𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲-𝐨𝐧-𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞 [ george weasley ]

➵ two | what if you kissed me?

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𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘-𝐎𝐍-𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐄
chapter two ─ what if you kissed me?
(i'd probably die)

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TWILIGHT HAD COME AND GONE BY THE TIME the Hogwarts Express stopped at Hogsmeade station, and no one was more eager to get off than Gaposchkin, who (possibly intentionally) scratched Lee's forehead in his desperation to leave the train. This desperation was only slightly dampened by the rain, as he soon found shelter in the sleeve of George's robes.

"For the last time, give me back my cat!" Heidi cried, snatching him back and folding him into her own robes. "You are driving me up the wall, you know that?"

"Maybe your cat likes me more?" George raised an eyebrow. "He's probably sensed that you're a massive bitch. Maybe if you were nicer, he might stick around longer."

"Listen up, you pasty-faced wanker, I do not like you," Heidi growled. "So get the fuck away from me, and my cat, and my sound mind."

"You're so cute when you're mad," George grinned. "Your accent really comes out, it's so scary."

Heidi closed her eyes, and imagined slapping him ─ as her mother liked to tell her (when pertaining to gifts), it's the thought that counts. She took Lydia's arm, turned her nose up in the air, and followed the crowd of witches and wizards down a rough mud track towards the coaches. Thankfully, the coach couldn't fit all eight of them, and so Alicia, Angelina, Lydia and Heidi clambered into one, leaving Jules, Lee, and the twin devils behind.

The coach smelled faintly of mould and wet straw, and Heidi pinched the top of her nose in a futile effort to stop the tension headache she could feel building up. A bump in the road sent Alicia falling to the floor, where she remained as Angelina had immediately spread herself over Alicia's vacated seat.

"Bitch," Alicia mumbled from the floor.

As they reached the iron gates at the front of Hogwarts, Heidi looked up and saw two Dementors standing guard. Gaposchkin, potentially sensing that these were not kind creatures, hissed and burrowed closer into Heidi's robes. At last, the coach swayed to a bumpy halt, and Heidi almost fell onto the ground in her haste to get off.

The four of them joined the crowd swarming up the steps, through the Entrance Hall and towards the Great Hall.

"I hope whatever Dumbledore has to say before the feast is short," Alicia complained. "I'm starving."

They entered a sea of pointed black hats, swarming around designated house tables. The four girls took their seats somewhere in the middle of the Gryffindor table, Gaposchkin curling up in Heidi's lap.