Hogwarts Part 14

Will you get the Hogwarts guy of your dreams? Find out in this quiz. Starting in your third year, you will get the opportunity to become friends and more with Neville Longbottom, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Oliver Wood.

*Recap* The Yule Ball was last time. You danced with pretty much everyone, and Oliver arrived in the middle of the ball. It caused tensions between him and Ron, and ended in a fight that caused you to flee the ball in tears. Harry comforted you and you went to bed. Basically, it’s the next day now.

Created by: music826
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  1. I'm going to start putting the recap up there ^, one, so I can fill up space in the introductory paragraphs, and two, so those who don't need them can just go to the story :).
  2. I got out of bed the next morning, and everything came crashing back down on me. My fight with Ron and Oliver, the mess I had gotten myself into, everything. I freshened up, threw on a sweater and some jeans, and went down for breakfast. My plan was to avoid everyone at all costs, but of course, that never happened. I picked up a piece of toast and sat down at the Ravenclaw table. Most of the older students had stayed for the holidays because of the Yule Ball, so I was still rather inconspicuous around the castle. Not more than thirty seconds after I sat down, Oliver found me. “Cassandra, we need to talk,” he said urgently, leaning down to me from above. “We can talk later. I’m eating toast,” I said, making up a lame excuse to avoid talking. “Please,” he pleaded, looking at me with wide eyes and gesturing towards the doors to the Great Hall. I sighed and looked sadly at my pieces of toast before following him out the door.
  3. “So what did you want to say?” I asked tiredly as soon as he had found a vacant corridor to talk in. “Well, first, I’m sorry,” he apologized. It was the obvious thing to say, of course, but I sensed there was something more. I gestured for him to continue. “And I’m leaving Hogwarts,” he finished as if it was the hardest thing to say in his life. “Well, of course you are. You have to return to Puddlemere sometime,” I said matter-of-factly. He looked at me with a heartbreakingly sad expression. “You don’t get it. I’m leaving. For good,” he said heavily. “What? Why?” I demanded. His outburst from the previous night was bad, but I didn’t think it was banish worthy. “I’m only making things worse for you here. I can’t keep coming back and then leaving all the time. Every time I come, I notice how everyone looks at me. They hate when I return, and I don’t think you’re all that fond of it, either,” he said firmly. I tried to protest, but he cut me off with a wave of his hand. “Like you said, you don’t need me to protect you. This is the last time you’ll see me, at least intentionally. I’m sorry,” he said, his voice breaking slightly. He hugged me quickly and then left towards Gryffindor Tower without looking back once.
  4. I watched him disappear in a shocked silence, following his figure up the stairs with my eyes. I willed myself to run after him, but my legs seemed to be stuck to the floor. I sank down onto a nearby staircase, realizing it wasn’t like the farewells we had said before. It was final. Before I even realized it, a few tears had traveled down my cheeks. I stayed there for a while, trying to gain the will to finish breakfast in the Great Hall, but my appetite had abandoned me along with Oliver. In my depressed thoughts, I didn’t even realize that Neville had been traveling down the stairs behind me.
  5. “Is that you, Cassandra?” he asked in a worried tone, reaching the bottom of the stairs. I looked up at him and he seemed to notice how upset I looked. “I heard about Ron and Oliver last night,” he said sympathetically, sitting beside me on my step. I let out a small laugh, sniffling slightly. “They’re both gits. But that’s not it,” I said, wiping my eyes and sitting up to face him. He waited expectantly, indicating for me to continue. “Oliver left. For good,” I finished, and his eyes widened in shock as the message sunk in. He nodded his understanding, seeming to flounder for the right words to say. A silence followed, and I smiled at Neville. “You don’t have to stay here, you know. I realize this probably isn’t much fun,” I said, wiping a few stray tears from my face. He just shook his head and smiled at me. “I’m not going to leave,” he said, blushing slightly. We sat in a comfortable silence for a while, until Neville stood up shakily, as if reaching a decision.
