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I walked down the hallway into the fifth floor corridor where Peter had promised to meet and talk to me. I skipped along, taking extra care not to make too much noise, as it was later, just half an hour before curfew. I swung open the large wooden door and stepped inside the old charms classroom that they use for dueling practice now. Unfortunately, with limited candles and the dark hour, I could scarcely view what was three feet from my own face.

“Elsie, close the door,” a voice told me. I obliged, feeling rather giddy and light-headed. Peter emerged from the shadows; the small candle sitting atop an old wooden desk provided an eerie glow to his features. I sighed, feeling my heart seemingly combust. I walked away from the door, looking behind my shoulder and sighing.

“Peter, can I just say, before you cut in, that I am so sorry. I mean, blimey, had I known what I was doing, I wouldn’t have,” Peter cut me off.

“Elsie, you liked me, and I ignored you. I thought I liked your sister, because you guys look so much alike, and I’m a plonker when it comes to names, honestly. I was so cruel to you, and you’re apologizing?” He laughed to himself. “You’re amazing.”

“I don’t believe this…” I looked down. I sighed and looked around myself, completely surprised to view my surroundings. It seemed old and worn, but the classroom was remarkably cozy and comfortable. “Wait, how did you know I liked you?”

“A long story,” he grinned. I smiled to myself softly when I saw how crooked his teeth were. His hair was longer than most boys wore it, but if I could just touch, I would imagine it to be smooth and soft. His bright blue eyes, which had hints of both green and yellow in them, seemed to sparkle even more than usual in the dull glow of the candle. How could I be so lucky to have found someone who was so alike to me, and yet so wonderfully different?

“I have time,” I mumbled. He nodded, sitting on an old desk.

“Well, as you probably know, Lily and James are spending a ton of time together, even though Prongs won’t tell us why,” he mumbled the last part, and I smiled because I knew why. “But, she sort of let it slip that you er…liked me a bit, and that you don’t deal well with, as she put it, ‘stressful situations’,” he said it with quotations marks. “And well…that’s why you kind of, you know, took your top off.”

“Oh, Peter,” I cried. “I am so sorry.”

“You don’t need to apologize; Merlin knows I didn’t mind,” he laughed, to which I joined in, extremely abashed. “So what do you say, friends?”

“Friends,” I smiled sadly. He held out his hand for me to shake. I looked at it despondently.

“Forget that.” I pulled his hand forward and pressed my lips to his, to which he responded rather enthusiastically. 

Holy Mother of Pearl!!! How short is this chapter?!?! Don't you just want to smack the author for making you wait, I know I do! Haha, but seriously, I warned that eleven and twelve would be short, and I came through, no? Well I promise that you will definitely not be disappointed with chapter 13!!!! I'm thinking about 3800 words...

Preview of chapter 13: 
"That's not how you kiss someone," He breathed. I sighed, my cheeks flaring a bright red, my eyes cast downward. "Go slowly...enjoy it."

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