Here's the next chapter...sorry for the delay!
Leanne had been pressed up against the wall. Blaise (from Slytherin) had his mouth over hers and was fondling her body.
My stomach felt sick. I stumbled towards the school, trying to rid my mind of the scene that I’d just witnessed. I can’t believe her! I thought. How could she let someone take advantage of her like that?
Not wanting to think, I continued slowly on my way. I was sopping wet. My hair hung around me in soaked locks. I was chilled to the bone. A moment later, I heard quick footsteps behind me.
“Grace! Wait up!” Oliver ran towards me. His hair was wet from a shower and he held a scarlet umbrella, which shielded him from the torrent of rain.
Smiling slightly, I stopped and waited for him to catch up. “Hey.”
“Aren’t you cold?” He exclaimed. His big, brown eyes stared into mine with concern.
“Yeah, but my umbrella got blown away,” I explained. A shiver ran through my whole body.
“Here, have my sweater,” Oliver offered. He quickly took it off, revealing only a thin shirt under.
“No, I couldn’t,” I protested.
“Yes,” he insisted. “You’re going to freeze!”
“Well, you’re going to freeze if you give it to me,” I argued playfully, a grin pulling the sides of my mouth out.
“It’s better me freezing than you freezing,” he pointed out, a look of determination in his eyes. “I don’t want you to get a cold.”
My eyes rested on the warm, fuzzy sweater that lay in his outstretched hand. It did look very comfortable. “Oh, all right,” I grumbled with a smile. I quickly pulled it over my wet head. It looked very baggy on me, but at least it’d keep me relatively warm.
“Come under the umbrella,” Oliver told me, holding out the umbrella.
I ducked under, where we were somewhat sheltered. As we resumed our brisk walk towards Hogwarts, I noticed Oliver quivering slightly. “You’re cold,” I said matter-of-factly. Reaching over, I rubbed his arm with the sleeve of my sweater, keeping my body close to his.
“Thanks,” he mumbled in my ear, that unmistakable grin on his face. “Do you want to come with me to the next Hogsmeade trip?” He asked unexpectedly as we neared the door of the school.
“I’d love to.” My stomach was filled with fluttering butterflies again.
As we turned into the school, I looked back into the rain. It was still pouring as hard as ever, but as it always did, the sun would soon break through and a beautiful rainbow would form. I wondered if that would happen in my life, and if so, I hoped that it would happen soon.
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