Aracnaphobia

The Closet

          Hi ,so this might evolve from one chapter. Depends if it's good or not we'll see. Anyways normal stuff ,I no own belong to Rick Riordan and J.K. Rowling. By the way I am horrible at capturing a characters "essence" so yeah.
R P.O.V.on's

            Ughhh. . . .and she was just getting bearable. My head hurt just to think about it. Hermione ,I can't believe I used to like her. "Blobfish" I said ,stupidest password yet thats what we get when we let Percy pick it. I looked around the common room hoping to find Harry. "Move please" I hear a voice behind me with zero kindness and frankly I don't give a (insert curseword of choice). "Look lady you can just . . .my words catch in my throat as I look behind me to see a beautiful girl with stark grey eyes and curly blond hair the color of the sun with highlights of gold.

Annabeth's P.O.V.

     "Excuse me ,can you move" I say with blatant disregard to whoever is talking to me. I just stare at the freckly red face oggling at me and say again icily "Freckle face can you move". He finally seems to see me. "Um-umm sure I-I was just he-heading to quidditch practice" I hear him say stuttering over his words. "Do you mean quidditch tryouts I mean?" I say remembering the deal with Percy. "Hey wise girl I bet you couldn't get on the quidditch team!" I replayed Percy's jeering words as I tried to get into the common room. Thank the gods I only came here after Percy and the others. I wouldn't have been able to deal with it otherwise. I streaked pass freckle face as I was trying to get to the girls common rooms.

Ron's P.O.V.

       "I need to tell Percy about her at quidditch pract-tryouts." I mumbled still shocked by those stark grey eyes. I ran up to the boys commomn rooms (sorry if I get the terminology wrong I may have forgotten) to change for quidditch tryouts. "What was that nickname she called me . .freckle face?"