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𝐇𝐎𝐆𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒
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━ IT WAS FIVE IN THE MORNING. Athena walked down the girls dormitory staircase in sports clothing: a black sports short and a Nike windbreaker with a sports bra underneath. She was going to run a few laps near the Black Lake, as her usual spot was off limits.
The dull sound of her running shoes collided with the marble tiles entered her ears, as the cool air in the hallways swarmed her. Then as she had exited the school, her face was instantly met with the morning zephyr.
She ran to the lake, stretched her limbs and muscles for a bit, and began her run. She liked the feeling of running in the morning. It was refreshing. The collision of cool, morning air with the droplets of sweat that raced down her forehead appeared cold. The way the grass dew contacted her shoes. The sound of trees dancing to the wind, and the sound of water greeting the edges of lake due to the breeze.
The presence of another person had entered her space. She turned her head back to see a muscular physique behind her. She turned around, noticing that Viktor Krum had caught up to her. "I didn't know you run." She started, feet slowing down to move at the same pace as the male.
"I normally start running around half-past six, but it seems that many girls are awake at that time as they would start running after me." He explained, his thick Bulgarian accent sounding through.
The girl chuckled. "That would explain it. I start running around quarter-past five, then leave around quarter-past six."
"Now I would do that, but the thought of waking up that early is too tiresome."
"Would you like me to give you an alarm clock?" She chuckled him, his brows furrowing.
"What is an alarm clock?" He asked, not faltering in his steps.
"It's a muggle item, it helps you wake up on time." Athena explained, the girl keeping up with her own pace.
"How exactly does it help?"
"I can lend you one and you'll know." She grinned, the two still at the same pace.
"Alright. Is that what you use to help you wake up?"
"Bloody hell, no." She shook her head. "If I had one in my room, the girls would throw the poor thing out the window."
"Is it that bad?" He asked.
"Eh... They're just dramatic."
He nodded. The two ran at the same pace, Athena running a bit faster than him at some times. Time had eventually passed and the two had stopped, departing back to their rooms to clean themselves up.
"Also," Viktor stopped her, "Has anyone asked your friend - the brown haired girl always with the book - to the ball yet?"
Knowing what he was thinking off, she pulled a smirk on her face. "Are you trying to ask her to the Yule Ball?"
Knowing that she's caught up with his plan, he diverted his eyes to a different direction, embarrassed. "Er- yes. I was wondering if someone had already asked her out... If no one has then I would gladly do it."
Laughing slightly, she shook her head. "No. No one's asked her yet."
Hearing her words, a smile grew on his face. "Do you know where she would be later tonight?"
She shook her head. "But I can head to the library with her, then when you enter, I'll leave. Sound good?"
"Brilliant. Thank you Athena."
"No problem Krum, and how'd you know my name? I don't think I told you."
"That would be because of some of my mates. They've met you, pointing you out to me when they see you." He explained. "They all fancy you, I think. They would always stare at you when you walk past, and faint when you say hi to them."
"I'm just that charming." Athena chuckled slightly, flashing him one of her grins. "Jokes, but hey, tell them I have no date to the ball yet. Maybe I can have one of them as a date. All of you blokes from Durmstrang are one fine piece of-"
"Alright Athena, I think I know where you're getting at." Krum stopped her, laughing lightly. "But thank you again. And I'll be sure to inform my friends."
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The girl just walked out of the library, a small smirk on her face. He better not bloody muck it up, she thought.
She was now walking through the hallways by herself, her book bag slung on her shoulders. Not much had happened today, other than the fact that Ron had asked out Fleur Delacour. Well, rather yelled it out. The poor lad ran as fast as he could when realised what he just did, Athena running after him with a laugh escaping her mouth. It was sad, but terribly funny.
She plastered a smile on her face as she thought of the memory. She loved Ron like a brother, but the boy can get incredibly awkward and has no way with the ladies. Harry was also laughing so she wasn't the only one at fault here. Hermione was in the common room, who had comforted the boy as soon as he bursted in the common room flustered.
