew up together. He's my uncle Harry's godson, although he is closer in to me in age than any of my cousins. He's fifteen months older than me, so two school years.
When I was nine I thought waving goodbye to him in King's Cross was the hardest thing I would ever have to do, but I was wrong. This is much worse.
As I follow him into his compartment for the last time, my heart breaks. I've always loved Teddy Lupin for as long as I can remember, but before it was like he was my brother, now, I am completely and truly in love with him and I have to say goodbye. He's going to go out into the world and get a job and meet a girl that is ten times better than me and marry her and I am going to have to stand and watch and smile. I have two whole years left of school without his smile and his laugh and his advice and his jokes. He's not going to be there to cheer me on at quidditch. He's not going to be there to study with. He's not going to be in the common room or the great hall or the corridors.
I am going to die.
"Are you okay? You're being really quiet" oh god, I love him.
"Yeah I'm fine," I say, hopefully sounding normal. "It's just weird, you know, that you're leaving."
"Tell me about it." he says, "Where did those seven years go? I t feels like yesterday that you were waving goodbye to me at King's cross."
I laugh
"I know. It's crazy,"
"You better enjoy the time you've got left because pretty soon you'll be leaving too." He tells me.
"I will," I lie.
Teddy
"Hey Vic, come sit with me," I ask her, desperately hoping that she will.
"My pleasure," she replies with a grin and my heart leaps.
Victoire Gabrielle Weasley is my best friend. As kids we were inseparable, but when I went to Hogwarts it kind of changed. I'm two years older than her in school so when I was eleven I had to go away and leave her behind. I was really excited about Hogwarts, but it didn't feel right going without her and watching her wave me goodbye out the window was almost impossible, but now seven years later it's happening again I'm leaving her. She'll be fine without me, she is one of the most popular girls in school and billions of friends to replace me with, but I don't know if I am going to be OK without her. I don't know if I'm going to be OK at all, in the real world. I'm nothing special. Everyone thinks I am because I can change the colour of my hair and I'm half werewolf, but I'm not, not like Victoire. She's good at everything, she's pretty, she's kind, all the boys love her, but she never goes out with any of them. She's not really interested in boys. I wish she was, I wish she was interested in me.
"Are you okay? You're being really quiet" I ask her when I realise that neither of us has talked in a while.
"Yeah I'm fine," she replies in a strange voice, "It's just weird, you know, that you're leaving."
"Tell me about it." I say, "Where did those seven years go? It feels like yesterday that you were waving goodbye to me at King's cross."
She laughs, I love her laugh,
"I know. It's crazy,"
"You better enjoy the time you've got left because pretty soon you'll be leaving too." I tell her, although I can't wait for the day that she does leave,
"I will," she says surely.