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Tina Edwards
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Lexi Hooper has been a Harry Potter fan since the very start. One day, Lexi and her friend decide to go to King's Cross station for a memorable cosplay. But what s...Chapter 14
Before, whenever I used to hear the name 'library' when it came to my school lessons, I would run for my life in the opposite direction, but it wasn't a surprise that I spent most of my free time in Hogwarts' library, reading about ghosts, werewolves, and vampires.
Β Β Β I was in the potions' section that day, trying to figure out how to turn someone's skin like the skin of a toad. I had a few books already in my hands as I looked through the shelves, that a voice suddenly said behind me, "Hi!"
Β Β Β Startled, I gave a squeak, my books all falling on the ground. Turning around with my eyes widened in shock, I saw a Durmstrang boy, in his red robes.
Β Β Β He had chocolatey brown eyes and his dark hair was so short that it looked as if he had just recently shaved it.
Β Β Β "Oh, I'm so sorry," he said as we both bent down to pick up the fallen books. "I didn't mean to scare you, or anything."
Β Β Β "No, it's alright." I shook my hand reassuringly, taking my book from him. "Thanks."
Β Β Β "I'm Ivan. Can I know your name?" He asked, leaning against the shelf with his tall feature, smiling down at me handsomely.
"I'm Lexi," I said, making my way over to Madam Pince and handing her the three books.
"I've actually been meaning to come and talk to you," he said rather loudly, receiving a glare from Madam Pince who was writing my name down for the books.
Β Β Β "That's β er β very nice of you," I smiled politely.
Grabbing my books and exiting the library, I saw Ivan following me out as well. "I've seen you many times before; mostly by the lake. You're always reading, I noticed."
Β Β Β "Yeah, I've recently been enjoying reading." I said, trying to keep up a polite conversation.
Β Β Β "What else do you like to do in your free times?"
Β Β Β "I dunno," I shrugged uninterestedly.
Before I could take another step, Ivan walked in front of me, blocking my way. I noticed a little blush running across his cheeks as he stared down awkwardly at his feet.
"Okay, how about this," he started with a grin, "we can meet up after your classes in this hall, and have a little chat. What do you say?"
"Hmm... we'll see," I said with a grin, turning to leave.
"Wait? Really!?" he exclaimed, both in disbelief and excitement. "You'll consider it?"
"Why? Were you not expecting me to?" I asked amusingly, glancing around at him.
"No, not really. I actually thought I'd first have to convince you that I'm not a serial killer," he said, making me chuckle.
"Well, at that hour the corridors are full of students, so it would be pretty hard to kill me," I said, trying to suppress a grin. Although I then narrowed my eyes at him, saying in a suspicious dark voice, "But then again... what are the chances that we are both serial killers?"
I finally let the smile creep through my face and so I winked at him, turning on my heels and leaving the corridor.
***
Sitting down alone on the Gryffindor table for lunch, I put brown hair in a bun and placed a book before me, skimming through its pages which contained the names of different poisonous potions and ways of recognizing them.
I was nearly done with my food that I saw Fred and George walking in the Great Hall, whispering to each other suspiciously. But when they spotted me, they grinned and came forward.
Oh, this can't be good, I thought with a groan.
They took the seats before me and sat down, still grinning mischievously. "What?" I finally said after a minute of awkward staring.
"Lee told us that he saw you with a Durmstrang boy today." George finally said.
I rolled my eyes. "Oh, yes, cause now that I was seen talking to him, it probably means that we're gonna get married next month."
"I knew it!" George gasped dramatically and I couldn't help but chuckle.
"So what if we were talking?" I shrugged. "There's no harm in an innocent chat."
"There is no such a thing as an innocent chat!" said George grimly.
"Yeah! You can't hang out with him!" Fred blurted out, who was suspiciously quiet throughout this conversation.
"And why not?" I folded my arms.
"Because β because," he thought a bit before saying, "George, back me up here!"
"Because we're your friends and you have to consult with us before you go around snogging people!" said George.
"Snogging?" I repeated in disgust. "Okay, first of all, I don't want to go snogging him just because we were talking. Second, what makes you think that I would ever talk to you about someone who I find interesting?"
"Because friends don't keep secrets from each other!" George said proudly.
"Oh yeah?" I grinned at them knowingly, "By the way, how's Mr. Bagman? Have you sent him the letter yet?"
Satisfied with the looks of horror and shock on their faces, I stood up from the table and took my book.
"Goodbye, boys." and by sending a wink at them, I left the Great Hall, leaving them dazed.
***
I wasn't going to go, but after my chat with the Weasley twins, I was irritated and decided to give it a go. I waited impatiently for four o'clock to arrive and made my way down the hall outside of the library.
Β Β Β Immediately, I spotted Ivan there, leaning against the wall. When he saw me, he came forward with a grin playing on his lips.
"How did you know I would come?" I said as I reached him.
Β Β Β "Well, I was just hoping," he shrugged and smiled down at me.
Β Β Β We sat there on the ground leaning against the wall for the next hour, as Ivan told me all about Durmstrang and I listened with interest, secretly hoping that I could visit other Wizarding schools one day.
Β Β Β At last, Ivan stood up and raised his hand for me to take and when he helped me up, he accompanied me back to the Gryffindor common room. And so, with a light bow of his head, he bid me goodbye and left my side.
I couldn't wipe away the smile from my face, as I said the password and walked through the portrait hole and into the Gryffindor common room.
But I was startled by a voice which called out to me, "Back so early from your date, Professor Snappy?"
And turning around, I saw Fred and George standing in a dark corner, their arms folded as they narrowed their eyes down at me.
Oh, dear. We are in trouble.