Not many students were in the hallway, as the majority of them had already gone inside their common rooms, so Athena and a minimal amount of other students had filled the hallways. She continued her walk around the place, making her way to one of the window seats, the one that she usually sits at, and pulled out a book.
Then the familiar voice of a red-head had started yelling her name. "Athena, Athena, Athena!"
Knowing who the person is, she yelled out his name as well, a smile creeping up on her face. "Georgie, Georgie, Georgie!"
"I'm bored." He slumped next to her.
"Fred's at detention?" She asked him knowingly.
He nodded. "Yep."
She sighed. "That boy really needs to learn how to be more sneaky."
The red-head laughed, agreeing. "I'm the more-sneakier one."
"Yes." She placed her book back in her bag, looking over too him, as he was now sitting beside her. "You are also the more soft one."
"Am not!" The boy stood up, looking over at her. " I'm the more-manly twin!"
She laughed again. She then stood up on the window seat, and pinched both his cheeks as if he were a baby. "George Fabian Weasley, you are one of the softest, adorablest boys I have ever met."
The boy became flustered. In one swift motion, he removed her hands on his cheeks, held her on each side of her waist and laid her down softly on the stone sill. Looking down on her, he started tickling her. "Am I still the softer one?"
Athena's vivacious laugh filled the hallway, the few people in the hall looking towards the two. Athena tried to speak in between her laughs. "Ye- s-"
Managing to get out of his grip, she grabbed her bag and ran. "Come back here!"
"No!" She yelled back with a smile.
Knowing that he wouldn't be able to catch up to her, he grabbed his wand. "Accio Athena's bag!"
Out of instinct, Athena held her bag tightly as she felt it being taken away from her. However, her body seemed to have been dragged with it, as she was now moving backwards. She turned around, then crashed into someone, the two of them falling down on the floor. Her bag had flown over to the side, Athena had fallen on top of the red-head.
Athena's eyes had widened as she realised their position, George becoming even more flustered. "Bloody hell, doll. If you wanted to be on top of me, you could've said so." George tried to regain himself, plastering a smirk on his face.
Going along with his flirting, she also smirked. "Where's the fun in that... doll."
This had caught the boy off guard. Merlin, his heart was beating as fast a snitch could fly. His cheeks had become even more flustered, practically turning into the colour of his hair. A silence peaked between the two as their eyes connected. His chocolate eyes staring into her serene grey ones.
No words were exchanged between them, as they were both lost in each others eyes, and speechless as they were now currently in this position. The thing that tore their eyes apart was the sound of coins being exchanged. Athena looked up, much to the boy's disappointment, as he had tilted head up. Professor McGonagall had just received a few galleons from Professor Dumbledore.
"Erm- did you two bet on us?" Athena asked. Dumbledore nodded, a twinkle in his eye as he started walking away, but not before saying, "young love" under his breath.
McGonagall had a smirk on her face, but had turned into a straight face as she cleared her throat. "Now, I understand that young love is amongst students your ages," Athena was as red as Natasha's hair and George felt the temperature of his face becoming hot, "but please do so somewhere that is not in the middle of the hallways." The older witch walked away, but not before sending Athena a wink and mouthing "I told you so".
As the hallway was now empty, Athena had stood up, then helping George up. You could feel the awkward tension between the two, but they ignored it. Athena picked her bag up, then started walking next to the boy as they made their way back to the common room. "Well then..."
"That was..." George trailed off, looking up to the ground to look at Athena.
"Go to the Yule Ball with me?"
"Go to the Yule Ball with me?"
The two of them asked in unison, facing each other. Both their eyes had widened, laughing as they realised that they had the same exact idea. Athena had walked closer to him, going on the tip of her toes as she wrapped her arms around his neck- hugging him. "You stole my line."
"You stole my-" George stopped, before looking down at her. He smiled gladly, wrapping his own arms around her waist. "Yes, I think I will."
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━edited -siriuslycv 2023©
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