Y/N McGonagall, daughter of Minerva McGonagall was boarding the train to Hogwarts. You walked to one of the Gryffindor compartments and sat with your three friends Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger. You became friends with the three your first year when they came up to you. You were a shy girl, but very bold when you were talking with people you were close with. You wanted to become a powerful wizard, somewhat like your mother. You were in her thoughts as you stared out the window. You weren't going to be snapped out of them anytime soon. You were thinking about a certain platinum blonde haired male, Draco Malfoy. You always found yourself thinking about him, you didn't know why it was happening. You were snapped out of your thoughts as Hermione yelled your name just partially. "What? What is it?" You had spoke, your voice was quiet and calm. Hermione cleared her throat and spoke."We're worried about you, barely any letters all summer. You're in your own little world, too.What's up with you?" The brunette had asked. You shrugged before sitting up straight. "Hermione, Ron, Harry, you three worry way too much about me. My mother was worried I wasn't getting enough sleep and was making me focus on my studies so she cut my day short everyday, for three months." You spoke to them, and then let out a sigh. "If I'm being honest, I didn't get to do much this summer. What about you three?"
You asked them before they all looked at each before looking back at you. Ron spoke but cleared his throat first. "Well, mum made me a dress shirt, it was..not too much of an ugly thing." Ron was cut off by Hermione. "I was doing some charity work, helping little kids read and write. It was quite fun." Once she finished speaking, Harry spoke."I just, well, yknow stayed at home. With Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia and Dudley." Harry sounded very annoyed. You listened to them and then went back into your own little world when they started talking to each other. Before you could close her eyes, there was a bang on the door before it was opened. You saw who it was. The tall, handsome, blue-eyed boy you could never get out of your head. Draco Malfoy was standing in the doorway of the compartment. "I'll destroy you this year, Pottah!" Draco told him and you stared at Draco, admiring his jawline, the scruff of a beard on his chin.
You were falling in love, then that's when your face started to heat up. You two made eye contact. You could've swore he winked at you before leaving but it could've just been your imagination. After all, your imagination is very powerful. After that, the train ride to Hogwarts was almost done, which left you to close your eyes and nap for a little while.
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Forbidden Love
RomanceA Gryffindor Muggle-Born (Not Hermione), falls in love with a certain Slytherin her third year of being at Hogwarts. Little did she know, that the feeling was mutual.
