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Confessions of Adhara Greengrass | Confessions of explosions, maneaters and lake-pushing














    I didn't think I looked that horrible as I walked into the Great Hall after my run with Albus. I ran up the hill to the Great Hall to tell Eleanor what had happened. Well, I didn't really run, more like propelled myself forward because I became exhausted after running for five seconds. God, I really am in horrible shape. Anyways, back to the present: I really didn't think I looked that horrible. That is until Eleanor caught sight of my and promptly spit out her pumpkin juice and started sputtering. What. A. Drama. Queen.

    "Merlin's baggy blue kilt, what on earth happened to you?"

    Merlin's baggy blue kilt? Where on earth does she get these sayings from?

    "Running... falling, sprinting... uphill." I say, shrugging.

    I suddenly felt something moist spilling down past my hairline. I hesitantly reached up to touch my forehead. Mud. Hmph. Well, I must have landed headfirst into that puddle...

    "Adhara," says Eleanor. "Let's go clean you up before anyone else sees you, I think you're scaring the first years. And then, you're telling me exactly what happened..."

    Upon reaching the dormitory, Eleanor rushes me to the bathroom and I see my reflection. I look horrible. There are leaves in my hair which is stained brown from the mud. My previously white tee shirt has grass stains covering it and my knees are scratched. Eleanor pulls me toward the sink and begins scrubbing various shampoos through my hair.

    "Honestly, Adhara, I said go running with him, not make a right mess of yourself." says Ele.

    "What do you think I was trying to do?!"

    "Well, I don't know, you look like some sort of wild beast."

    Say, what?

    "Ow! What was that for?"

    "Sorry, my leg slipped."

    "Honestly, I should be reprimanding you for not following my instructions." says Eleanor.

    "Pardon me, Professor McGonagall. It's you're fault I look like this!"

    Eleanor huffs, "I said go running with him. Not fall into puddles and trip into bushes."

    "You knew I couldn't run! What did you expect?"

    "For you to run." she says snottily.

    Wow, she really is thick this one.

    "Well, what happened?" she demands, while yanking at my hair. Gosh, touchy, touchy.

    "Well, I tried to act all subtle going up to him and all... Then he asked if I wanted to go for a run with him. And I thought everything was going perfectly... until we started running. Well, he ran. I just sort of propelled myself forward by sheer force of energy. And then, I tripped and got back up. Then, we were running again, and he was asking me about what you said was true or not, and I said yes."

    "You said yes?!"

    "Well, there was no point trying to hide it anymore."

    "So, was he surprised?"

    "Uh, no?"

    "What do you mean no? Why not?!"

    "Well, he kinda already knew because someone told him."

    "Well," she answers stiffly, "Go on."

    "So, I said yes and he was about to answer so I twisted around to see his reaction, and then... and then, I stumbled into a bush. And he was going to help me up but, I don't know, I went crazy and started running back up the hill, and then, I slipped into a puddle of mud. And then, I tripped over a rock and bumped into that tree..."

    "Wait, so he didn't come after you?"

    "No."

    "Why not?"

    "I don't know," I say.


*





    I honestly can't concentrate, Albus and Scorpius are at the table infront of us. And Albus still hasn't said anything to me. Scorpius is avoiding me, I was sure of it. He hasn't even made fun of me all day. Albus had probablly told him. Git. I just stare at the back of his stupid black head. His hair isn't even that nice. Git.

    "Do you reckon we did something wrong?" asks Eleanor, stirring our now yellow potion.

    "Erm, possibly. What color's it supposed to be?"

    "Orange."

    "Well, were not too far off then."

    The potion suddenly started bubbling violently.

    "Uhm, Ele? Why's our potion bubbling?"

    "It's supposed to... I think."

    The yellow potion suddenly stopped bubbling and exploded, cauldron and all.

    "You still think its supposed to bubble?"

    Eleanor just huffs.

    "Miss Greengrass!" shouts Professor Slughorn.

    Oh, well, joy unbounded. And, of course I get blamed for Eleanor's potion expolsion.

    "Yes, Professor?"

    "What on earth happened here?" inquires Professor Slughorn, while all the sixth year Slytherin and Gryffindors stare on.

    "Uhm, the potion exploded..."

    "Yes, Miss Greengrass, I hadn't realized."

    Well, golly gee, now he's getting all sarcastic while Ele just sits there staring innocently. That's what best friends are for.

    "Detention!"

    Marvelous.

    I hear a snicker, coming from Scorpius's direction. I will kill him.




*






    I really did hate him. Stupid git. And his stupid girlfriend. Honestly, who would want to go out with a narcissistic boy like him? Uhm, you. Shut up, brain.

    "James spoke to me today," says Ele, dreamily.

    I just stare blankly at my soup.

    "And he said..."

    I tune her out. There is only so much of Ele I could take in one day.

    I turn instead towards the stupid couple. I mean, wasn't she going out with Davies last week?

    "Hey, Ele, wasn't Gemma seeing Davies last week?"

    "Honestly, Adhara, it was two months ago."

    "Whatever. She's still a maneater."

    "Don't be stupid, Adhara, no one eats men."

    Genius girl, that one, she is.



*





    I, Adhara Greengrass, was on mission. I was going to find that Albus Potter and tell him... tell him - oh, bullocks, I had no idea what I was going to say. Oh, well, it would come to me when I needed it.

