Harry sat in potions class boredly. He looked over and saw the prettiest Slytherin ever. He knew her name was Antebellum, but liked to be called Ana. She had her head resting in the palm of her hand. He looked down and noticed bright pink converse on her feet. Her eyes locked with his. ‘I like your converse’, he mouthed. She looked down and blushed. ‘Thanks’, she mouthed back, ‘Courtyard. After class?’ ‘Really?’ he mouthed. She nodded.
After class, Harry noticed her talking softly with Blaise Zabini. He walked to the courtyard and waited for her. “Sorry, I had to escape my step brother”, she said. “Blaise is your brother?” Harry asked. “Don’t hold it against me”, Ana said, “His mother is actually going to keep my father around”. “If anything happens, the Weasley’s and I would love to have you”, Harry told her. “Thanks Harry”, she said. The old fashion bell rang. “Gotta go”, she said kissing his cheek. She smiled and ran off. He touched the place she kissed and smiled. He was in love with a Slytherin in bright pink converse.
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