The Not-so Secret Crush

The owl seemed to fly right over to me as I was sitting at the Slytherin table with a group of first years. "Yeah, this Ravenclaw girl couldn't even speak this morning! I laughed with a wide smile, remembering the morning's activities as I shook my head with laughter. "I mean, come on! She's always trying to act perfectly, but she finally messed up!" I laugh again, "Her perfectly styled hair, her perfectly purposed answers, and her perfectly ironed uniforms...." I stop myself as I realized a few of the Slytherins I was talking to were looking at me weird as I kept detailing the Ravenclaw girl.

"But of course it's all stupid!" I quickly stuttered out with a laugh. That's when a note dropped right into my hands. I raised an eyebrow as I opened it and read it, a smirk coming to my lips as I looked back at her- Tina. I smirked. I knew this was her note. I winked at her sarcastically as I tossed the paper over to the Gryffindor boys' table, allowing the paper to land right in front of him.

As I saw Tina run out, a smile didn't come to my face this time; instead, something I wouldn't admit caught in my throat. Upon receiving strange looks from my fellow Slytherins, I covered up my slightly worried gaze with a mean smirk as I turned back to them and laughed, my voice slightly trailing off as I watched her leave. "Stupid little birdie...". My voice trailed off before I stood and excused myself from the table, making my way out of the room.