Wizarding Week

Louise has always dreamt of going somewhere completely new, and when her school organises an exchange with a mysterious school called Hogwarts, it's her perfect moment. Louise doesn't realise the magic behind the doors of Hogwarts, and maybe, just maybe, she might even fit in with the people there more.


20. Goodbye.

Today was the day that the muggle schools left, and I couldn't be more happier. It felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders, the glares from the girls who I once called friends would be gone, and the snide comments from the boys like, 'Freak' and 'Traitor', would no longer follow me around in the corridors. I hadn't told Hermione or Ron that I could stay yet, I was waiting to tell them, hoping they'd have a pleasant surprise. Ginny already knew, because Harry had told her, and she had been jumping around the dormitories ever since I got back from the hospital wing, dying to tell the others. The one person I hadn't told yet was Heather, we hadn't seen each other since I brushed her off the other day, and I felt awful. I'd completely left her since we came to Hogwarts, and I was dreading telling her that I wouldn't be going home.

All the muggle students were gathered in their normal uniforms just outside the main hall, their bags stacked in piles. There was lots of hugging and crying going on from the muggles and their exchange partners. I raised my hand up to my Gryffindor crest that was sewn to my uniform, I was a Gryffindor. I belonged. Harry was beside me, he put a reassuring hand on my shoulder, pushing me forward slightly. 

I saw Heather at the back of the crowd, talking to a girl from Ravenclaw. She had her back to me, which was probably a good thing, I shoved my way through the crowd, ignoring the glares. Taking a deep breath, I tapped her on the shoulder, plastering a huge smile onto my face.

She turned round, her face lit up when she saw me, "Louise! I am so glad you're okay! I thought you wouldn't be coming home..." her voice trailed off, looking at my uniform, "Why are you still in Hogwarts uniform?" Her expression looked hurt and confused, which was understandable.

I bit my lip, "I'm really sorry I've been MIA for the past week, it's been a whirlwind." I pause, looking down at the floor, "I meant to tell you earlier in the week but...I'm not coming with you guys." 

Heather's race went red at this point, it looked like she was about to explode, "You're what?" She dropped her folder she was carrying in her arms on the floor, causing a huge bang, "You mean to tell me you're a witch? You've been ignoring me this whole week because you were off with him!" She points at Harry, who is still standing on the stairs, looking a bit anxious, "And obsessing over that blonde guy that doesn't even like you! It's stupid Louise. You are the worst friend ever." And with that, she picks up her folder, elbows me out of the way and runs out of the castle, tears streaming down her cheeks.

I could feel the entire room looking at me, for some reason, I couldn't move, I'm glued to the spot, my face turned redder and redder, and some of the boys starting sniggering. 

"That blonde guy will never like her back."

"Poor little Louise, go home and cry to mummy."

"She is such a bad friend."

I thought I was about to burst into tears, but I saw some bushy brown hair shoving it's way through the crowd, along with some snapping of, "Out of my way!" and "Do not speak of my friend in such a way!" 

Hermione popped out of the crowd, face blazing, her hair standing up all over the place, "These people are such jerks!" She snapped, glaring particularly at a group of girls standing near us, who moved away slightly in terror, "Let's get you out of here."

The next thing I knew, I was being pulled out of the crowd and up the staircase towards the Gryffindor tower before I could say anything. Hermione was babbling on about how muggles can be stupid, she would know because of her parents, and that I should ignore everything they said. Harry stayed silent like me, sneaking looks at me now and again to check if I was okay.

When we got up to the Gryffindor common room, I went straight to the window to see the coach with Heather in driving off into the distance. I felt a pang of guilt in my chest, Heather had been my best friend since forever, we'd never argued, or fought, but now, I felt empty without her. This entire time I'd been obsessing over my problems with Draco when I never realised how much I was hurting her.

Ginny came over to me, sitting down on the window ledge beside me and putting her hand on my shoulder, "Hey, you've still got us." She gave me a reassuring smile and squeezed my shoulder slightly.

I nodded and looked back out of the window, watching the coach turn into a spec in the distance, my old life was driving away before my eyes, and the new one had just begun.

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