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/ A trip to Hogsmeade

Maybe it was due to the tiresome and utterly exhausting Quidditch practices that I dozed off for a couple of minutes. These days I feel like sleeping in and not going to class. Sometimes I even do that only to be waken up by some first year punks playing pranks on each other. I make a mental note to teach them a lesson one day and I slowly get off my four poster bed , close the emerald green curtains and step with bare feet on the cold floor of the Slytherin dormitory.

I pun on my dragon leather jacket and my family heirloom black and green watch and I enter the common room. On the low back green and black leather sofas somebody was standing and looking at the glaring fireplace.It was John Miller

"Hey Johnny boy" mutters Valentino. John nods silently.

Valentino is looking aimlessly out the windows that gave the whole room a green tinge and eventhough all he could see was the black lake and the giant squid wandering around he says :

"What crappy weather. Why couldn`t it be warm and nice outside? And all this homework...god...I`m just feeling really tired...."

"Well with this attitude we won`t beat Ravenclaw next week. And we need our Captain. Or maybe you`re not fit anymore as Slytherin Captain" adds John shrewdly

"Don`t worry.... It`s not me I`m worried about... It`s the rest of the team. We have to practice harder and man up!" says Valentino

"So where you at?" asks John

"I don`t know " answers Valentino confused. "I was thinking we should head to Hogsmeade and grab some butterbeers. The Three Broomsticks is packed with cute girls by now"

So the two slithered quietly up the dungeon stairs , went past the Great Hall and the Transfiguration Courtyard , boarded one of the self-pulling carriages and in no time they were in Hogsmeade making their way through melted snow and blazing wind being overly enthusiastic over the premise of picking up some gullible Hufflepuff chicks or maybe some cunning Gryffindor ladies.

John was not really paying much attention to Valentino, even if his friend kept complaining about the team and the weather and other things as such. He was half listening to him, but mostly not hearing him. His mind was busy with other things. Problems of his own that he didn't like to share with other people. Actually, he didn't like to share them with anyone. His thoughts and feelings were always kept deep inside him, where no one could see them or laugh about them.

When Valentino suggested they should go grab some beers and kill some time, he just smiled and followed him. Truth to be told, he damn hated wizard beer. After tasting the beer Muggles drank, he kept thinking that the one from the Wizarding World was damn disgusting. Plus, he had very small chances of getting really drunk from it, which deeply disturbed him. But even so, he couldn't refuse a friend's invitation. Besides, staying there and just thinking about his fucked up like and his dreams that would probably never come true was not healthy.

While walking next to Valentino, John remembered how jealous he actually was on this boy. He seemed to have such a good life. He never had real problems, John had never saw him crying or being crushed or being depressed or being really, honestly worried and scared about something or someone. John wished he would have that in his life... That calm, that freedom, that happiness...

"You are truly lucky, man, you know? I sometimes wish so much I would be like you..." John confessed, with a sad smile, while they were walking down the road to Hogsmeade together. "Not giving a fuck about anything sounds awesome..."

"Yeah...i don`t know about that" says Valentino

"Why so?"

"You know...."mutters Valentino under his breath as he quickly changes the subject.

The two boys enter a slightly crowded bar and head for the counter. As Valentino orders two firewhiskeys he gives the bartender a pocketfull of golden coins. A loud giggle and a strong scent of parfume get their attention. In the right corner table three girls wearing red and golden robes chat , probably gossip. They both look at each other and you could see a small tinge of fear in their eyes.

"Should we go for it? How should we play it?Good cop bad cop?" asks John

"Are you crazy they`re Gryffindors? Fraternizing with the enemy? Although I have to admit they`re pretty hot."adds Valentino scanning the girls from head to toe."I think we should play it smart. Sit down offer a beverage and there`s nothing a good old bottle of firewhisky single malt cannot solve"

"And if we...you know" says John but stops. Valentino shook his head." If we get lucky...hipothetically speaking...we cannot take the girls back into the Slytherin common room!"

"Of course not...we take them to the room of requirement...but lets not get ahead of ourselves."

"Great ideea..but if I go the the Room of Requirement...where will you go if you pick up a girl?"

"I dont know I haven`t given it that much thought. Maybe to the Prefects Bathroom....they have a great pool and I`ll put those damn house elves to pop a bottle of champagne and bring a chocolate fountain or something like that."

John stars laughing. And you`re saying you didn`t give it much though?

John laughed and shoke his head. Valentino was a funny guy. Messing around with girls was always enjoyable. It didn't matter if they were Gryffindors or not. John didn't gave much of a fuck about this big problem that everyone seemed to have with different Houses. He didn't even cared if they were witches or not. Women were women for him, it was all that mattered. One of them had blonde hair and she kept staring at him after she saw him looking to her. She seemed to like him so he decided he'd go for that one, leaving the girl with black hair for Valentino.


"What's up, girls? You having fun?" he asked, going closer to them and simply sitting next to the blonde.

"Actually, it was kind of boring. Until now..." she said, while playing with her glass and smiling to him.

He smiled back to her. "Oh really? Well, that's nice to hear..." he said, slowly touching her leg with his hand.

The girl just kept smiling, while her white and pale face turned a bit red. The other girl, however, seemed disturbed. "What's wrong with you, Hannah? He's a Slytherin!"

"Your point being?" Hannah giggled. "He's cute..."

"Why, thank you. My name's John. Can I call you Barbie?" he said, making her laugh out hard.

"Call me whatever you want." she said, looking down embarressed but sounding like she was really having fun.

John was starting to feel like this had been a great idea. He kept playing with his fingers on Hannah's leg, while telling her a lot of silly, useless stuff, just trying to make up a conversation that would hopefully lead to something more.