For Harry, taking Care of Magical Creatures was a dream compared to Divination. One class and he was already being sentenced to death (again!). He was beginning to regret his decision in the class, but no one like Hermione.
By the time the three Gryffindors arrived at Hagrid's Hut, most of the students were already there. Hagrid was merely ushering the last arrivals to follow him towards the paddock of the school. Harry could see familiar heads up ahead, including Dean, Seamus, Pansy Parkinson...and Romina...with Draco (alongside Crabbe and Goyle).
"Am I late!? Am I late!?" Harry heard Arden calling from behind. He, Hermione and Ron stopped walking to turn sideways and see Arden running breathlessly towards them.
"Arden, you're on time," Hermione smiled at the girl.
"Stupid Lilah couldn't find McGonagall's class," Arden rolled her eyes. "Has anyone seen Romina?"
With a sour face, Harry pointed a finger at Romina up ahead. When they followed his gaze, Hermione and Ron grimaced.
"Oh no he won't," Arden muttered, but not for the reasons the Gryffindors hoped for. "You know I got stuck with Draco as a Divination partner? He is absolutely the—"
"—world's biggest blabbermouth," Draco couldn't finish complaining to Romima about the Divination class he had just finished. "I thought Parkinson was enough but no, King actually won that title all in the span of an hour. I don't know how you stand her. I think I'd rather take Carolinha—"
Romina merely hummed to agree. She was holding her bag, well almost clutching it, due to the monstrous book inside trying to bite its way free.
"Actually, no I take that back. I can't bloody stand Carolinha," Draco said with a shudder.
"Watch what you say about my sister," Angel warned from behind them. Beside him, both Blaise and Theodore snickered. "Shut up!" Angel said.
"It's true!" Draco exclaimed. "Theodore was right there and Trewlawny sat King down next to me! It's horrendous! She's — Oswell, are you even listening?" Draco shot Romina a look, a suspicious one at that. "I just insulted King to and back and you haven't bothered to snap at me as usual. I look forward to it, honestly. Pushes me to be more creative with my responses."
"Hmm…" Romina went once again.
Draco tilted his head at her curiously, wondering if he really could just get away with anything right there. "...Arden's an annoying, little mudblood."
"Hmm."
There was a minute of full shock before Draco was berated for his words, but not from Romina.
"You're not so hot yourself you so-called 'pureblood'," Arden smacked him on the back before moving forwards to walk alongside Romina. "Actually, you're not hot at all."
"Don't touch me!" the blonde snapped.
"Then watch your fucking words!"
Romina finally blinked from her stupor with the two shouting at each other. She did, however, miss the Golden Trio passing by shooting curious, and yet disapproving looks, at them. "What are you two doing?" she asked Draco and Arden with a frown.
"Oh, now you talk," Arden made a 'done' motion with her hands. "At the rate you were going, even Crabbe and Goyle would have gotten their shot at me."
"What?" Romina, lost, glanced at the two mentioned boys. This time, they really were innocent.
Draco straightened up and gave her a look-over. "What the hell is wrong with you? I could have insulted the entire school with my favorite vocabulary and you wouldn't even have noticed."
"Am I supposed to?" Romina raised an eyebrow at him.
"That's not the point - what's wrong with you? What, did the new haircut cut off the oxygen to your brain too?"
"What — no!" Romina scrunched her nose.
"You're not yourself, Oswell."
"That..." A strange smile appeared on Romina's face, "That is good to hear. Thanks." She patted Draco's arm and kept walking, leaving him very confused.
"Didn't I just—" Draco shook his head. This was making less sense by the minute. He looked over at Arden, both simultaneously deciding to put away their differences and focus on the true problem: Romina.
They hurried after Romina and bickered along the way.
"Well don't look at me," the blonde began, huffing at Arden, "You're the one who lives next her, don't you? Fix her."
"Me?" Arden pointed at herself incredulously. "You're the expert pureblood wizard—like Romina —so you should know if this is some sort of high class witch problem."
"How do I know it's not muggle related? That's your business!"
"It's not! She's been like this all fucking summer—"
"Then it is muggle-related so it's your—"
"Would you two knock it off?" snapped Romina, finally showing some true emotions on her face when she turned around to them. "I'm not a project to fix between you two. Arden, for the love of God, I'm fine. I've been telling you this all summer. And Draco, honestly, what's it to you? You only care because I'm your potions partner now and you don't want me to spill anything on you again which" — she pointed at him — "I have already apologized for. Be honest, you don't care. Just leave me alone."
