A/N: I got into a really weird mood, which caused me to completely change my idea for this chapter...and add it to the next chapter. Since this is chapter TEN (...woo!) this is going to be a flashback funky 80's music plays chapter. But I wonder how far will I flashback to? HUM? Only one way to find out...
"Nix Wolfwood." Professor McGonagall called and the cloaked girl walked up to the hat and placed it on her head.
Ahahaha! I couldn't help that. Get it? I flashed back a whole four chapters! Okay...seriously now...
"Roar!" Said the giant frizzy-haired dinosaur in an angry rage.
"Roar? Questioned her boyfriend, the stupid redheaded freakile-a-sauras.
"Roar. Roar rooooar rwar." Their best friend, the zig-zagasaur rolled his eyes at the two of them.
Okay, I'm kind of in a bit of a 'mood'...so, hahaha. Just wait, they'll do it to you next! sniff I don't want to wait six weeks...that's exactly a week after my seventeenth birthday! That's cruel! I can't even touch him for six blasted weeks! PARENTS ARE CRUEL...(him my boyfriend of fifteenish months) Okay...on to the ACTUAL story:
"Where would anyone come up with a crazy idea like that?" Millie Thompson shook her head at her best friend Meryl Strife, a fellow fifth year, but a Gryffindor. The two friends were so completely opposite it was amusing just to sit in the same room as them and watch. Millie was really tall for her age; already past five foot eight, and she was only fifteen! Meryl on the other hand was a late bloomer (or so she wished). She was more than half a foot shorter than Millie, and hadn't grown since second year.
"I'm just saying, I see him catching glances at you whenever you're around him." Meryl laughed, giving her friend a playful shove in the side. The library, where they were now, was pretty much deserted, but they still had to keep quiet. Nobody in their right mind would want to anger the librarian.
"He's a seventh year Meryl!" Millie huffed out, although her stomach was full of butterflies at the thought of the guy of her dreams actually fancying her. It was no secret that Millie Thompson has a crush on Nicholas Wolfwood. Her crush wasn't just some crazy schoolgirl crush. It didn't effect her whole dating life. She had boyfriends, plenty of them. Millie was a fairly popular girl. She had beautiful wavy hair, honey brown eyes, and a nice body to go with it. She didn't flaunt it, but she didn't keep it hidden either.
"Seventh smeventh, he still likes you." Her best friend smiled in a way that told Millie she wasn't telling her something that was supposed to be told.
"Spit it out!" The taller girl squealed, fidgeting a bit in her seat.
"Spit what out?" Meryl shrugged her shoulders, putting on her best innocent face.
"I don't know, but you know something!"
If Meryl didn't know by her tone of voice, she knew by Millie's gestures that she was growing impatient. It was time to finally tell her. "Know what? Just because Nicholas told me personally that he likes you doesn't mean I know anything!"
"WHAT?" Millie screamed so loud that Meryl had to rush them out of the library before anyone else did.
With a smirk on her face Meryl nodded her head. "You heard me correctly."
"Nicholas likes me?" Millie's reality was gone with that realization. A gigantic smile was plastered on her face and her back was slowly sliding down the wall until her butt was on the floor, her long legs sprawled out in front of her.
"Earth of Millie!" Her best friend called out a few dozen times, waving her hand in front of Millie's face.
"What, huh? Oh, I'm sorry." Millie sighed with a far away look in her eyes.
"You know what, you're hopeless!" Meryl laughed and plopped herself next to her friend.
"What do we have here?" A blonde haired seventh year Hufflepuff stood in front of the two giggling girls, his eyes fixated on Meryl, wiggling his eyebrows.
"Oh, shut up!" Meryl didn't even look at the spiky haired idiot and kept talking to Millie.
"Meryl!" He whined, trying to get her attention.
It worked. She was looking at him, a devil smirk on her lips. She stood up and walked over towards him. The little girl stood on her tiptoes and grabbed the older boy's collar, pulling his face down to hers. Before a word was said on either of their behalf she brought his mouth to hers and kissed him full on the lips. "Is that what you wanted Vashy?"
"You guys are so weird!" A voice from behind Millie said. She didn't even have to look to see who it was. It was obvious who it belonged to, Vash's best friend, Nicholas Wolfwood. Otherwise known as, 'the man of Millie's dreams'.
"I know," Millie turned around and smiled to the new arrival, "I had to close my eyes. They are so creepy!"
"You're both just jealous!" Meryl piped up in-between kisses from her boyfriend.
"Of Vash kissing you, I laugh at the thought. Actually, it's more like gagging!" Nicholas chuckled at his joke, amused that it caused Millie to laugh as well.
"Shut up!" Vash cut it, walking over to the other two.
"Or what?" Nicholas put on a fake macho voice and puffed out his chest.
"Or I'll sick my girl on you!" Vash bust out laughing when Nicholas fell to the floor begging for him not to do such a cruel and horrible thing.
"Boys are such idiots!" Meryl shook her head at the seventeen year-old boys, getting an agreeing nod from the only other girl with her.
"Before Meryl beats the crap out of me for some future thing I'm about to say," Nicholas spun around from Vash and his girlfriend and looked back over to Millie, "Do you have plans for this weekend?"
"No, not really. Why?" Millie questioned him, trying to hide back her smile.
"I was just wondering if you wanted to come with me to Hogsmede, ditch these two losers when we get there." He smirked, raising his eyebrows at her.
"I'd love to." Millie replied, the smile on her face so big it almost touched each side of her face.
"Who are you calling a loser?" Meryl appeared in front of the two of them, kicking Nicholas in the leg.
"Ouch!" He cried in pain, leaning over and lifting up his pants leg to see if there was going to be a mark left on it.
"Serves you right for picking on my woman." Vash stuck his tongue out, getting knocked upside his head by not one, but three different people.
"Ow! Ow! Owie!" Vash squealed dramatically, checking his head to see if it was bleeding.
"Well, I better go." Nicholas smiled at Millie, grabbing Vash's arms, and leading him off to the other side of the school.
"Well, that was interesting." Millie stared off into space, reenacting the last events in her head.
"Really? They do that sort of thing everyday. I would think you were used to it by now." The smaller girl looked up at her best friend, raising her eyebrow a wee-bit.
"It's not that…" Millie blushed, her eyes wandering around the room.
"Oh, you're blushing!" Meryl jumped up and down squealing. "I knew it! He asked you, didn't he?"
"Maybe…" Millie smiled coyly.
"That is so great! We can so double date now, and I won't feel bad anymore!"
"Wait a minute, you told me you didn't feel bad about you having a boyfriend…Meryl!" Millie looked at Meryl with her arms crossed in front of her chest.
"Woops…" Meryl smiled as innocently as she could and quickly took off down the opposite direction from the boys.
"Meryl Strife, you get your butt back over here now!"
A/N: Anyone who knows me and wasn't expecting Millie's best friend to be Meryl...TISK! It was so freakishly obvious I was going to do it. How could you not have known...Drew? Ha, I'm messing with you. I also liked my little Vashy scene. I know it's a little off the story, but I wanted you people to know what kind of kids Nix's parents were. Anyway, thanks for reading my story. How is it so far, eh? Please review with your comments.