  6. “I’ve been saving that dance for you. From last night,” he said embarrassedly, holding out his hand again. I gave him a watery smile and took it, touched by the gesture to cheer me up. He pulled me up and we started into a sort of swing dance, him twirling me around the empty corridor without any sort of musical accompaniment. Soon, we were both laughing at the odd scene we made. I stopped with my arms around his neck and we were suddenly at a standstill, the silence heavy and filled with tension. He looked back into my eyes in a sort of frozen state, appearing almost afraid of what I was going to do. On impulse, I leaned up to him and kissed him lightly on the lips. He went a bright shade of pink, but he was still smiling uncontrollably. I smiled rather sheepishly and leaned into his shoulder, finding comfort in the contact. I suddenly realized that Ron was standing directly behind Neville. He shifted his feet uncomfortably and cleared his throat. Neville jumped violently at the noise, stepping away from me as if he had been stung. He went even pinker, and slowly started towards the staircase again, desperate to escape the situation. “I’ll, uh, I’ll see you later, Cassandra,” he said in a high-pitched tone, making his way up the steps at top speed.
  7. I turned to Ron irritably, annoyed that he had sent Neville running. “What?” I asked rudely, crossing my arms. “So, what, now you’re with Longbottom?” he asked in disbelief. “No, I’m not. But that’s beside the point, Ron. If you’re not going to apologize, I’m leaving,” I said, turning slightly in indication. “No, wait! I am sorry. I was a jealous git, and you didn’t deserve what happened last night. I’ll apologize to Wood, too, if it makes you happy,” he said earnestly. “I accept the apology, Ron, but I’m afraid it’s too late to apologize to Oliver,” I said in an icy tone. He adopted a confused look. “Why, what happened to him?” he asked curiously. “He left Hogwarts, and he’s not coming back,” I said, narrowing my eyes at him accusingly. He had the sense to look sympathetic, but not before I saw a flash of victory cross his face. “You should be thrilled,” I said in disgust, turning to leave. He grabbed my arm at last second. “Wait, no, I mean, I’m sorry he left. But you have to admit, he was only getting in the way,” he couldn’t resist adding at the end. “Ron, you just don’t know when to shut up, do you? Please, just leave me alone,” I said, striding off down the corridor. He didn’t stop me that time.
  8. The holidays passed with a rather miserable air. Ron sent me a pack of Chocolate Frogs by owl to apologize, but I hadn’t seen him in the castle since our encounter in the corridor. I attempted to learn the clue that came in the Golden Egg, but all that came out was a ghastly screeching sound that put my teeth on edge. Finally fed up with the drama that tended to occur around the Gryffindors, I decided to visit Arianna. I had been an extremely neglectful sister throughout the year, mostly because I wasn’t used to having a sister. I found her in the Great Hall, and soon, she dragged me off to the Slytherin common room so we could talk. I walked into the room with her, planning to spend a nice evening just talking for once. Luckily, I didn’t get any accusatory stares from any Slytherins. Draco walked past my chair at one point, and I attempted to hide my presence, but he stopped suddenly and turned back around to face me.
  9. “Well, I said you belonged in Slytherin, but I didn’t think you’d take it so seriously,” he said, smirking. I narrowed my eyes at him. “I just came to visit my sister, if you would kindly leave us alone,” I said irritably. He looked genuinely surprised. “Sister?” he repeated, and his eyes shifted to Arianna, who smiled at him sheepishly. “Yes. Is there a problem, Draco?” I asked smugly. He quickly regained his old smirk. “Not at all. You should visit more often, then,” he said indicatively, and then strode off to talk with some friends. Arianna grinned at me. “What?” I asked suspiciously. “He fancies you,” she said, lowering her voice. I rolled my eyes. “I know,” I said as if it were a huge burden to bear. “I think you fancy him, too,” she said, leaning back as I tried to whack her with a pillow. “I don’t think so,” I said with a tight smile. “He’s arrogant, obnoxious, and incredibly irritating,” I said, shooting a disgusted look at him from across the room. He met my eyes and smirked. “And cute,” Arianna said with a mischievous smile. I shot her a look, but a grudging smile touched my lips.
  10. *music826* That concludes this rather boring-ish edition. Okay, so don't kill me Oliver fans. I think you know Oliver isn't leaving forever; he's probably just not going to show up for a little while. Also, Harry will appear in the next edition since I didn't fit him in this one. I hope you enjoyed and I'm off to write Part 15!

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