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“Who are we sharing Transfiguration with?” Jo asked.
“Oh, come on!” she groaned.
“What’s the issue?”
“McGonagall is going to make me pair up with Black again” she dropped her head on the table with a loud ‘thump’. “I hate my life” Alice and I exchanged a quick look.
“You know, if I’d ever seen you fly before I would have never forgotten your name”
“If that’s your attempt at an apology, let me tell you it sucks” I was extremely glad my voice sounded a lot calmer than I felt.
“I have nothing to apologise for” Black said haughtily.
“Right” I turned around, ready to leave. He sidestepped me and stood in front of me, blocking my path.
“I just wondered…” he started. I took a small step backwards. For some reason, it felt extremely important that I put some distance between us. He didn’t agree, and again closed the space between us.
“Yes?” my voice was a whisper.
A part of my brain started shouting at me, demanding to know what the hell I was doing. I was frozen. Merlin’s pants, somebody please interrupt whatever this is, throw something at me, anything!
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