Living In My Head (Drarry)

Chapter 4: I'm A Klutz

Chapter Song: Bound by Adrian von Ziegler

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Once I wait a while, looking at the sky, I climb down the tree. No point in risking breaking my neck, especially considering how klutzy I am. I head towards the library, thinking over my class schedule in my head. On Mondays and Wednesday, I eat breakfast with everyone (if I choose to), then I go to Chemistry, after that I go to Latin class, Business Prep, and my elective on Monday is Planetary Studies while Wednesday's is Ecology. Tuesdays and Fridays go like this: Math, the Greek language, Business, and History. All of these classes are required except for my two electives once a week. Meaning there will be a mixture of all four "houses" in each of my classes. Oh, goodie. I sigh, finally reaching the library, off days are Thursday, Saturday, and Sunday. From what I've heard, no one is here on Saturday or Sundays because they are visiting their family and Thursdays are sleep-in days. Anyone who stays on the weekends hold parties, or at least, so I've heard. Somehow, I really don't want to find out.

I get inside and see a familiar figure, "Harry!" I see her call and the librarian shushed her as she waved me over.

Sitting by her at the table she laughs softly, whispering, "Gosh, Harry, I feel like you're stalking me. Either that or we're much more alike than I thought."

I laugh, rolling my eyes, "I assure you, I am not stalking."

She looks at me in mock skepticism and looks back into her book, seeming to ignore me. I hear my name yelled again and there's another shushing from the librarian. I look up at Hermione, who's sitting across from me, as her eyes widen in surprise.

She stands hastily, muttering an excuse, "Bye, Harry, see you at dinner. I'll be at the right side, close to the food pick-up."

I nod and she scampers away, avoiding Draco completely. Why do I feel like I'm falling into a pit of snakes just by talking to this guy? He walks over and sits beside me, I notice the other few people in the library are now staring at me.

God, what have I done?

He smiles, "So, what classes do you have, Potter?"

The way he says my last name sends more fear down my spine. Knowing his family makes me much more intimidated than I anticipated, but I feel it's not the only reason why. There's something he's hiding, I'm sure of it. I lean back in my chair, reciting them slowly as if aching to remember but deep down, I know them by heart. He watches me intently, listening.

After a while, I lean up and he says thoughtfully, "Well, I have all the same classes as you, on the same days except instead of Ecology I have Music."

A pause, "Although, I do play soccer in my house's co-ed team on Thursday, when we have practice and games once a month. You should try out for yours."

I shake my head, "I'm a klutz."

He shrugs, "Doesn't mean it isn't worth a shot."

I give him a disbelieving look and he adds, "Even if it's only a shot in the dark."

I sigh, "Fine, I'll try it."

He smiles, walking away, "See you on the field, Harry."

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A.N.
Schedule Below.

Mondays

Class 1: Chemistry

Original Hogwarts Subjects: Potions/Alchemy

Teacher: Professor Severus Snape

Description: You know this guy, so no need.

Class 2: Latin Class