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Hello again! This is the next chapter I hope you like it! I got so many new followers and a couple of new reviews SO EXCITED! So now I don't want to disappoint anyone! So if you want something to happen or have any ideas to make it better I'll see what I can do! Right now I know this whole this is really focusing on the Harry Potter part but don't worry Camp Half Blood's time will come soon! Oh and I will be writing more with Draco as soon as the time comes!
Also update on chapter five my beta did kill me X( she sent me a howler via email so if it takes a while to post chapters then it's because I am double checking that everything is perfect so she doesn't spaz out at me! And guess what, other than three things that I caught, her spelling was perfect! This is amazing! Also, unlike other chapters, this chapter will not be appearing and disappearing because I am vigorously editing it so that I will catch every little thing.
Neville tried really hard not to be noticed. He had almost succeed in his stealth mission, when he heard someone yelling at him from across the room.
"HEY! I KNOW YOU!"
He froze then turned around, and there she was, she was standing there.
"You're the guy from the train."
"Uhh, yeah." This is an awkward situation you've gotten yourself into! He thought to himself.
"This might be a weird thing for me to ask of you," she started "but could you please show me around? I seriously have no idea where I'm going at all."
"I don't know," he replied honestly, "we aren't really supposed to be walking around after hours." I really need to work on my people skills.
"Oh that's fine, Dumbledore said that I should find one of those people with the prefect badge things to show me around, but…" She cut herself off and bit her lip, obviously trying to figure out how to word her sentence as nicely as possible. " When I saw the guy with the red hair and the prefect badge, I could have sworn he gave me this dirty look before walking upstairs as fast as he possibly could. He seems like… how do you Brits say this… a git"
Neville automatically knew that Ron had been the Prefect she had been talking about. Okay then, maybe it's Ron that needs to work on his people skills.
"So can you show me around or what?" Annabeth interrupted his thought.
Well I don't think I have a choice. "Yeah sure."
They were walking down the hall way, when Neville started to think to himself, again. Somehow, even with the moving staircases, talking pictures, and even a brief encounter with Flich, Annabeth still kept it together. Even though he was a pureblood, on his first day at Hogwarts everything amazed him, yet she didn't even raise an eyebrow, she even asked Filch if she could pet Mrs. Norris!
"Your pretty calm for someone going to a different school, especially in a different country."
"I'm used to it. You know, they say that it's tough being the new kid, but it gets pretty easy after your fourth or fifth time."
"How many times have you transferred?" Neville asked trying not to sound shocked.
Annabeth stopped for a moment to think, and smiled, "haven't even made it a whole year, anywhere!"
Neville's jaw dropped a little. Annabeth just laughed .
"It's not as bad as it seems. Some years I don't even bother."
"But isn't it hard not staying in one place?"
"No, not really." She smiled at him again. "I go home every summer."
Neville smiled warmly at her last comment he knew himself that it was nice going home for summer holidays. He heard some people arguing in the hallway, when he realized that they had ventured into the Slytherin territory. He looked around to tell Annabeth that they should leave, only to find her hiding behind a pillar. He started to say something but she put her index finger to her lips and motioned him to hide with her. Neville wondered why Annabeth wanted to eavesdrop on these people so badly.
"He's not a toy or anything! He's not yours, He's not mine, he's a person, just give it up Parkinson, before you embarrass yourself!" One of the two people yelled.
Now Neville knew why Annabeth was so interested in the conversation. He recognized that voice, it was Astoria.
Astoria's POV
After Annabeth had left to go on a tour of the castle, Mia decided to go off on her own, she needed to clear her head. She left her cloak on her bed and tucked her wand behind her ear. Walking down from the girls dorm and into the common room made her feel out of place. Even though it was her first day she could tell everyone was suspicious of her. Is it because I hang out with Draco? She thought, a little paranoid. Outside the common room she took a deep breath as she continued her walk. After about an hour she arrived at a rather dark looking hall. The sound of nearby footsteps alerted her. Her training kicked in, she reached for a sword, a knife, anything she could use to defend herself, before remembering she was unarmed. Hastily she took out her wand. Lumos. She thought, concentrating hard on the word causing a small light to emit from her wand.
"So Astoria, wandering the halls after curfew are we? That could get you a detention you know." Sneered the pug faced girl as she emerged from the darkness. "How are things in Gyriffindor?"
"Absolutely splendid! Why the whole castle is amazing!" Mia responded in her most innocent voice. "Did you know that the paintings move?" she asked in mock surprise.
"What a disgrace" Parkinson spat. "Honestly what does Draco see in you?"
"Why does it matter to you?" Mia asked, her tone steadily darkening.
Parkinson glared at her. "I know what you're up to." She threatened. "Stay away from Draco, he's mine."
Mia rolled her eyes. Parkinson was really starting to annoy her. Her jaw tightened.
"Pansy, he broke up with you." Mia slowly explained as if talking to a toddler. "You have to get over him. And your little desperate stalker ex-girlfriend routine is really starting to get on my nerves."
"I'm not going to tell you again. Stay away from him; he's mine."
"He's not a toy or anything! He's not yours, he's not mine, he's a person, just give it up Parkinson, before you embarrass yourself!" Mia turned and got ready to walk away when a spell hit her in the back.
"Alarte Ascendare!" Parkingson yelled. Mia was thrown violently into the air and landed on the ground, with the wind knocked out of her.
Don't fight back. She thought to herself. Concentrate on breathing, if you fight back you'll also get in trouble.
"What's the problem Greengrass? Having issues breathing?"
Mia tried to yell back at her in between gasps, but before she could, she heard:
"Hey! What do you think you're doing?"
Mia turned her head in the direction of the voice; and there stood Draco. His ice cold gaze was fixated on Parkinson.
This time I only found four spelling mistakes in this chapter! Our lovely author is budding! – skaterofthebooks
Half if not 75% (actually, that isn't correct, at least not for this chapter, SmileyFaces here did a wonderful job with this chapter, like I said above, I really found nothing wrong with it other than grammar and three spelling mistakes) of the credit goes to my more than amazing beta skaterofthebooks, without her all of you would have to put up with my terrible spelling and grammar issues that would have otherwise rendered this whole story unreadable ^J^ anyway I hope this chapter was long enough for you! If you have any constructive criticism, well you should know what to do by now.
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