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Back to the Basics
So you can see, I’m not mysterious or entrancing at all. I was just a nervous wreck of a girl who prefers studying others rather than interacting with them.
Lost For Words
Maddy really didn’t have a reason for Ron’s appointment to number two, not even stupid reasons like she had for Hermione. Her hatred for the somewhat dorky red head had started soon after her hatred for Gyriffindor’s resident bookworm had began.
A Nagging Conscience
“Oh no you don’t. I gave up helping you guys with pranks last year when Dumbledore didn’t name me effin’ prefect. Never again am I going to let you guys talk me into putting a love potion into Dumbledore’s goblet to make him confess his undying love for Professor McGonagall,” Jackie replied, making the rest of us laugh at the memory of one of the best pranks we ever pulled.
That’s right. Harry Potter made me faint. If that isn’t totally spastic, I really don’t know what is.
If fainting over him made me feel like a spaz, this just made me feel like a complete idiot.
The Room of Requirement
She never thought she would be this kind of girl. She had always tried to be perfect and this, this temptress waiting in the Room of Requirements was so far from perfect that she was sick to her stomach over the simple image of herself at the moment. But then all she had to do was think of him and the fluttering came back at full force.
Smoking in the Owlery
My only response to this was flipping him the bird and then turning around, quickly leaving the now bane of existence behind me, while unbeknownst to me, he was checking out my bloody butt...
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