Draco once more exchanged glances with Arden, a bit offended this is what he got for actually giving a damn. Arden shrugged at him. "I don't know either," she said honestly and went after Romina.
Hagrid was ushering everyone around a clearing, making sure they stayed behind a specific line.
"Gather 'round. Find yerself a spot. That's it. Now, firs' thing yeh'll want ter do is open yer books—"
"And exactly how do we do that?" Draco practically demanded once they'd gotten nearer. He still had doubts about the assigned book, and truthfully so did everyone else.
It was then that Hagrid noticed none of the students actually had their books opened. He became a little disappointed. "Crikey. Didn' yeh know? All yeh've got ter do is stroke 'em. Look..." he reached for Hermione's copy of the book. He snapped the spellotape Hermione had put around it and, just as the book opened itself up and snapped its meaty teeth at him, Hagrid stroked the book's spine. Just like that the book calmed and it opened.
Awed, the students quickly tried to do the same with their copies while Hagrid went into the trees to retrieve the creatures for their lesson. Neville was having trouble with his book - not surprising anyone though - and went tumbling down the ground with the book shredding up his robes.
"You're supposed to stroke it, Neville," Romina sighed and went back to help the boy before his ear was bitten off by the monster book.
Neville wasn't the only one struggling. There were plenty of other students fighting their books to stay alive.
"God, this place is going to the dogs. Wait until my father hears Dumbledore's got this oaf teaching classes," Draco purposely commented to Crabbe and Goyle, instantly earning Harry's attention.
Harry turned towards him, already glaring. "Listen, you stupid prat..."
"Harry," Hermione quietly hissed at him to back down. The last thing they needed was for an argument to break out.
Unfortunately, Harry's response brought on the taunts from Draco and a few other of Slytherins.
"Seriously?" Angel cast a look over at Blaise and Theodore who were part of the taunters.
Romina had returned with a shaken Neville at her side and looked at the stand-off. "Oh God," she rolled her eyes. "Would you two—"
Draco had dumped his things into Crabbe's arms, startling the latter in the process as he scrambled to take everything into his arms. Draco then walked up to Harry who had taken the same steps as well.
"They're not going to fight, are they?" Romina heard Daphne's squeakish question behind her.
"Not if they know what's good for them," Romina said, though she did watch the two idiots like a hawk.
It seemed like Draco was going to say something but caught sight of something behind Harry. For a moment, Harry was confused as Draco jumped and stumbled a few steps back.
"Dementor! Dementor!" Draco pointed wildly behind Harry.
Harry jumped in his spot and turned around to where the Dementor would be, nearly falling back. Of course, there was nothing, but now he had a group of Slytherins laughing at him for it. It didn't stop until Draco and a couple more Slytherins pulled their robe hoods over their heads, making ghost-like sounds at Harry. The boy seethed with anger. Hermione grabbed Harry and pulled him away before something worse happened.
"You guys are that bored!? Seriously?" Romina yelled at the group and had half a mind to rip their hoods off to smack them each.
"Well, least that got you out of your stupid trance," Draco said as he fixed himself up after his joke.
"You're stupid," frowned Romina.
"Woah, what a great comeback. Got anymore back there?"
Romina balled her fists on either side of her. "Shut the—"
"Romina, save your breath," Arden came around her best friend's side. "C'mon, Hagrid's coming back."
Hagrid had indeed returned but not alone. He came with a strange beast with hind legs and tail like a horse but its front legs, wings and its head resembled that of an eagle. Most of the students were a bit scared while Hagrid got the creature in.
"Beau'iful, isn' he?" Hagrid called to the class.
"Scary," Daphne's voice was the only response he got.
"Not scary at all, Miss Greengrass," Hagrid assured. "But Hippogriffs are very proud creatures. Easily offended, they are. Don't never insult one, 'cause it migh' be the las' thing yeh do. Right then - who wants ter come an' say hello?"
Everyone looked around with wide eyes, no one daring to raise their hands. Each of them took a step back - well, Pansy Parkinson took two steps back to which Arden snickered at - and left Harry right in front.
Hagrid turned around and took that as his volunteering. "Good man, Harry!" Harry suddenly noticed he was the only one standing up front and shot Ron and Hermione betrayed glances. With no choice, he approached Hagrid and hoped for the best.
