WAR
Sitting outside on a bench, a book in hands, Charlie was fast reading the newest novel she had rented at the library. She had this incredible talent to memorize everything she'd read, even only once. Her eyes roamed on the cursive letters as she balanced her feet in a steady rhythm unconsciously.
She had just flipped an other page when she felt a presence sitting next to her. She sighed inwardly, because there was nothing she disliked more than being disturbed when she was reading. It seemed like the magic of the book disappeared suddenly, bringing her back to her own life.
It was not that she didn't like her life, because in fact, it was good enough for her. When she received her Hogwarts letter, she knew her life would change forever. Being the only witch in all of her family, she had decided to make a difference in the world, even if just a tiny one, but she had no idea where to start. She had been thinking about it ever since she stepped foot in Hogwarts, but nothing had came to her mind just yet. She knew it would happen, and that when the moment would come, she'd knew.
"Still your nose stuck in a book?"
The blond haired girl who had taken place next to Charlie grinned to her mischievously. Although Charlie was younger than her, Kristin liked her company. She was probably the most coveted Ravenclaw for her beauty, but most importantly for her kindness. Everyone was her friend, without discrimination, and Ray saw a lot of incredible qualities in her, telling her Kristin was someone worth being around.
Charlie simply nodded, closing her book. There was no way you could make Kristin stop talking, and Charlie actually enjoyed her company a lot.
"Have you read about the new houses competition?" Kristin asked, now that she had Charlie's full attention.
"Yea. This is ridiculous." Charlie grimaced. "Anyone smart enough knows we don't need that."
"I know. We should do something about it. Like, boycott it or something." Kristin sighed.
Charlie's mind started running fast, an idea slowly taking form in her mind. She needed more time to think about it. She just had to let the solution come to her naturally. There's only one thing she was sure about ; something had to be done. Hogwarts was precious in her eyes, and she felt like it had attributed a new mission. And saving Hogwarts was the difference she could make. But she needed help.
"Join me tonight, after dinner, in the library." Charlie suddenly said, getting up. "And find girls who think exactly like us."
Before Kristin could ask anything, Charlie ran away, leaving her sitting by herself. Kristin frowned a moment, and finally shrugged. She'd know soon enough.
As she scribbled the last line of her homework, Megan Costello yawned and stretched herself without any shame.
"Tired, Costello?"
Megan grimaced at Draco Malfoy's words. She hated to be called by her last name. It's not that she didn't like it, but her mother had chosen a beautiful first name for her, couldn't people just use it?
"Shut up,
Malfoy." she replied, accentuating his last name, hoping he'd get the drift.
"Don't be so rude, Costello, where would you be without me?"
Obviously he had not got it, but he wasn't wrong. When Megan stepped foot in Hogwarts, she knew no one. Draco, who was a year older than her, had decided, (and Megan still had no idea why), to take her under his wing, and ever since, Draco, along with his best friend Livia, had been her closest friends. Being in the same house helped a lot, because although Megan had been put in slytherin for her determination, and her sometimes rude honesty, she didn't always feel like one of them. Sure, she had a lot of qualities a slytherin needed, but she highly disliked the sight the other houses had on them. As soon as you get labeled a slytherin, the students of the three other houses see you differently, as if you were automatically evil, and full of hatred. Megan wasn't like that, and she wished people would stop judging her simply on her house, instead of who she really was ; simply Megan Costello, yes, a pure blood, but a pure blood with a heart.
"I'd probably be in complete pain if I hadn't met someone as incredible as you." Megan replied sarcastically. "Thanks for reminding me, Draco."
Draco grinned at the petite girl's answer. He liked to be around her. Now only was she a special character, but she also had a beautiful and flawless face. The first time he lay his eyes on her, he would have never guessed she would have become a slytherin. Her beauty shined through her eyes, and her controlled fear of being new made him think of an angel landing on earth. His first impression had been wrong. When Megan got sorted into slytherin, Draco had been surprised, and when she opened her mouth to insult him the very first time, he understood the meaning of not judging a book by its cover.
