"Wingardium Leviosa!" you pointed your wand at the stupid book that refused to budge in front of you.

Like all the other times, nothing happened.

"GAH!" you yelled in frustration.

You glared at the book, your left eye twitching furiously.

"You. Will. Float." you hissed through clenched teeth, "Or you will face my wrath!"

The book didn't respond, nor move. Obviously.

"WINGARDIUM LEVIOSA!"

Nothing happened. Well...let me rephrase that. Nothing happened to the book. You, on the other hand...

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"

You clutched at your (H/L), (H/C) hair, pulling out a few strands from frustration.

"YOU CURSED BOOK!" you yelled angrily, "AND YOU STUPID, BLOODY WAND!"

You threw your wand down on the table.

"HAHA!" you screamed hysterically, "WHO'S THE BOSS NOW, EH? I AM!"

You leapt up onto the table. "I AM THE QUEEN, I AM THE BEST, AND NO WAND SHALL CONTROL ME! I WILL-"

"Are you okay there?"

You fell off the table in surprise.

"Uh..." you stood up quickly, hanging your head, letting your (H/C) locks cover your flushing face.

"Are you hurt?" you felt a small hand touch your shoulder.

"Only my pride..." you muttered.

You heard a cute, musical giggle that lifted your spirits and warmed your heart. You finally looked up and saw who you were talking to.

The girl had long, blonde hair that curled up a tiny bit on the ends. In the last bit of the sunlight, her hair seemed to be shimmering. She had beautiful, light blue eyes that were neither intimidating nor piercing, but soft. Her pink lips were curled up into a small grin.

"You...uh, you didn't see and hear all that...did you?" you sounded too hopeful.

"I might have," the girl winked, then laughed as you groaned, "but don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

You smiled gratefully at her.

"You're (Y/N), right?"

"Yeah," you nodded, "how did you know? Do you have a good memory?"

The girl giggled once again. "Nope! I just recognized you a bit from the dinner, and everyone's talking about you."

You frowned. "Why?"

"Well, you were sitting beside, the Harry Potter."

"Why does everyone keep on acting like he's a star?"

The girl's jaw dropped. "You're kidding...right?"

"Nope," you shook her head.

The girl furrowed her eyebrows.

"Are you a muggleborn?" she asked.

"...a what?" It was your turn to be confused.

"A muggleborn," she repeated, "someone who was born to non-magical parents."

"Well, that's me, I guess, then..."

"That would explain it..."

"So...Harry?"

"Oh, yes...well, there was a dark and evil wizard named 'You-Know-Who'..."

"No, I don't,"

"What...? Oh, no, that's just what everyone calls him..."

"Why?"

The girl's blue eyes widened and she lowered her voice to a hushed whisper. "They say his name evokes dark power..."

You shivered.

"Anyways, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named liked to kill a lot of people..."

"Why?"

"I don't know...because he was evil? Anyways, there's this extremely powerful curse that kills people...You-Know-Who used it on Harry and his family. His parents died...and Harry Potter was the only person to ever survive the killing curse. He's The-Boy-Who-Lived."

You stared at the blue-eyed girl in shock. No wonder everyone had their eyes on Harry earlier!

"Oh yeah, I forgot to introduce myself earlier!" the girl grinned, "I'm -"

"-Carol," you finished for her, "I know."

Carol stared at you, her light blue eyes considerably large, her mouth slightly open.

"You should close your mouth," you smirked, "you might catch flies!"

Carol snapped out of her trance.

"That was mean!" she said as she giggled, "but...I'm sorry, it's just that usually, people don't pay much attention to me..."

"Why?" you asked, "You're bubbly, easy-going and friendly!"

Carol shrugged. "People say I'm ugly and that I talk to much..."

"Well, I think you're beautiful," you jutted out your jaw in defiance, "those people were probably just jealous."

Carol smiled gratefully.

"You know, you're really pretty...I love your gorgeous (E/C) eyes! And your (H/L), (H/C) hair is flawless."

You felt your cheeks begin to burn. "Thank you..."

"No problem!" Carol grinned.

You couldn't help but smile back. Her cheery attitude was contagious!

"Also...need some help?"

"With what?" you were confused.

"Your homework..."

"I wouldn't mind," you admitted sheepishly, "ugh, I'm terrible at Charms."

"Don't worry, it's only our first few days here!" Carol said.

"Then why are you so good?" you groaned.

Carol shrugged. "I wouldn't say that I'm amazing..."

"You are, though," you raised an eyebrow.

Carol handed you your wand as her cheeks turned pink. "Let's just get started..."