Harry Potter, Who?

I'm just an average girl, quite shy actually. I guess
I can be classified as a nerd, but most people say I'm
too stupid to be one. As I was running away from that idiot
Malfoy, I met a boy who seems to be famous to others, but a
normal boy to me.

Chapter 3

Meeting 'The Chosen One'

"Hey, are you alright?" I heard a male voice ask from above me. I looked up, and saw him holding out his hand for me to take. I took it and hoisted myself up, then I turned to him.
"I...uh.. F-fine. I-I mean uh... Hi." I blushed. He just chuckled at me, then he turned serious.
"Why were you crying?" He asked me.
"Oh... Uh, I was- well... Um... Him... Uh... Malfoy." I managed to say.
"Malfoy? Draco Malfoy? Is he causing you trouble? I'll go find him and set his priorities straight." He looked furious.
"No!I'm fine. It's fine." I reassured him.
"You know, I never learned your name." He said.
"Oh! Right! I'm Madelyn, b-but call me M-Maddy. And you are?" I stuttered out. I really need to work on that.
"You're serious? You are really the only person who doesn't know me. I like that." He smiled.
"Well?" I smiled at him.
"I'm Harry. Harry Potter." He said. He held out his hand for me to shake.
"I'm Madelyn." I shook his hand.
"You said that already." He smiled.
"Right! Oh, I feel so stupid!" I bashed my hand onto my forehead.
"Hey, it's okay. Come on, wanna come meet my friends?" He asked.
"S-sure." He put his hand into mine, then he walked me around until we saw the red-head and frizzy-haired girl I saw on the train. They were arguing about something, they seem like a cute couple!
"Guys!" Harry yelled at the two. They stopped bickering, then they turned to us.
"This is Maddy. Maddy, this is Ron, and Hermione." He said.
"Hi." I smiled shyly at them.
"Hi! I'm Ron Weasley. I hate spiders." The red-head said.
"I'm Hermione Granger. Do you like the library?" She asked me.
"It's one of my favorite places!" I responded.
"We'll get along great!" She smiled big. I smiled back in response. All of a sudden, I realized what time it was.
"We're going to be late for class!" I exclaimed.
"What class do you have next?" Harry asked me.
"Uh... Defense Against the Dark Arts with... Professor Lupin." I replied.
"We have that too! Come on!" Harry took my hand and we all went off to class. Is it just me, or are there fireworks everytime he holds my hand?

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