Bowtruckles and Plants (A George Weasley Love Story)

Time Tables

Willow woke up early the next morning, excited for breakfast before getting her timetable from Professor Sprout. Unfortunately for Willow, Cedric was not awake yet, so she had to spend the next thirty minutes in the Hufflepuff common room waiting for him to wake up. She didn't mind though as she was able to take in her second home once again after the summer break. She loved the abundance of plants scattered around the yellow and black room. The golden sunlight that filtered through the curved windows, the moving plants casting different shapes of shadows across the sofas and honey-golden tables. Even the peaceful silence of the room made Willow happy. Eventually Cedric popped out of the boys dorm and headed over to Willow.

"Good morning." Cedric greeted with a smile.

"Morning bed head," Willow responded, looping her arm through his. "I'm starving because of you, now let's go get breakfast."

Cedric laughed and the two teens exited through the barrels and headed over to the dining hall. Finding their seats at the Hufflepuff table, Willow instantly filled her plate with toast and fruit.

"Cedric, I really don't like the idea of you entering the tournament. I know I can't change your mind but it doesn't stop me from worrying." She said, buttering a piece of toast.

"listen," Cedric said, putting some bacon on his plate, "I know you worry but this is the perfect time to show the school that Hufflepuffs aren't a bunch of stupid wimps. I want to prove myself and our house. I understand that you are worried, but this is something I really want to do."

"Oh alright," Willow said, "just please, please don't get hurt."

"I won't," Cedric said, giving her a big smile, "If I do, I'll carry your books for the rest of the year."

Willow laughed at this, digging into her breakfast. Her and Cedric continued to chat up a storm during breakfast before Professor Sprout handed out their timetables. Willow was bouncing with excitement as she held hers reading through it.

𝒲𝒾𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌 𝒢𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒶𝑔𝒽𝑒𝓇

𝑀𝑜𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓎:

𝒟𝑜𝓊𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝓇𝒷𝑜𝓁𝑜𝑔𝓎

𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓂𝓈

𝒯𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓈𝒻𝒾𝑔𝓊𝓇𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

𝒯𝓊𝑒𝓈𝒹𝒶𝓎:

𝒟𝒜𝒟𝒜

𝒫𝑜𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈

𝑀𝓊𝑔𝑔𝓁𝑒 𝒮𝓉𝓊𝒹𝒾𝑒𝓈

𝒲𝑒𝒹𝓃𝑒𝓈𝒹𝒶𝓎:

𝒞𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝑀𝒶𝑔𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓁 𝒞𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒𝓈

𝐻𝑒𝓇𝒷𝑜𝓁𝑜𝑔𝓎

𝒟𝒜𝒟𝒜

𝒯𝒽𝓊𝓇𝓈𝒹𝒶𝓎:

𝑀𝓊𝑔𝑔𝓁𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝒹𝒾𝑒𝓈

𝒫𝑜𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈

𝐹𝓇𝒾𝒹𝒶𝓎:

𝒞𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝑀𝒶𝑔𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓁 𝒞𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒𝓈

𝒯𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓈𝒻𝒾𝑔𝓊𝓇𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

Willow groaned at the sight of her heavy schedule but was still excited to continue her classes. She wasn't the smartest witch but she did enjoy learning new things. She turned to Cedric to compare their schedule, hoping to have at least one class with her friend. "What'd you get Cedric?" She asked, leaning in to see his slip of paper.

"Oh sick, we have muggle studies together!" Cedric said pointing at her paper. "Why do you even bother with the class anyways?"

"Easy credits, Ced, easy credits." Willow said, smirking.

"Does that mean I get to copy off you?" Cedric asked, a hopeful look on his face. Willow just punched his arm and stuck out her tongue.

"That is not what that means Cedric." The two laughed before Willow got up from the table. "I'm going to go see what Clara has, want to come?" She asked.

"Nah, I've got classes. See you later though." Cedric grabbed his bag and slung it over his shoulder, walking out of the hall with a wave.

Willow headed over to the Slytherin table and sat down next to Clara. "Hey." She said, resting her head on her shoulder.

"Hey Willow." Clara said. "Come to see my timetable?"

"Duh, I want to see if we've got any classes together."

"Really, I thought you came to steal my hair and pretend to be me with a polyjuice potion." Clara remarked, laughing at her friends over exaggerated shocked face. "Here, you silly girl." She said, handing over her slip.

"Ew Divination, what is wrong with you?" Willow said.

"Look I know you don't like the class but I absolutely love the class." Clara defended.

Willow sniggered and continued to look through the Times table, "Oooh, we have potions and DADA together."

"Sick," Clara remarked, digging into her breakfast. "You have class now though."

"WHAT?" Willow exclaimed, looking at the paper. She was going to be late for Herbology. "Shit." She grumbled before running off to the greenhouse. Clara laughed at her friend, smiling with love for her friend.