"This here's Buckbeak, Harry," Hagrid introduced the creature. "Yeh want ter let 'im make the firs' move. It's polite, see? Jus' take step forward, give 'im a bow, and if Buckbeak bows back, yeh're allowed ter touch him. Ready?"
No, Harry thought, but he nodded anyway. He took in a small breath and did as Hagrid had instructed: he bowed. From his eyelashes, Harry could see Buckbeak cocking his head and intently studying him. For a moment, it appeared like Harry was failing the task…
"Back off, Harry!" Hagrid urgently instructed. "Back off!"
Just as Harry stepped back, Buckbeak ducked his beak. Hagrid was quick to congratulate Harry on his task, looking pretty relieved himself. "Well done, Harry! Go on. Give 'im a pat."
Although Harry was still a bit nervous, he figured nothing else would happen now. He cautiously gave Buckbeak a gentle pat on his beak and smile when the rest of the class clapped for him.
"Look at that! I reckon he migh'let yeh ride 'im!"
Harry's smile vanished and was replaced with a heavy alarm. "What!?"
Hagrid didn't seem to notice it as he moved around. "We'll jus' set yeh behind the wing joint. Mind yeh don' pull any feathers out. He won' like that."
"Wait, wait, wait, wait—" Harry began but Hagrid had easily picked him up and dropped him over Buckbeak's back. With a slap, Buckbeak took off with Harry on his back.
The rest of the students rushed closer to the paddock's gate in hopes of seeing the creature flying above them.
"I want a go next!" Arden laughed ridiculously loud, super excited at the prospect of getting a turn. Romina's lips twitched but a full smile never happened.
When Harry returned, he was exhilarated from the ride.
"Oooh, that looks like fun, doesn't it?" Arden fervently clapped and nudged Romina to say something about it. "C'mon, you know you want to smile. Hmm…? Just a little bit?"
"Yeah, alright…" Romina gave a light shrug of her shoulders, "...Harry can do that."
From behind them, Draco rolled his eyes. He moved around them and pushed past any other students in his way. "Give me a go at that thing. If Potter can do it, it must be easy!" Ignoring Hagrid's and Harry's looks, he skipped the bowing ordeal and went to touch Buckbeak. "You're not dangerous at all, are you, you great ugly brute—"
"Malfoy! No!" Hagrid was too late to stop it. Buckbeak made a growling noise and slashed his talons down on the blonde who screamed on the spot. He was knocked on his back on the ground.
Harry ran forwards when Buckbeak was about to strike again and managed to get the creature to stop midway.
"It's killed me! It's killed me!" Draco cried from the ground, clutching his arm.
"Calm yerself! Yer fine... jus' a scratch…" Hagrid rushed to the boy.
"Hagrid!" Hermione called, "He's got to be taken to a hospital. I'll go with you, if you like—"
It was clear Hagrid was just as lost as they were but he wouldn't let anyone do his job for him. "No. I'm the teacher. You all...you all just...class dismissed!" he effortlessly picked up Draco and carried him off towards the castle.
Arden and Pansy watched with mixtures of emotions as Hagrid left, but the two (as well as the rest of the class) had to follow. Arden groaned and shook her head. "Way to go, Draco, ruining my chance at riding Buckbeak! I fucking hate him — Draco, not the Buckbeak."
Pansy looked at her indignantly. "Are you insane? That beast just hurt him!"
Arden rolled her eyes. "Relax, he just got a cut. Pomfrey can fix that in a snap," she snapped her fingers for show.
"He could get infected!"
Arden snorted, making Pansy grow angrier by the second.
"Girls, there's really no need to argue about this," Daphne said as she came up beside them.
"Ha!" Arden laughed. "The day I fight over Draco Malfoy with Pansy is the day you can bury me 6ft under."
Pansy's face was reddening. "Arden, you are so—"
"Pansy, watch it," Daphne said warningly.
Arden didn't seem to care whatever insult Pansy was going to hurl at her. "You're being ridiculous. He'll be fine. Romina, tell her she's being ridiculous."
"That seems hard for her right now," Blaise's drawl drew the girls' attention behind them. He, Angel and Theodore were walking beside Romina, each of them glancing at her with the same bemusement.
Romina had both her hands pressed to her nose, covering her mouth. They could hear soft, muffled chuckles.
