Lily Dumbledore
This is my story as a girl who had a lot to live up to, my uncle being the famous Albus Dumbledore. Written by me and my best friend Davis (who isn't supposed to be writing in it but sometimes I allow him to take over a few chapters in which case it will be clear that he's the narrator.)
Last Updated
08/24/23
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The weird look
Chapter 17
Back to me, thanks Davis.
A lot that happens next isn't really interesting. I mostly spent my days wishing the day could end faster. All I did was go to class, do my homework, go to bed, over and over again. Okay it might seem weird coming from a Ravenclaw, but you honestly just get bored and tired from all the work.
Plus, Davis looks at me weirdly all the time, looking at me like I'm going to explode.
A boy asked me out the other day, a cute first year Hufflepuff, but after I blushed horribly I reasoned with myself:
- I'm way to young to date, I'd just turned twelve.
- Cross house relationships never work.
- That kid was too innocent for his own good.
- I can't date someone when inside I'm a dead 20 years old woman.
So I turned him down. Politely.
When I told Davis, he siad a crush, or even love, isn't something that can be reasoned with, nor something that is logical. Then he looked at me in a strange way. Then blinked, blushed and went back to his book.
What's up with him? Boys are always so complicated.
