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(Y/n POV)

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(Y/n POV)

"Y/n are you alright?" I shot you to see Angelina sitting on my bed nudging my shoulder.

"What happened?" I asked, "you were talking in your sleep, nightmare?" She asked. I nodded and fell back into my back. "Wanna talk about it?" She asked, "morning." I replied. She nodded and went back to her bed.

I barely slept at all last night, his words repeated in my head.

He promised for a second time he'd see me again. I sighed and walked to the window to see it was already day so I woke up Angelina.

"Angie, we've got to get to class." I said. She sat up and rubbed her eyes, "alright let me get dressed and we can go." She told me.

I nodded and grabbed my tie and robes.

Once I stepped out of the bathroom I saw Angelina waiting at the door, "I heard you last night, talking in your sleep, worrying about your dad. There's no reason to be afraid, everything will turn out just fine." She told me as we walked down to the common room.

"What will turn out fine?" We looked to our right to see Fred. "Nothing." I said lied.

"Angelina can I talk to Y/n for a second?" He asked. Angelina nodded and head out, "tell me what's really wrong." He said. I sighed, "Fred it's nothing." I replied.

He grabbed my wrist pulling me so I was looking at him, "it's not nothing, tell me. Maybe I can help." He told me. "My father." I replied. "What about him, I know he's here but what happened now?" He asked. "I'm afraid he'll get caught and I won't see him again." I replied. "There's nothing to worry about love, your fathers a strong man. He would make sure he saw you again, I know it." He assured me.

I smiled at him causing him to give me a hug. "Adrian told me about how you feel." He whispered in my ear, I pulled away. "Freddie I don't wanna make things complicated but-" I began, "I think we should just stay friends." He told me.

I pulled away more so we were completely apart, "oh." He gave me a small awkward smile then walked out the door, I felt a tear fall down my cheek and quickly wiped it.

I didn't want anyone to see me crying over him. I mean I was Y/n Black, I shouldn't cry over a guy. Or at least that's what my mother told me.

I brushed myself off and walked out going to the great hall.

(Adrian POV, not a long one)

I watched from the Slytherin table as Fred came down, "excuse me." I told my friends getting up and walking to the red head.

"Weasley come over here." I said pulling his arm. "What now Pucey?" He asked, "I saw what happened yesterday, you hurt her." I told him. He opened his mouth to protest, "she really like you Fred, you messed up." I said again. "It's not my fault I don't feel the same." He replied.

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