Pansy looked even more offended. "Are you laughing, Romina?"
"Oh my God, she is," Arden laughed herself. "Well, at least Draco managed to do something right today! Somebody should give him a gold star. Do you guys do that here?"
Blaise and Theodore looked at her, confused but amused at the same time. Pansy growled at them.
"He really shouldn't have done that," Angel sighed. "I'm sure Hagrid will get into trouble now."
"Maybe he shouldn't have started with a huge creature like that," Theodore shrugged.
"That, and Malfoy should've watched his fucking mouth but that'll never happen," Blaise said and snickered with Theodore. "It's actually kind of — Oswell, is it really that funny to you?"
Romina was still trying to suppress her giggles behind her hands. "It's just — why is Draco so dramatic? At best, he got a few scratches."
"There was blood!" Pansy exclaimed. "How are you laughing?"
"I'm not — honest, I'm not laughing at him but...well...he shouldn't have done it!" Romina said, trying to be stern but every now and then, her lips would twitch with a smile.
"Lay off, Pansy" Arden snapped. "If she wants to laugh, let her laugh! She hasn't laughed in weeks! I might give Draco the gold star myself for this!"
Pansy refused to hear any more and raced back to the castle, no doubt heading to the hospital wing.
"I shouldn't be doing this…" Romina tried taking in a deep breath to calm herself down. It was actually very rude of herself to be laughing at someone who got hurt.
"Doing what? Laughing?" Arden snorted again. "Why not? You gotta admit it was funny. Draco was asking for it."
"I don't think he was asking to be injured…" Romina lowered her head as her lips began to stretch into another smile, "...but it was a little funny. Oh god, I'm terrible."
"I might like you a little bit more," Blaise remarked.
"That settles it," Romina said immediately, flinging a finger at Blaise. "We need to apologize."
"What?" frowned Arden as Romina's eyes landed on her. "What is this 'we' nonsense?"
"Daphne didn't laugh," Romina said, pointing a thumb at Daphne who was very serious about the matter.
"I'm not doing it!" Arden said, but it wasn't the end of the conversation.
All the way to the castle, Romina insisted that they should at least go see Draco and make sure he was okay. Angel, Blaise and Theodore seemed to agree with her albeit not for the reasons she wanted to visit. She still had the idea she needed to apologize. The boys got a head start and headed up to the hospital wing.
"I am not going," Arden said loudly and put her hands on her hips, attracting the attention of Harry, Hermione and Ron. The trio were coming in behind their group.
"What's going on?" Hermione asked them curiously. Arden seemed to be the most upset between her, Romina and Daphne.
"Romina, here," Arden gestured to the girl, "laughed at Draco and now she wants to go and apologize to him."
"Are you serious?" Ron flatly asked Romina. "Malfoy deserved it! He was just trying to up Harry and failed."
"I still shouldn't have laughed," Romina persisted.
"It wasn't very nice," Daphne ultimately agreed.
"I agree with you," Hermione said, earning crazed looks from Ron and Harry. "But I don't think you need to apologize, Romina. He was too busy screaming his head off. I'm sure he's wailing upstairs."
"Well I would be too if some creature cut my arm," Romina shrugged.
"Rom…" Harry tilted his head, absolutely horrified with her perspective. "He does not deserve your care, much less your guilt."
"I'm going," Romina grabbed Arden's arm, "And so are you. Daph?"
"Yup!" The blonde girl nodded cheerfully.
"I don't want to go!" Arden complained even as she was dragged off between Romina and Daphne. "He called me names during Divination! I hate him! If anything, Buckbeak should've bitten him or something!"
The three Gryffindors watched the girls head up the stairs.
"I always did like Arden," Ron said after a moment, getting an agreeing hum from Harry. "She just gets me."
Harry laughed.
Hermione rolled her eyes at both of them and left them.
~ 0 ~
Romina was amazed at how long Arden could complain about a one single person. She forgot about that natural skill during her time locked up in her room. It didn't help that when they came into the hospital wing, Pansy was still there. Granted, so were Angel, Blaise and Theodore.
Arden sucked in a deep breath, making a motion that she was going to calm down. "You owe me big time for this," she warned Romina as they walked in.
"C'mon," Romina grabbed Arden once more by the arm in case she ended up running off.
"Oh, now you come," Pansy snapped at both of them. "Do you know she was laughing at you, Draco? Romina? She was. A lot."
