The 7th Generation

Chapter 9

I was released from the Hospital Wing after breakfast the next day. I was walking down to the dungeons so that I could find Tori. She wasn't anywhere in the dormitory or the common room, so I quickly changed into some comfy Muggle clothing that I had brought. It was nothing much, just some black tights and a black T-shirt with a rose on it. I grabbed my hand, pulled it across my body, and ran up to the library.

There, I saw Tori sitting at a table, pouring over one of her essays. I sat down next to her. "Hey, Tori." She looked up. "Hey! I've been looking for you! I need some serious help with this stupid essay. Can you help me?" I grinned. "Of course. Which essay is it? I finished all of the homework for this weekend except DADA." Tori shook her head. "I should've known. It's for Charms. I've been looking through tons of books, but I can't find anything. Can you help me?" I nodded and started looking for my Charms essay. It wasn't too hard, just a simple question, "What are the incantations and wand movements for the Lighting Charm and the Extinguishing Charm?" I knew which book to find, so I quickly picked the book of the shelf and told Tori to look at Chapter 4 of Section 1. I started writing out my Potions essay, which was also easy. "Describe the process to make Biol-Cure Potion". I finished it in no time. I rolled up the essay and walked out of the library.

Tori came running behind me. "I need to show you something. Come on!" She grabbed my hand and pulled me back into the library. Tori dragged me to a section in the library where I hadn't explored yet. I looked at the spines of the book when I realized that these books were familiar.

The Indian in the Cupboard, Divergent, Hunger Games. These were all Muggle books.

I have to come here again another day.

"Hey, I need to run. I promised Daphne that I would meet her in the courtyard. I'll catch you later. ok?" Tori was staring at her watch. I smiled. "Go ahead. I want to check this place out." Tori dashed off. I walked around the bookshelf and continued to awe at the books. I was about to pull Divergent off of the shelf when I heard a chuckle and an angry groan.

I turned around and saw two familiar red-heads and one unfamiliar red-head. I walked over there and said, "Hey guys." I was greeted with two identical grins. I couldn't help but smile. "So, it's you two. What did you do this time? And who's this?" I pointed at the other girl.

She scowled at Fred and said, "I'm Stella Beckett. I'm in your year, but I'm a Hufflepuff. Fred, over here, is being an insensitive git." I noticed that Fred was holding onto Stella's arm and I laughed. "Nothing new about that." I turned to Fred and pulled out my wand. "Fred, let her go." I sharply said. Fred dropped her arm and said, "Yes, Ma'am." I swatted Fred in the arm. Stella started some small talk. "So, who are you?" I was hesitant to say who I was. I didn't want Stella to hate me for being Slytherin. I started slowly, "I'm Midnight Davis. I'm in Slytherin." Instead of glaring at me, Stella smiled at me. "Finally, I can prove the world wrong. Gryffindors don't always hate Slytherin." I raised my eyebrow. "How can you say that?" I felt someone shove me from behind me. I whipped around and playfully punched George in the chest. "What was that for?"

In the background, I heard Fred whispering something to Stella, which caused her to burst into fits of laughter. I didn't trust Fred, so I asked in an overly sweet voice, "What did you just say, Fred?" Fred shook his head. I pulled out my wand and pointed it right in between his eyes. "Now, will you tell me?" Fred almost went cross-eyed. "I said that I ship you two." I was so shocked that I let my wand arm drop. "What the heck, Fred!"

Suddenly, I got an idea.

"Yeah, well, I feel like you and Stella would be cuter together. I mean, think about it." Stella stopped laughing and stared at me with wide eyes. I smirked. "Revenge is sweet, isn't it? Anyway, I gotta go. Friends to find. Things to plan." I quickly walked away.

I walked back to the Slytherin common room. Pansy told me that she wanted my help in planing the little girls' night thingie.

But, I was preoccupied. Why would Fred say that he ships me with George? Does he actually feel that way? Did he say it to annoy me? I don't know. Well, I can think about it later. Right now, I need to plan some parties.

A/N: Stella is an OC created by @StellaBeckett.