Chapter Nineteen

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Nothing felt better than that moment the teacher says 'put down your Quills', 'time is up' and 'you are free to go', after you just wrote your last exam paper.

No more classes, homework, and studying for the remaining days of the school year.

The Fierce Four decided that it was a really nice day to spend the afternoon down by the lake. The professors insisted anyway that we should be outside.

From a distance away I could make out Harry, Hermione and Ron running up to the castle from Hagrid's house.

"Hey, look, there goes Harry and his gang."
Morag pointed out as she squinted her eyes.

"I wonder what are they up to."
Isobel gazed lazily at them.

"Probably saving the world from You-Know-Who."
Mandy replied.

Word got out fast of what - or who Harry thought he saw in the forest the night of detention. I kept my mouth shut, mainly because I don't know if I should believe him. His scar was hurting that night so he could have been hallucinating. But deep down I knew it was him.

"The Golden Trio, to the rescue!"
I joked, pushing my thoughts aside.

"Their group name sounds cool, though."
Isobel grumbled as she let her fist back down after we all put ours in the air, acting as 'Superhero's'.

"But ours are the best, right?"
Morag pouted.

We responded without hesitation.
"Number one best!"
"The best of all!"
"Best of the best!"
And without much thinking...

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I sat in the Great Hall, with a plate full of delicious food: boneless ribs, green salad with tomato, feta cheese and strawberry, and my favorite; garlic bread, along with a glass full of pumpkin juice. I was so hungry I could sweep this whole plate in two seconds. Just as I was about to take the first bite from my meat, a shadow fell upon me, blocking some of the light of the candles. I looked up at Mandy, who sat across from me, seeing her already looking at the person behind me.

So I looked where she was looking and saw the Grim Reaper. Kidding, it was just Snape.

"Can I help you, sir?"
I ask once I noticed that he expected me to speak first.

You came to me, Professor. You are supposed to speak first.

Shut it, brain. You are being very sarcastic and big-headed lately.

"There has been some...complications. Professor McGonagall would like to see you in her office."
Snape said lowly.

"Uhmm..." I looked at my friends, who only shrug, looking unsure.
"Okay." I went to stand up but he put his hand out on top of my head and pushed me back down. I gave him a weird look.

"First finish eating, then I will escort you to her."
He pointed at my food and walked away.

"How modest of him."
Morag snickered.

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