"I'm sorry," Romina moved over to the blonde who was now shooting her sharpened looks. He seemed to be resting pretty comfortably on his bed to be that seriously injured.
"So my dangerous injury was a source of amusement to you, Oswell?" He scowled.
"Hardly an injury," Arden muttered. Romina elbowed her on the side. "What?" Arden shot her a look.
"Shut it, King," went both Draco and Pansy.
"Why are you even here?" Pansy asked them.
"I'm here because Romina dragged me here," Arden didn't hesitate to say, "Think I'd like to see your face more than I have to? And Daphne's just too kind to you guys."
"And you, Oswell, why are you here?" Draco curiously, yet discreetly casual, asked. He didn't like knowing she'd basically been laughing at him but if she was here, then it meant she did want to see him...right?
Romina eyed his injured arm and shrugged. "I just wanted to apologize for laughing, and to see how you were doing."
Half satisfied, Draco began to complain about his arm. "It's that stupid beast's fault - no, hold on, it was that 'professor' Dumbledore geniuously thought would suffice."
"C'mon, you and I both know Buckbeak only acted out because of what you said," Romina gave him a look. "Hagrid clearly told us what not to do around a Hippogriff."
"I mean, who can really understand him—"
"Draco," Romina deadpanned him.
"What? It's true!"
Romina shook her head. "Why'd you even go up to it anyways? Arden was hellbent on going next and you don't exactly strike me as someone who would've liked to take a ride on that thing."
"Trust me, he isn't," Blaise said all too smugly.
"Shut the fuck up, Zabini," Draco promptly said.
"Why'd you do it?" Romina insisted to know.
Draco opened his mouth to respond but quickly shut it when he realized the answer was directly related to her. As if he would ever say it.
Romina took his silence and mad her own presumptions. "See? Even you don't know! I bet you don't know why you do half the things you do! You got lucky that Buckbeak didn't actually hurt you that much—"
"Excuse you?" Draco frowned. "That thing nearly killed me!"
"Draco, it scratched you at best. And I'm sure that under that sling you're wearing, the gash is on its way to fading."
"Oh, sure, act like that then!"
"Act like what?"
"I bet if it had been Potter instead, or any one of his other little friends, you would've been worried sick about them!"
Romina was startled with the accusation. "I wouldn't — you're not even that hurt! By tonight, you won't even have to wear that stupid sling anymore!"
"Quit being so insensitive," snapped Pansy.
"How can I be insensitive to an injury we can't even see!?" Romina practically shouted, instigating Madame Pomfrey to shush her from the desk.
"Nice to see where your loyalties are, Oswell. Feel free to close the door on your way out," Draco spat and purposely scooted closer to Pansy's side.
Romina's mouth hung open with surprise. "What?"
"Get out," Draco ordered her with the coldest eyes Romina had ever seen. She certainly had never seen them against her.
She blinked a few times, still unable to believe what was going on. She looked around at their friends, feeling quite embarrassed as they looked between her and Draco. She definitely had not planned on arguing and much less to the point where Draco felt like the only solution was to kick her out. Even then, Draco's hard expression had not lifted. He meant every word and intended for her to leave. So she did.
Without saying a word, Romina turned and walked towards the door. She heard Arden say a couple of curse words then felt her rushing after her.
~0~
Transfiguration was set just before lunch. The class was wild with what happened in Care of Magical Creatures, but others were a bit more tuned into what happened in Divination. It only occurred to Romina that something was wrong when Harry chose to sit at the back of the class. She dropped in her usual seat beside Hermione and noticed several students giving Harry weird looks.
"Did I miss something?" she asked curiously.
"Lots," Harry corrected. "You've been out of it, Rom—"
Romina raised a hand and stopped him. "Yeah, I've got it. So what's everyone looking at you for? Is it for Buckbeak?"
"Haven't you heard?" Ron said, dead serious. "Earlier, Divination class was a—"
But at that moment, McGonagall had started the class. Everyone shifted in their seats to face her at the head. Still, being a little more alert now, Romina caught several people in the class looking away from McGonagall to stare at Harry. Was the previous year about to repeat itself again?
"Really, what has got into you all today?" McGonagall stopped her class when she had enough of the shifting looks. "Not that it matters, but that's the first time my transformation's not got applause from a class."