    My first task: find him. I had no idea where to start. Eleanor had gotten herself stuck in a window up on the fourth floor while looking out the window for James who was flying around the Quidditch pitch. I left her there.

    My first place to look was the library. Then the owlery. Then the broom shed. Then... I was stuck. I had no idea where to look next. I walked idly towards the school grounds and then I spotted a black head. His black head. Stupid black head. I walked quickly towards him and accidently bumped smack into him. Only it wasn't him. It was James. The Gryffindors surrounding him should of been a hint. Golly gee, Eleanor's been rubbing off on me.

    Shit. He was looking at me. Like I was crazy. Quick mind, think of something smart to say. "Uhm, I like red?"

    "Uhh.." he says, raising an eyebrow, "Adhara isn't it?"

    "James," I reply wittily.

    "What?"

    "Uhm... I was just... saying your name?" Great, now all the Gryffindors are staring at me.

    "Right," he replies, frowning at me like I'm mentally incompetent.

    I hear my name being called in the distance and turn towards the sound. Holy mother of Merlin, how did Eleanor get herself out from that window? She was now running, quite fast I might add in my direction. Like a mad woman. "Adhara!" she shouts, quickly approaching. When did she learn to run?

    "Oh, hello, Eleanor. What brings you here on this fine Scottish afternoon?" I say, cheerily.

    She just glares at me. I was in for it this time. Then, upon realizing I was standing next to her Prince Charming she suddenly straightens up and smiles. "Hello, James," she says.

    "Hello, Eleanor, you look lovely as always." replies James. Ugh, these two make me sick.

    Eleanor giggles annoyingly and I roll my eyes. "Thank you, James, you're too kind."

    "So, what brings you two here?" asks James.

    "Oh, well, Adhara was just stalking your brother and I was being a faithful friend and I came along."

    I will kill her. Does she not think about things in her head before saying them? God. I swear, people that say blondes are dumb... they should seriously meet Eleanor.

    James looks uncomfortable. But, Genuis Eleanor just continues on.

    "As his brother, would you say he likes her?"

    "Eleanor, shut up." I say, a fake smiled plastered to my face.

    "Oh, Adhara, everyone knows already. So, James? Do you think your brother likes her? Is Gemma just his way of making Adhara jealous?" asks Eleanor.

    "Eleanor, Eleanor, shut up!"

    James coughs uncomfortably.

    "Eleanor," he says, switching the subject. "Would you like to go out with me sometime?"

    Good God, Eleanor looks like she is going to burst with joy.

    Oh God, she is doing the batting-the-eyelashes thing. Except all the mascara she has on is making it hard for her to open them now. Oh lord. Her eyes were now shut and she is twitching her face violently trying in vain to open her eyes again. Good thing she doesn't have boy entrancers on. That would have have been a right mess.

    James is looking at Eleanor curiously now.

    "You all right, Eleanor?" asks James hesitantly.

    "Just... dandy." she replies, eyes still closed.

    Quick mind, think of something smart to say to get Eleanor out of this situation. Normally, I would of just left her there. And laughed. But, I needed her help to find Albus.

    "Actually, James," I say, pulling Eleanor along. "We have to go... uhm," think of something convincing to say. "to the owls."

    "Right," he says, looking unconvinced.. or maybe he was just confused. "Well, have fun."

    We couldn't get out of there fast enough.



*





    All right, I've officially checked everywhere. He's nowhere to be found. I think I should just stay here on this rock. If only the Whomping Willow would stop trying to reach me with its creepy branches...

    I begin walking down to the Black Lake. And then, I see him. At first, I thought it was some sort of hallucination. But, no. He was there. I jumped on him. Bad idea.

    "You!" I scream at him.

    He jumped quite startledly because I had just come out from behind a bush.

    "What are you doing, Adhara?" he asks, looking behind him, probably to see if any other girls were planning on jumping out of bushes.

    "What's it look like?" I ask defensively. "I've been looking for you since 2:18."

    Okay, a bit too creepy stalker-ish.

    He looks confused. Or scared. One or either. Or both. Boys are a mystery to me.

    "Point is," I say, hastily, "I need to tell you something."

    He nods, as if telling me to go on.

    Oh, right. I hadn't figred out what I was going to say yet. I thought it would have come to me by now.

    Oh, well. Here goes nothing.

    I clear my throat awkwardly. Then, again. Then, again, for good measure.

    "I have come to say something important." Oh, I sound all official and everything.

    Albus raises an eyebrow and smirks a little. "Always difficult to find out how to start a conversation with you. But, you always seem to know what to say."

    I couldn't tell if he was complimenting me or making fun of me. I push the thought aside and focus on what I was going to say.

    "What I have to say is... that, I like you. Really like you. You already now. So, I'm just putting it out there, " I say quickly.

    He doesn't say anthing. Okay... this silence is awkward. Really awkward. I don't do awkward.

    I was counting seconds. I was at sixty-seven. Sixty-seven seconds and still no answer from him. He looks like he is trying to say something, but stops himself everytime he is about to get some words out.

    "Adhara, I..."

    And then, I didn't know why. But, I couldn't face rejection. And something about his tone told me I wouldn't like his response.

    And then, I still don't know why I did it. It was the only thing I could do.

    I did the only thing that I could think to do.

    I pushed him with all my force... into the Black Lake.

    And then…

    And then, I ran for it.









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