"I'm so damn tired."
Both Draco and Megan looked up as Livia let her books fall down on the table, before to take place in front of them.
"I get all kind of comments because of that article. And I didn't even write it!"
"Comments like,
what the fuck are narggles anyway?" Draco said, making Megan laugh lightly.
"No, you idiot." Livia replied with a smile, hitting him friendly with one of her books. "The other article, the one about the competition."
"I knew, I just wanted to make fun of Lovegood." Draco shrugged.
"It's crazy." Livia kept going, ignoring his comment. "Either people are completely mad, saying that a competition will only make things worse between the houses, or people get so excited they want me to write an article about how their house is going to win."
"Let them do." Megan replied, trying to be comforting. "It's not like it was your idea."
"I know." Livia sighed. "I think I may just do an article about how pissed I am."
The two other grinned at her. She was always the first one to claim the injustices around the school, and this time most likely wouldn't be an exception.
"Or maybe In could take the idea, and write down an article about the qualities of each houses, perhaps."
"Don't stress too much." Draco said, taking her hand.
Livia smiled to him and nodded. Everything would change, now, and she wasn't sure it was for the best.
"Have you heard?" Jessie asked her boyfriend.
George moved closer to her with a frown. The two of them had been going out for as long as anyone could remember, and nothing could tear them apart. They had so much in common, and what they didn't complete the other with perfectness. Their relation was known around the whole school, and almost everyone were jealous of it, hoping for just half of their happiness.
"Molly told me that everyone against the competition should meet up in the library tonight." Jessie whispered.
George started at her, trying to assimilate the information, but the sight of Jessie curled his lips and he quickly stole a kiss from her, making her blush lightly as she pushed him away sweetly.
"Not now, George. I'm serious." Jessie replied in a low tone.
"I know. So you think we should go?" he frowned again.
"This competition is a pain, we both know it." she explained. "I think we should do something about it."
George shrugged, taking a candy out of his pocket and throwing it in his mouth.
"I'm following you." he simply replied, making Jessie smile.
She was so grateful to life for giving her a boyfriend like George. She trusted him with her life, and even after all those years together, 4 to be precise, she still loved him like the very first day, and so did he, she knew it. She knew a relationship like that was rare, and that taking it for granted would be wrong, but she couldn't help but be sure George was her future. She imagined no one else than George to spend her life with.
"Molly!" she yelled as the short blond passed by.
"We're in." Jessie said when Molly got closer to them.
"Great, I'll be there, too." she replied, taking a look behind her.
Cedric Diggory, the only guy she ever had eyes on, looked back at her and grinned, sending shivers run up her spine quickly.
"He was totally staring at you." Jessie whispered again as Molly turned back to look at her.
She simply smiled. Their glances would often meet these days, giving Molly the hope that something was happening between them. Of course, Cho Chang didn't seem to really like it, giving Molly the hint that tehre was some kind of chemistry between Cedric and her. Cho had started ignoring her, although they had been close friends for a while. At first, it had hurt Molly, but the pretty girl remembered how Cho had easily back stabbed her and had went out with Cedric some years ago, even if she had been completely aware of Molly's feelings. So much of a friend. Molly shrugged at her own thoughts, giving Jessie the impression she didn't really care.
"You still have a thing for him, don't you?" Jessie asked with a frown.
"Oh! Yea, of course." Molly said as her cheeks quickly turned a bright red color.
She hated to blush so easily, and her pale skin, eyes and hair color made it even more obvious.
"I'll see you guys tonight." she simply said, quickly walking until the Great Hall's door.
She turned around, and once again, her eyes met Cedric's. There was no way she would let a competition ruin what was happening between them. All the money in the world wouldn't make her change her mind ; this competition was a bad idea, and she'd do all she could to prevent the students from the coming war.