Her answer came in the form of everyone staring at Harry. The boy wished he had his cloak now to disappear. Finally, next to Romina, Hermione raised her hand and spoke.
"Please, Professor, we've had our first Divination class this morning, and we were reading the tea leaves, and—"
"Ah, of course," McGonagall cut Hermione off, looking already done with the situation despite not hearing the entire story. It appeared like she knew the ending. "There is no need to say any more, Miss Granger. Tell me, which of you will be dying this year?"
There was a dead silence in the room until Harry spoke up.
"Me."
Romina whirled around in her seat, flabbergasted. She got confirming nods from Ron and Hermione.
"I see," McGonagall looked at Harry with the least bit of concern. "Then you should know, Potter, that Sybill Trelawney has predicted the death of one student a year since she arrived at this school. None of them has died yet. Seeing death omens is her favorite way of greeting a new class. If it were not for the fact that I never speak ill of my colleagues —" McGonagall took a moment to pause, probably to calm herself some students murmured, "Divination is one of the most imprecise branches of magic. I shall not conceal from you that I have very little patience with it. True Seers are very rare, and Professor Trelawney…" but she stopped once more, probably about 'not' speaking well of the subject. They started over again with what she considered the most important thing. "You look in excellent health to me, Potter, so you will excuse me if I don't let you off homework today. I assure you that if you die, you need not hand it in."
There was a scurry of laughter, one that even Romina couldn't hold back. After class, she still had questions regarding the famous divination class.
"Is that seriously a class, though? Like...properly certified and stuff?"
Hermione huffed her doubt. "Apparently. But I just voice my disagreement—" Ron cut in warning her not to start again with her threat to drop the class.
Romina figured they were like Arden and Pansy, only less aggressive...and with no actual hate. "Well, I mean it all comes down to one thing doesn't it?" Romina asked, meaning to cut off that argument.
"What?" the three Gryffindors waited for her to answer.
"I mean, Harry, have you seen a great, black dog anywhere lately?" Romina managed to joke, only to get a very serious answer instead.
"Yeah, I have. I saw one the night I left the Dursleys'."
Ron helped and nearly fell forwards if Hermione hadn't grabbed him by the robes. "Oh calm down, it was probably a stray," Hermione dismissed the matter.
"Wait - you left the Dursleys?" Romina blinked. "When did you do that?"
"Hermione, if Harry's seen a Grim, that's — that's bad. My — my uncle Bilius saw one and — and he died twenty-four hours later!" Ron continued battling with Hermione.
"During the last bit of summer," Harry nonetheless answered Romina, and calmly too.
Romina understood perfectly why she'd missed it. "Oh. And...where did you go?"
Harry didn't bother throwing her an accusation of not offering her place seeing as she was battling something herself. "I ended up at the Leaky Cauldron. That's where Mr. Weasley told me about Sirius Black."
Once again, Romina went pale. "Y-yes."
Noticing it, Harry jumped in to say what he hadn't been able to earlier. "Rom, look, I know it's tough when it comes to talking about your parents—"
"They're not my parents," Romina sharply corrected. "I don't know them and I don't want to know them. Look, Harry, can we not talk about that stuff? I actually feel terrible apart from all of this."
"Why?" Harry tilted his head at her.
Romina didn't know if she should even bother telling him nor Ron and Hermione what happened with Draco in the hospital wing. But of course, Harry had already asked and he wasn't going to let her go. So, she told them and as expected, both Harry and Ron made it clear that she should not feel an ounce of guilt towards Draco. Romina didn't bother trying to explain herself, and she wasn't going to until something strange happened.
"You're both so insensitive," Hermione's reprimand startled Harry and Ron. Their head snapped in her direction, as did Romina's eyes. Hermione's face grew pinker and pinker within seconds. "Well, I only meant — it had to have felt terrible getting kicked out in front of your friends like that."
Harry scoffed. "Romina's not friends with Malfoy."
"How do you know?" Hermione challenged him. Of course that only led to all three Gryffindors turning to Romina for her answer.
Romina regretted telling them anything right now. "It's...well...it's complicated."
"It shouldn't be," Ron said curtly. "He's a prat. Git. Take your pick."
Romina sighed. "You know what? I'd rather not. I don't plan on arguing with anyone else today. I got a lot on my mind as it is. I'll see you guys later." She walked around them and had all the intentions of going back to her room to do some homework and, who knows, make sure she looked as different as possible.
A/N:
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