Slytherins Golden Girl

Chapter 34

She awoke the next morning with half her body dangling off the edge of her bed and something brown stuck to her skin. Eleanor ripped it off leaving behind a sticky residue on her forehead and realised it to be a note. Flipping it over squinting her eyes as they adjusted to the dim light of the room, she could just about make out the writing.

Tried waking you. Out cold
P and D

Well that doesn't sound good. She scrunched the note into a ball and dropped it off the end of her bed. Eleanor reached up and groggily rubbed her eyes feeling them to be slightly puffy and turned over to her bedside clock that read 13:14.

"Shit."

Looks like she was going to be late again. She scrabbled off the bed, chucking her duvet aside and grabbed her uniform heading straight for the bathroom. She looked in the mirror as she flattened her baby hairs to her head with a sticking charm, why she didn't try the charm half an hour ago is beyond her. She'd decided put her hair into braids rather than brush it through and create a giant uncontrollable mane.

Eleanor quickly left the room grabbing her bag and wand on the way out. Third floor, charms corridor is where she needed to be. She hurdled her way up the the grand staircase till she reached the third floor and ran down the landing of the corridor until she turned the corner. Double shit.

She groaned seeing the three annoyingly large obstacles blocking her way past, maybe she wouldn't be making it to Flitwicks lesson after all.

Lee, Fred and George all stood with their backs to her, their bags and robes had been disregarded on the floor beside them. She had a sneaky suspicion they were up to something.

Eleanor crept up behind the three and loudly cleared her throat. They instantly fell silent, slowly turned their heads to looked over their shoulders as George not so subtlety slid a bright pink package in his front trouser pocket.

"Gentlemen."

She could see them physically sigh in relief when they noticed it was only her stood behind them and not a professor. George brought the package that he had failed at hiding out in front of him once again and tapped the side with his wand.

"Gray." They nodded.

She glanced up at their mischievous faces with narrowed eyes, she had been correct. "What are you three doing this time?" She said dryly not wanting to get involved in their chaos.

Fred's eyes gleamed down at her as he spoke, "We are teaching Umbridge a lesson for banning our Weasley Products."

Eleanor blankly stared back at them, knowing this ban hadn't done anything to stop them from selling their products. "But you still sell them in secret." She replied.

Fred rolled his eyes and put his hand on his hip, very much resembling his mother and scoffed at Eleanor as if she'd said something stupid. "That's beside the point. If we can't have our products, she can't have her classroom."

"Besides you're gonna want to see this Gray." George wickedly smiled as he grabbed the end of the tape measure Lee had hold of.

"What do you mean?" Eleanor responded, standing cluelessly beside Fred as George sprinted down to the end of the corridor still having hold of the tape measure in his left hand.

"How longs that?" He called to them.

Lee looked down at the measurements in his hands. "About 21 metres." He called back.

"Ready Fred?"

"Ready George."

George dropped the package on the ground and made a desperate sprint towards the three of them with his arms covering the top of his head.