A Clean Slate
A HariPo fanfiction
Note: The Harry Potter cast belongs to J.K. Rowling. Miraphina Atherton and Grant Selwyn belong to me, though. Those of you who have seen my story, At the Moment, will recognize them from there. If you haven't read that story, it's okay; you can read this first. But this is both for my prompt challenge at: .net/topic/44309/25299326/1/#25326999
and it's also for my buddy, Morghen, who was dying to see more for Charliephina. Short, sweet, and review-craving!
"Love comforteth like sunshine after rain." –William Shakespeare
Miraphina Atherton has come to hate purebloods. She was done with them once and for all. This time, she really meant it, too.
Three times –THREE times –she tried dating Grant Selwyn. They'd been kinda friends at Hogwarts, but her being a Hufflepuff and his being a Slytherin proved too troublesome. Yet, somehow, they'd tried it twice more after school.
Both times had left Mira with a broken heart.
Why? Why did she love him? Yes, he was smart, and handsome. He was kind…at first. Then she'd realized just how clever he was. She should've known. Slytherin only accepted the cleverest witches and wizards. Slytherin also only (or tended to, at least) accept purebloods.
Mira? She was the worst thing a Slytherin could imagine: A Hufflepuff Muggleborn.
She knew Grant had known that from the beginning. It hadn't bothered him at first. Then… Then he'd begun treating her as a Mudblood whore.
He treated her as a piece of arse –"quality arse," he'd joked –but a thing, nonetheless. She couldn't help that she was curvy. Of course, that was what had attracted him in the first place. Miraphina had been stupid enough to fall for it.
Stupid, stupid, stupid!
Mira kicked herself as she followed her best friend, Ginny Weasley, around the Quidditch shop in Diagon Alley. Though Miraphina didn't play herself, she loved watching the sport, so she didn't mind tagging along with Gin to help her pick out a new broom.
"Ah! There you are, Ginny!"
Mira snapped out of her thoughts and blushed. Who the hell was the hottie coming to greet Ginny? They had the same red hair and blue eyes… She froze. The shrimpy brunette prayed that her best friend had not done what she thought she'd done…!
Ginny grinned mischievously and introduced her big brother. "Hey, Charlie. This is Miraphina, the woman I told you about."
Charlie shook Mira's hand, a little breathlessly. He was blushing. "…wow. Uh, er, hello, Miraphina."
"H-Hi…," Mira spluttered. He was tall (a head and a quarter more than her) and very handsome. The brunette knew she was blushing as much as he was. "Er… You like Quidditch?"
He chuckled. "I love it." When Ginny "mysteriously" disappeared from sight, he grew a little more relaxed. "Want to see the Devon Demiguises some time? Uh, with me, if you'd like."
Mira smiled and agreed to a date with Charlie. Grant Selwyn who? ;)
YAY! Another Charliephina! And remember, if you liked this in even the slightest bit, then check out their first story as mentioned in the opening note. I think the quote worked out well here, if I do say so myself. Hee!
Please drop a review, dearies!
I guess I'll do some more Charliephina quote stuff for a wonderful Beta –known as Morghen. (I'll write them in the coming week(s)!)