Big thanks to wildfire lies, LovableAmethyst129, Onyx O'Bryan, rawr, kakashisnumber1fangirl, Silenthilllz, and anyone else who commented on my latest chapter or even started reading my story. You guys are so awesome and I hope that even more of you will review this chapter (I did make it like 400 words longer then the last one just for you) anyway I love yo faces and I hope you like this chapter (Oh and by the way, I went and saw Deathly Hallows part 2 with my best buddy Kelley. I laughed I cried then I cried a shit ton more. I already want to go see it again) (Oh and another by the way if you have seen the movie, what was up with Draco's hair at the end? And the Weasley twins hair? Draco's was like bright white and wavy and the twin's was bright orange and their skin was hella pale? Still a kick ass flick though lol)
The classes amazed and astonished me. The teachers had a few students demonstrate spells and charms (luckily I wasn't call upon to perform, that would have been terrible)
It's one thing to read about, or even see magic being done in movies, but when it's right there in front of your eyes and you know for yourself that it's all real, the feeling is almost too much to bare. The amazement is indescribable.
Hermione and I were standing in advanced potions (Why Dumbledore put me in an advanced class I'll never know… that long bearded bastard.) Professor Slughorn had just taken roll and was starting in on a lecture about some potion that I was unfamiliar with. I heard him mention something about a potion book when it occurred to me. I needed a book.
"Professor?" I raised my hand high (I didn't have to though because Hermione had forced me to stand at the front of the class with her.) "I haven't got a book."
"Oh well then I'll fetch you one Miss?" he paused for my name.
"Stone, Olivia Stone." I introduced myself to a teacher for the fourth time that day.
"Well here you are Miss. Stone, and might I say welcome to Hogwarts." He smiled as he handed me a book that look like it was older then he was. It's pages were wrinkled and the cover seemed to be barely holding onto what little and very weak binding was left. I opened up the book and saw an inscription was written on the first page. I whispered it under my breath as I read it.
"This book is property of the Half Blood Prince." Well that's a bit eerie I thought to myself as I flipped through the crumbling pages.
I was deeply analyzing one of the books strange photos when I heard Slughorn loudly greeting a student.
I looked up from the book to see Harry and Ron picking their books from the cupboard. Shit. Why is Harry here? I was going to use this time to talk to Hermione and figure out things. Curse that handsome man… ugh. WAIT! WHAT THE FUCK? Did I just call Harry a handsome man… Draco would be angry if he heard me say that… Wait? Why the hell did I think of Draco? Ugh, what is wrong with me today? By the time I was finished with my inner rant of questions Slughorn had given us our assignment and everyone was off to their potion stations.
"Olivia are you alright?" Harry asked, ambushing me from the side. I jumped a bit, startled by his sudden presence.
"Yea I'm fine, just lost in thought. So what are we supposed to be doing again?"
"Were supposed to be making Draught of Living Death to try and win a vile of liquid luck, the instructions for it are in your book." He looked down at the frail book that rested in my hand. "Blimey Olivia, what happened to you book?" He grabbed it from me quickly, scanning the cracks and worn type.
"I don't know. I guess it's just really old. Someone wrote all over it and scratched a whole bunch of stuff out. I'm already terrible at this stuff, so the dick who did all that is only going to cause me to fail harder then humanly possible." I lamented to him.
"I though potions was your favorite class?" oh shit.
"Um... well it is but, um. This is advanced potions Harry. Just cause i like it doesn't mean its going to be easy." I quickly covered up my botched lie with another lie.
"Right. Well I could trade you books… if you'd like too." He offered, seeming shyer about it then he should have.
"Sure that would be great, thanks Harry." After we swapped books I hurried to a potion station (and I made sure to get the one next to Hermione and farthest away from Harry, Although Hermione didn't talk at all about the Harry situation because she had to "do her assignment" and "Pay attention"… jerk)
The rest of the class went by agonizingly slow. Mainly because of my torturing thoughts, that kept flip flopping from Harry to Draco then Dumbledore, and even for a few moments I thought on Ginny's reaction to Harry being so sincere with me at breakfast that morning (I made a mental note to have a chat with her about that later.) The entire class period I was locked inside my head with nothing but over analyzed thoughts of Draco and Harry to keep me company.
Harry ended up winning the Liquid Luck, and I ended up doing better than I had expected. Brewing a potion was just like making soup (soup that could kill you) or a cake (a cake that could kill you) It was basically cooking (If cooking could kill you)
Once Slughorn inspected my potion and said it was adequate enough to put someone to sleep for a few minutes I couldn't help but forget about my troubles and just be happy with what I had accomplished. That is until one of my troubles came up to ask how I had done.
"Can you believe it? I actually did it!" I said for the third time as me Hermione and Ron exited the classroom.
"Actually did what?" Harry asked, startling me again.
"I um… I completed the potion, Slughorn said it was enough to put some asleep from at least half an hour." I explained bashfully. Silence followed. "Congratulations by the way, you made a perfect batch even with that lousy book." I tried to tell a small joke to relieve the tension I was feeling.
"Yea, even with the lousy book…" something was off in his voice when he spoke of the book. "Well I don't want to be late for my next class." He brought me in for a hug, and while I was a bit thrown by his closeness I must say, that boy is an excellent hugger.
