Lost and lonely? Found and Fixated. Pv

Love life was Minnie just didn't know how to handle. She had a huge crush on a boy she had never actually met, and just saw him in the hallways occasionally. But that was enough for her to start crushing. Keith Moore, a name she had learned by overhearing a conversation, was a really cute boy. He seemed so serious and sad, which she found very interesting. Plus, his hair was really hot. To be honest, he was really hot. But anyways, she was crushing big time on him. Knowing that she was going to be late for class if she kept thinking, Minnie shoved on her clothes and grabbed her satchel, then headed out of her dormitory for potions.

Potions was a struggle as always, as Minnie nearly burned her cauldron and got a bubbling mess of horribleness. Even as a baker and a pureblood, potions were extremely hard for her. It just didn't click. She walked out of class exhausted and not ready to face her next class. She trudged out, not bothering to chat with her friends or apologize to the professor.

But her entire demeanor changed when she looked up. There, walking opposite of her, was Keith. But as she blushed and stared, his books fell and he cursed. Minnie blinked, wanting to help him, but not sure what to do. Not being able to talk to him and her instinct to help people warred inside her. But helping people won, as well as wanting to look closer at her cute crush.

So she walked over to him and grabbed one of his books, leaning it towards him. "Hi. Here's your books....you looked like you needed a little help." Her voice was soft and shy, her ears and cheeks blushed red. But she carried on, steeling herself and looking at his face. This was hopefully the start of something big.

Minnie felt starstruck. He was talking to her. He. Was. Talking. To. Her! She would have shouted out a victory if he wasn't still talking with her. Minnie tried to make her brain work, and form some words. Right. A satchel. He has a satchel. I have a satchel. She bit back a grin; they had something in common!

Minnie realized she should say something, besides staring at his dark green eyes. But really, she just wanted to look at him and notice all his features. Think, think! Ice mice, I have to say something cool! Thinking furiously, she tried to notice all of the weird things she said. First off, candy themed expressions would have to go, they made her look like a five year old idiot. She would have to be careful to not act starstruck with him, even though she was. Minnie was completely unsure what to say!

"What books are you reading?" She blurted out, then blushed again. Really, "what books are you reading?" I need to learn how to speak. She groaned inwardly, this was not a good first impression. "I mean, they're probably school books. Fascinating, isn't it? School I mean." If possible, she blushed harder. Well that went well. She abruptly shut her mouth and resumed helping him pick up books. If she kept this up, she might scare him away. Why couldn't she just talk to boys normally?

Minnie was a little confused. Keith looked almost as stressed talking to her as she did to him. But maybe she was just imagining it, as he was talking to her. She smiled as he mentioned his journals. He liked to draw too! And apparently write stories. Well, she could write stories too, she could show him her historical fiction books! But again, to do that, she would have to be friends with him. And so far, that didn't seem to be going well. She had to speak normally first.

She almost had a panic attack when he talked about calling her Hufflepuff girl. No, no, no. She could not just be a random nickname he didn't remember. Hufflepuff girl....there could be dozens of "hufflepuff girl" people he meets! What if he forgets I exsist? Through her panic, she tried to remember what he had said before nicknaming her. Then she remembered, her name. Okay, I just have to say my name. Oh, how can I remember my name when I'm staring at him?

"Minnie." After a pause, she kept going awkwardly. "That's my name. Minnie I mean. What's yours?" She looked away, trying not to show him her red cheeks. Get yourself together Minnie! If you can't stammer out a normal sentence, how will he remember you? She resisted the urge to run away. Why had she asked his name? She knew his name. At least asking his name was normal. Right? She couldn't remember what a normal conversation was, and that was not a good thing. Keith must think she was the weirdest person he had ever met.

Since Minnie's cheeks were already red to the maximum, her ears decided to join in on the fun. Oh why do I have to be a pureblood? Being a muggleborn would be so much easier in this situation! Who is Minnie Mouse, and what is a Disney? Maybe I should not answer.... That would be a smart move, considering everything that came out of her mouth embarrassed her more. Apparently interacting with people was a skill she needed to relearn.

She almost smacked herself in the face. In her hurried awkwardness, she had missed that he had said his name already! She really needed to pay more attention in life, especially when talking to him! "Oh, right. Sorry." She said, her ears flaming farther, and her neck threatening to do the same if this kept up. Could she get any more embarrassed?

Unfortunately, it seemed her awkwardness had made him awkward, and he was barely stuttering out his year. She of course knew his year, as it was what really kept her from talking to him on a daily basis. A whole year apart, how could she bear it? A year meant that they could never date, not if he wanted to keep his dignity. Not that anyone would want to date her. Sometimes, she just felt so stupid. Right now, talking with Keith made her feel extremely stupid.

Then Keith whispered something unbelievable to her. "Am I scaring you?", he asked. Not something horrible or mean, or even just confused. He just asked if he was scaring her. That was when the confusion set in. How could he ever scare me? Did he take my reactions all wrong? Am I such a horrible person that I made him think he was scary? The wrongness of it all confused her even more.

"No. No, I'm not scared of you. Why would you think that?" She said firmly. She needed him to know that her reactions were her fault, not his. "You seem really nice actually." She managed to add.

Minnie smiled slightly as Keith talked to her. As he showed her his scars, all she could see in them was an acknowledgement of his bravery. They made him look fierce, and cool. Why would she be scared of them? They added to his beauty, and she wasn't sure how to make him see that.

As she was pondering this, he kept talking, looking mildly upset. Then he started aplogizing, talking about the full moon. For a few seconds, Minnie just stared at him, a little confused. But then it hit her. The full moon. He was upset. He had scars. He was a werewolf! Okay...I was not expecting that, truth to be told. But really, it's fine! I don't care if he's a werewolf, as I'm not some prejudiced idiot. I hope that he doesn't think I'm scared of him because he's a werewolf. She smiled at him, trying to let him know she didn't care.

"Oh. Well, you don't have to apologize. Really, I'm not scared of you. And don't worry, I won't tell anyone your secret." She added. Her blush was going down, now confronted with something bigger than her silly crush, she could move on from being embarrassed. "I uh....I'm just not the greatest at talking to people. I'm sorry if I made you think I was scared."

Minnie hoped he wouldn't think she was being condescending. She was just trying to be nice, and was still a little flustered. Keith being a werewolf didn't change the fact that he was really cute. If there was only some way she could show him that she wasn't really normal as well. Being a metamorphmagus was hardly the same thing as a werewolf, and if she told him she understood, he might get made at her. It would be just too, as being able to change your features was a cool ability, while being a werewolf made you public enemy number one.

She bit her lip. "So, who's Disney? You mentioned a Minnie Mouse as well? I'm pureblood, so I don't know any of that stuff." Changing the subject was a bit obvious, but she didn't want to make him uncomfortable by continuing the subject of him being a werewolf.