21;; Veela
Lizzie smiled across the Common Room at Adam, the guy she had been crushing on for her entire fourth year. He didn’t seem to notice, though. Should she go over? Would that be weird? This was so confusing! She never knew what to do around boys.
‘Should I go over?’ she whispered to Bex, seeking her friend’s expert advice.
‘Erm… I wouldn’t,’ Bex replied, nodding in Adam’s direction. He was no longer alone – he was holding hands with a tall, pretty, blonde girl. Oh, great. ‘I hear she’s, like, part Veela,’ Bex added, and Lizzie turned to glare at her.