"Goodbye Olivia." A warm feeling washed over me when I heard him say my name.
"Bye Harry." And his name on my tongue just felt right. But even though It felt right, I still wasn't sure what exactly I was feeling.
Once Harry was gone I closed my eyes and tried to clear my mind and relax, but the first thing I saw when I closed my eyes was a pair of familiar grey/blue ones.
My eyes snapped open in protest. I refused to think about him and Harry anymore. But sadly my body's reaction to seeing Draco's eyes was different from my minds. My breath became uneven, and my legs felt weaker than they should have. I just couldn't take it anymore. I had become so lost in such a short amount of time, how much longer could I last?
"Olivia, are you ready to go to Herbology?" Neville asked with a bit more confidence in his voice now that he knew I wanted to be friends with him. I noticed that even though Neville had taken me off guard, he didn't startle me the way Harry did the past two times. I made a mental note to have my head examined by a psychiatrist since I had obviously lost my marbles.
"Yea, let's go." I mumbled, still wounded from the thoughts that were being flung every which way throughout my skull.
"Are you sure? You don't look too good." He commented. Apparently my inner struggle was affecting my outer appearance.
"Yea, I'm fine. Shall we go?" I put on a brave face for Neville's sake and let him lead me to the green house for Herbology class.
As we entered the green house I noticed we were running a bit early seeing as the teacher hadn't even arrived yet. Neville and I took this opportunity to get seats next to each other and start up a conversation.
"So how's your first day been?" He asked politely.
I had to think on that for a second. Sure the whole Draco/Harry situation sucked big fat monkey balls but once I really thought on it the day hadn't been that bad.
"It's actually been going well." I smiled, thinking back on the days positives. I mean I got to see things that I once thought were impossible or just make believe,I actually did well in one of my classes and I was at a school for wizards. How could I complain?
As students started to pile into the classroom that familiar patch of white caught my eye. I looked to the door of the spacious greenhouse and saw Draco standing there, his normal sneer in place.
"Well it was going well until now." I grumbled unhappily.
Neville's eyes followed mine to the silver eyed brute. He instantly stiffened by my side.
"GGG-Great. Now my ff-avorite class is rrr-ruined." He stuttered nervously while watching Draco make his way into the room.
"It's alright Neville. If the cretin gives you any trouble just ignore him, and if he doesn't stop then I'll start throwing elbows." My tone wasn't serious but my face stayed hard with the anger that I knew would take over once I saw him.
"Violent are we?" Neville lightened up a bit, my threat making him feel more at ease (well that's an oxymoron)
To both mine and Neville's surprise Draco elected to fill the empty spot that was right next to me.
"Olivia I-" Draco started, his sneer dissipated quickly from his mouth, but he was cut off by professor Sprout entering the greenhouse.
"Good afternoon 6th years and welcome to Advanced Herbology, today we will be working with a plant that you should have some knowledge of; Fanged Geraniums. Now we're going to…" She continued with the lesson instructing us on what we were to do with the flower in front of us.
"Olivia can I talk to you?" Draco whispered lowly.
"This is neither the time nor the place Malfoy." I made sure to call him by his last name so he would know that I was still upset with him.
"Well then where and when will I be able to talk to you?" he asked, frustration sprinkled throughout his words.
I was about to answer but apparently I wasn't the only one who wanted Malfoy to shut up.
"Mr. Malfoy, do you have something you'd like to share with the class?" Professor Sprout asked agitated.
"No, that's why I was whispering." He quickly retorted.
"Excuse me?" her eyes widened at the young wizards back talk "Would you like a detention?" She threatened him.
"What kind of question is that? 'Would I like a detention' of course not!" he mocked her.
"Well that's too bad, because that's what you're getting. And 10 points from Slytherin too." She roared furiously.
Draco didn't say anything back, he just growled bitterly to himself.
Once Sprout got back to her lesson I started our conversation back up again. Even though he was the last person I wanted to talk to my curiosity got the better of me.
"What was that about?" I whispered still a bit stunned (but mostly annoyed) by his outburst.
"Nothing, Sprout just gets on my nerves." He calmly grunted back.
"Doesn't everyone get on your nerves" I poked fun at his anger issues, mine melting away momentarily.
"While I appreciate your sudden levity towards me, I would still like to know where and when we can talk. If you even want to talk to me at all." He whispered the last part sadly.
I couldn't help it; he was causing me to have another mood swing. I went from angry at him to wanting to help and talk with him in a matter of seconds.
"I don't know." I finally answered.
"Don't know if you want to talk or don't know when to meet?" he asked hoping for my answer to be the second one no doubt.
"The second one." I said back after carefully thinking it over. I didn't look up at him, but instead pretended to read the book Sprout had told us to get out.
"How about we meet in the same place as last night? 6:00? Tonight?" he asked with hope as he pretended to read as well.
"Fine. But I hope you know I'm not happy about this." I huffed then actually started to read.
"I honestly wasn't expecting you to be." I could hear the smile in his voice, which cause me to smile ,then to curse myself for smiling over his smile, then to curse myself again for letting myself get so bipolar again.
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