harry Potter

The Triwizard Tournament, the trigger for everything, everyone was against me, calling me a liar for something I didn't do.

My escape from every problem was to rest in the Hogwarts gardens.

I crossed the halls using only the light of my wand and the marauder's map as a guide. When I arrived at the garden, I found you quietly reading who knows what. Shit, I wanted to be alone and the last person I wanted to find was Draco Malfoy's sister.

—What are you doing here?— I asked you.

looks at her

—Why do you have to be right here?

I say complaining a little since I wanted to be alone