Us ; George Weasley

One-hundred and thirty-one

We're getting to know a little bit more about why Marco's always acting like a child on steroids.

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Marco

"Allie?!" I called, making my way up the stairs towards her dormitory.

The Gryffindor against Slytherin game was today and we had agreed to go only to support Fred and Lee but also Ron and Harry.

I opened the door to her dormitory but didn't see her there, so I decided to walk around to the other side where I opened the door to my dormitory.

Right away, my eyes landed on Allie. She was sitting against my bed, her now blue shoulder-length hair hanging around her face. She was wearing the outfit she stole from George a couple of months ago. Sweatpants and a hoodie.

Though she was sitting with my empty brownie plate in her lap, talking to the poster of my bed.

She's high as a kite.

"Oh baby." I sighed and stepped inside, closing the door behind me.

"Timmy!" She said, full of excitement as she looked at me. I didn't react to her calling me by my twin brother's name, seeing as she was obviously too high to know the difference." Come! You need to meet my new boyfriend. His name is G."

She giggled.

"He's a ginger."

Oh boy.

"Babe, did you eat my last two weed brownies?" I asked, gesturing towards the plate. "You weren't supposed to find those."

"They were great!" She said before narrowing her eyes at me. "Timothy... have you always had two heads?"

I walked over to her and crouched down but as I went to take the plate, she grabbed my face and kissed me, startling me so much that I stumbled back and landed on my arse.

I looked at Allie, my eyes wide as she leaned back against the bed, laughing hysterically.

I did not see that coming.

"Allie, honey." I tried to get her attention. I had no idea if she ate those brownies on purpose, well knowing that it contained weed, or if she had no idea and just thought it was regular brownies.

I mean, she knows me really well so she should be able to know that the brownies I keep in my room, is weed brownies.

"When you get high, you're not supposed to be obvious about it." I told her. "If anyone notice, you'll get expelled."

She giggled as she looked at me again.

"I'm so high!" She shrieked and held up her index, pinky and thumb while sticking out her tongue, her eyes closed.

I couldn't help but laugh. She had never been high before but she was way more fun than when she was drunk.

"Let's get you off the floor, shall we?" I asked and tried helping her up, but she wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned closer to my ear.

"You can't tell Marco." She whispered. "He doesn't know how to keep a secret and I don't want Will to find out."

"I'm sure Marco won't tell anyone." I said, playing along.

I for sure was not going to tell William. He wouldn't kill Allie. He'd kill me.

"I've always wanted two heads." She told me as I helped her up on the bed. She looks at me with a frown and leaned forwards. She went to rest her elbows on her knees but her elbows went right past and she went to the floor with a bang.