Tonight was the first night of the dada meetings. I'm sitting in my dorm getting ready but I keep thinking. I have been feeling a little weird lately. I guess I feel like I'm being watched. That someone is always watching me. But whenever I look around nobody is there. But whenever this happens I'm always alone. But this feeling has happened in front of people. I was talking to Neville when I got this feeling and same thing with Ron. I haven't told anyone about this. I don't know how to tell someone. I can't just say "Oh yeah I have a feeling someone is stalking me" that would be weird. But now i'm in my dorm getting ready for the meetings. We decided to call our group Dumbledores Army. Neville ended up finding the room of requirements and that's were our meetings are held.
I put my robe on then walk out of my dorm and I go into the common room. Once I'm down there I see Fred and George.
"Hey guys." I say as I sit down on the couch.
"Hey beautiful." Fred said.
"Hi love." George said.
"What are you guys doing?" I say as I see them put something in a box.
"A prank." George said while laughing a little.
"On Umbridge." Fred said with sort of a giggle.
I can't help but laugh a little "Ok well good luck. But I have a question."
Both Fred and George sit nexts to me "What's up darling?" They both say.
"Well I keep getting like weird feelings, like someone's watching me. And i'm wondering if you both ever get that feeling?" I look down then I feel someone lift my head up and it was George.
"We don't but me and Fred will protect you if anything happens." I softly smile as George saids that.
"We promise we will." Fred saids and I turn to him and smile.
"Thank you to the both of you."
Then we hear someone go down the stairs. All three of us turn and we see Harry.
"Hey." He said as he walked over to the couch.
"Sup." The twins both said which made me giggle a little.
"What are you guys doing?" Harry asked as Fred and George got up and grabbed the box and headed towards the door.
"We are on our way to prank Umbridge." Fred said with a smirk.
"Then we will go to the meeting." George said that as they left. Once they left there was an awkward silence.
"How have you been?" Harry broke the silence.
"Pretty good and you?" I asked as he sat down nexts to me.
"Good good, so can we talk?" He look at me.
"Sure, about what?"
"Well remember the night when Dylan broke up with you?"
Is he stupid? "How can I forget?" I roll my eye.
"Ok ok- well remember what happened after?" he looked down.
I swear he asking the dumbest questions "Yes I remember."
"You know how I called you all of those names and stuff?"
He called me a slut and a whore and told me I belong to him "Yeah I know."
"Well I don't usually do that- see I just thought you would like it. I wouldn't normally say that type of stuff, especially if we are not even dating. I'm sorry." He said. I look at him. I'm shocked. I'm surprised he even brought this up.
"It's ok. That night never should have never happened. I was in my emotions and I wanted to get over him and I thought that was the way." I see him nod and I smile slightly "But thank you for apologizing."
"You're welcome darling, anytime." He stands up.
"Where are you going?" I ask.
"I have to get something from my dorm, but I will see you at the meeting." I nod and smile as he walks upstairs to his dorm.
Then silence. No sound, just quietness. I quickly get up and walk out of my dorm and leave the common room.
I through the hallways. It looks like it's going to rain outside. I look around but nobody is here. After awhile I get that feeling again. Like someone is watching me. I walk a little bit faster and that feeling is still there. Once I turn a corner, I look out of the corner of my eye to see if anyone was there but no one. I swear someone is there, but it's like they are invisible or something.
I keep walking but I haven't been in the school for a long time. I sort of forgot where the room of requirements is. But I keep walking. I'm scared to turn around, I don't know why. Something is tell not to turn around so I don't but I finally get there. I'm finally at the room of requirements.
Once I get in I see a lot of kids but I run over to Hermione.
"What took you so long and do you know where Harry is? You know he is kinda of late! He was suppose to be here five minutes ago!" Hermione seemed seeming mad and annoyed.
"Well hello to you too Mione and last time I saw him he was in the common room." She rolls her eyes as I say that.
"Of course he was- There he is!" he walks in and Hermione runs to him.
The meeting was pretty good but boring. At least for me. We learned some defensive spells and Harry talked about everything we are going to learn. But the thing is that I already know this stuff. I know how to cast a patronums. I know all of the spells. I can teach this class if I actually wanted to. But I don't. I don't want to teach a group of people stuff I learned on my own. But whatever.
After the meeting I went to my dorm and changed into something more comfortable then sat in the common room and started reading.
Hermione is nexts to me and Harry is sitting in front of the fire and Ron is sitting on the chair. And that's when Ginny walks in.
"Hey Y/n?" She comes in front of me.
"Yeah?" I put my book down and close it.
"Well I was was passing by your dorm when I was saw this..." she gives my a box "You weren't at your dorm so I thought that you were here so there you go." I stare at the box and I see a letter taped to it and I take the letter and open it. But at this point all of them are looking at me.
"Who gave the box's to you?" Hermione asks.
"I don't know." I say.
"What does the letter say?" Ginny asks.
"I don't know."
"Is it something good?" Ron asks.
"Is it something bad?" Harry asks.
"Well I don't know because I haven't opened it!" I say and they all get quiet and watch me open the letter and start reading it.
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