Chapter 2. Troll!
Well, shizz, I forgot to mention that I don't own Harry Potter. Our Lovely Queen Jk Rowling owns the wizarding world. J
Nothing interesting really happened between getting to Hogwarts, and Halloween. I was lonely, and had no friends seeing as everyone thought I was a stuck up know-it-all. I was beginning to think that I would never have friends, and I thought that would be okay, people were fickle, where as my books were always there for me to learn from. Anyways, I was walking to lunch after charms class when I overheard Ron saying that it was no wonder that I had no friends, and I lost it. I ran past him and locked myself in the bathroom and cried for the rest of the day.
I was getting up to leave when all of a sudden I hear a thumping noise coming from the hallway. And then I smell it. The grossest thing I have ever smelled in my entire life is the stench of that Mountain Troll.
I almost died. Hell, I would have died if Harry and Ronald hadn't of came in and saved me. Needless to say, we all got along after that. There is no better bonding moment than almost being murdered by Troll.
So, I got back to the common room, and there's Fred—I could tell it was Fred because he has a mole on his ear and George doesn't, plus, his smile was bigger than Georges. He walked over to me, put his arm over my shoulder and said;
"See, Granger? I told you you were going to have to fight a Troll. But did you believe me? Of course you didn't."
I actually smiled a little at that one before coming back with, "well, actually you were still wrong. I didn't have to fight a troll to be sorted. So, I was right to not believe you." I moved out from under his arm, stuck my tongue out at him and ran up to my dormitory.
That night I dreamt of a giant troll attacking me with its club, while Fred tried to tell me how to defend myself. The club came down on me, but I wasn't hurt! Fred had jumped in front of me and was unconscious, which angered me enough to defeat the troll. I woke up right as I started crying over Freds body.
When I woke up, I was crying. 'this is quite odd' I thought to myself. I had never had a dream featuring a boy throwing himself in front of me to save me. Needless to say, I ended up having a very strange day, avoiding Fred and George, and hanging out with Harry and Ron.
Authors Note:
Hey! Sorry my chapters are so freaking short . I hate short chapters, but seeing as I am just starting this story out, my chapters are going to be kind of short to begin with. Hopefully i can get a rhythem going on with later chapters where they are longer.
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