𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲-𝐨𝐧-𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞 [ george weasley ]

➵ five | comes in threes

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𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘-𝐎𝐍-𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐄
chapter five ─ (bad luck)
comes in threes

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PREVIOUSLY, HEIDI HADN'T BELIEVED IN MIRACLES. Belief was a beauty thing, but unfortunately it was just that ─ no deity existed solely to perform favours for down-on-their-luck witches. However, divine intervention soon became the only explanation.

Roger's anti-Heidi campaign had lasted for a glorious hour of rampant biphobia, before the news of mass-murderer Sirius Black's sighting in Dufftown took priority. (How on earth had Heidi missed that?) The subsequent rearranging of Roger's facial bones, however, garnered much more attention, bringing Heidi school-wide notoriety ─ Heidi had never received as many high-fives as she had that week. Most notably, a large part of this attention came from a host of seventh-year students, ostensibly led by Oliver and Tess Robbins. They were constantly ready and waiting to hex a homophobe, should Heidi require it.

Nonetheless, it was not to last; as they say, the good and the bad go hand in hand. Heidi had naïvely assumed that the worst was over, and she could simply sit back and enjoy the good. Merlin; that was a mistake she would never make again.

The Defence Against the Dark Arts theory test in front of her sent her once joyful mood plummeting, the 'D' for Dreadful twisting in her stomach. A glance to her right made the snake in her stomach form knots; Lydia's 'E' for Exceeds Expectations had been achieved through less studying than Heidi's own mark. It turned out that the burning motivation from punching Roger had only pushed her so far.

"That test was bloody hard," Alicia said with a grin. "Pulled through pretty good, if I say so myself! Which I do, of course." She turned her paper around, and a mock round of applause erupted from the twins and Lee at the sight of her 'A'.

"How did you do?" The worst part of being Lydia Hildrey's best friend was the blind hope ─ she genuinely wanted to see Heidi succeed, consistently rooted for her regardless of the constant disappointments.

"Got a D." Heidi forced her lips into a smile, braving the pity she was sure to receive.

"Oh, Heids, I'm sorry," Lydia said, shaking her head sympathetically. "We could go over your notes later, see where you messed up?"

Heidi nodded, swallowing through the lump in her throat. "Sounds great," she croaked. She was abruptly aware of how close she was to tears.

She was saved from further interrogation by the bell, booming across the school. The students of Hogwarts had, thank Merlin, survived another Monday. Within the din of relieved students, Heidi almost didn't hear Professor Lupin calling for her.