The Accident (A Harry Potter Love Triangle)

Chapter Eleven

Wow, I cant believe it's gotten this far. Im famous for 6-chapter stories. :/

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The feast was great. Every food you could possibly think of was on the table. Afterwards, I went up to Hufflepuff common room with  Bethany, intending on sleeping.

But life never goes according to plan, does it?

I walked into the common room and over to the board, where the room assignments were posted.

"Oh.. my... Merlin!" I was shocked. They roomed me with that Fahrlay girl. She was worse than Moaning Myrtle,  all she ever did was cry. I don't even know her first name. I walk up to room 11, only to find her curled up in a ball sobbing. This would be a looooong night.

"Um, hey, Roomie?" I say gently.

"G-g-go away!" She stutters through tears.

"I can't. this is my room too."

She just continued sobbing. All night. Guess who didn't get any sleep? Me. But I did learn her name. Rue. I also learned she had alot of tears. Enough to flood a small village.

The next morning, I sit down at the Hufflepuff table next to Bethany, who's all bright eyed and increadibly peppy. 

"How can you be this peppy at 6 a.m.?" I ask, slightly annoyed.

"Well.. i slept really good last night. Bet you didn't, I heard you're rooming with Rue Fahrlay. Does she really cry all the time?"

"Yes..."

"Wow...."

Just then, Neville walks over. "Hey babe," he says and plants a kiss on my cheek.

"Hey."

"You get your schedule yet?"

"Yeah. I have an open hour after lunch. Wanna hang out?"

"Yup. I've got a free hour then too."

"Sweet. I'll see you at one. Met me by the greenhouses."

"Ok." He answers.

The back of my neck tingles. I have that feeling that someone is watching me. I look all around the Great Hall, searching for those eyes that are making me so uncomfortable.  Then I find them. Cold, hateful, grey eyes staring at me beneath white blonde hair. Malfoy.

I jump up out of my seat and march over to the Slytherin table. His eyes follow me the entire way. I get right up behind him and say-

"What the heeeeelllllllllll are you staring at?" I demand.

"Those beautiful eyes of yours. Green, like your dead mum's?" He bursts out in laughter.

And that's when I smack him, right across his face, and hard.