Chapter: I have no idea what it should be called

I have no idea what it should be called

It's been a bit since I continued writing here, but I think I have a very passable idea now.

The glaring daylight that shone through the windows of the sleeping room made his hellish headache worse. Did he have a drink yesterday? Not really. Actually yesterday was nothing, except the thing with Mel. He didn't know why, but he had the feeling that he shouldn't face her today. Maybe he should pretend to be sick. He'd be fine with the headache. Then it occurred to him that today was Saturday. That meant no school and if he wanted he didn't have to see her all day. He could go to Hogsmead, but he would probably see her there and do his homework too. He sighed. then he would spend the whole day in the library. He swung his legs out of bed and started looking for something to wear. When he took another look outside, he decided on a plain white shirt and black pants.After he was done with clothes and washing, he made his way to the common room.
Some people were already there and without really noticing it, he searched the room for a very specific person. But he didn't see her anywhere, he only saw a sixth grader who - loud enough that he could overhear - was talking to her two friends. "Gillian, where is Mel?" "She's in the sleep room. She's not doing well at all. She has a headache." The boy sighed. “What a shame, I actually wanted to ask her if she's going to Hogsmead with me.” The two girls just shrugged their shoulders, whereupon the boy let out another sigh and left the common room. What was this Tyo imagining? That she would go away with someone like him? Even if only to Hogsmead. He interrupted himself in his gadanks. Was he a little jealous? No he wasn't, he was never jealous. It got so far that he became jealous. And that on a guy who was so stupid that he made Creb and Goyle competition because of a girl who was conceited, opinionated, totally cute and ..... stop !!!!!He hadn't just thought that, right? He must have looked pretty pissed off, because he noticed that Gillian was pointing at him and started laughing. The other girl whose name he didn't know began to laugh too after a short time. He threw the two of them an icy look, - but one of them still giggled - and left the common room.
He had really lost his appetite and his headache didn't get any better as he went to the great hall. There he sat down at his pub and, albeit listlessly, began to fill his bowl with muesli and eat. After about 15 minutes, Creb, Goyle and Zabini (I've been thinking about installing it the whole time, I've now decided to do so, as you can see). “Are you coming to Hogsmead?” “No.” I snapped at him so he would be quiet. I really had no desire to listen to any crap and if Labertasche Parkinson's would turn up now, the day would probably be full in the bucket.So I got up and went out of the great hall to get my homework stuff.
When I went to the library armed with my things, I noticed how humid it was there and I decided to just get the books and do my homework outside.

What else should go wrong today? First the headache, then the stupid cows laugh at me and now the potions book isn't there either. Do I have to think of something. Nothing will happen, my name is not Potter or Weasley, that would be even nicer.
I sat down under a shady tree and rolled up my sleeves as it was already pretty warm. Really sucks that book wasn't there. At that moment my attention was taken by a person who-at least as far as I could see-snuck out of the castle. Apparently she didn't want to be seen by anyone, which was quite difficult because the pile of books she was carrying was really obvious.When she got closer, I realized it was a girl. She looked pretty good. She wore wide blue flared pants and a green top, plus she had long black hair and brown eyes. Then I realized it was Mel. Wasn't she actually sick? She didn't seem to have seen me until now, because she sat down on a tree across from me and began to unload her books. Although I also saw the book that I needed, a conversation was probably inevitable now. “Mel?” But she didn't seem to hear me at all, just hummed some strange Melody. "Mel!" But when she still couldn't hear me I went to her and then I noticed the strange plugs in her ears. They were connected with two long cables that disappeared into her pocket. I pulled out one of them and immediately a strange song reached my ear

"I DON'T WANNA BEAT AROUND THE BUSH

FOXTROT
UNIFORM
CHARLIE
KILO

FOWTROT
UNIFORM
CHARLIE
KILO

PUT THE YOU-KNOW-WHAT IN THE YOU-KNOW-WHERE ""Mel !!" Where did this music come from? “What?” She looked at me confused and then pulled a small oblong thing from her pocket on the MP3 player. She pressed a button and the music was off, then she took the other plug out of her ear and put everything on the grass. “What was that?” I pointed to the weird thing. "It's an MP3 player. Emely gave it to me." "Aha." I still had no idea what an MP3 player was, but ok. “What did you want?” “Your friends said you were sick.” That was actually not the question I wanted to ask. But at the moment that was the only question that came to my mind. Since I was cut off from her very tight top. “I pretended to be sick so I could have some peace and quiet while studying.” “Oh, can you give me that book?” I pointed to the book I needed and she picked it up. "Hm ... yes you can have it." She handed me the book and our hands touched. We both blushed instantly and I grabbed the book very quickly. "Thanks."She looked at me in disbelief." What is it? "Somehow I don't like the look with which she looked at me." You thanked me. " "Yes and? “What should be so bad about that?” Oh nothing, only you've never done that before. “I didn't know the answer to that and we buried ourselves again in our work, not knowing that we were being watched.

The two are just too cute. I winked at Blaise, the sign that we could move away. We had to monitor whether everything went smoothly. After all, we didn't drink whiskey in Malfoy's for nothing and took the book away when he was there. When we were far enough away we stopped. "How do you hate sixth grader actually getting Draco to play something?" "I wasn't. That was sheer luck. If he hadn't done that, the whole thing would certainly have gone wrong." He smiled. "I think so too. Come on, the others are not waiting for us." He put a hand around her waist - which she wanted to push away first, but then left there - and they went calmly and glad that their undertaking has worked out so far to the other students who also wanted to go to Hogsmead.So that's it for now and I hope you don't mind that I just built in Blaise. I have one more request: Could someone tell me about what Blaise looks like? I read the 5 volume last year and we are currently rebuilding, so I can't get there either.
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