Sitting in the courtyard and preparing for the final days before summer, I'm reading a book by Newt Scamander when two figures stop in front of me, blocking the sunlight.
Looking up, I noticed that Fred and George are the two figures interrupting my reading. Both of them grinning like a Cheshire cat.
"What are you two smiling about?" I asked.
"Just celebrating the end of term," Fred responded.
A gust of wind blows through the courtyard, and I get a whiff of a putrid smell.
"What is that horrid smell?" I wave my hand in front of my nose trying to get the odor to go away.
The twins look down at me and laugh.
"Remnants of dungbombs," George starts.
"Set some off in the common room of course," Fred finishes.
"Yes, an excellent way to start the summer. Being stuck in a compartment with you foul-smelling lot for the whole ride back to London."
They ruffled my hair and headed back into the castle to hopefully rid themselves of that smell. Otherwise, I'm finding somewhere else to sit.
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Isla and I are chatting in our compartment waiting for the guys when Percy pops his head in. I look up at him confused.
"Can we help you, Percy?"
"Just looking for my brothers. Haven't seen them have you?"
"Not since after their end of term prank."
"Yeah, prank that you had nothing to do with." He insinuated.
"You know they don't run every prank, joke, or trick by me. I'm not their mother. Although you seemed to act like you are." I muttered the last part quietly. He still heard it.
"Well, you act like the ringleader with those two so what else should one think?"
"I think others should mind their own business. For instance, as you can obviously see, your brothers are not here. So I will tell you this nicely for once, please leave and go bother other students with your 'Pinhead' duties."
He looked taken aback. As if I shouldn't know about the twins changing his prefect badge to say "Pinhead," or at least he hoped I wouldn't mention it.
He straightened back up and fixed his tie that was still in its place. Clearing his throat,
"Well, if you'll excuse me," he got up and turned to leave the compartment, "I heard you're staying with us over the summer?"
I glanced up at him, "For a few weeks, before heading to France."
He just nodded and walked away.
Isla turned to me, "What was that about?"
"I honestly don't know. He's a prick but he did let me know about what the twins did at Christmas. I don't understand him."
"What do you mean?"
"There are days where I am almost positive he hates me and would rather never see or speak to me again. But then sometimes, he's somewhat polite and will attempt to converse with me."
"Interesting," Isla said.
And that's all she said. Before I could ask her what she meant, Adrian and Jacob came running into the compartment.
"What's with you all?" I asked them.
Adrian sat next to me, panting, "Running...from...Snape..."
He took a breath after each word. Looking between him and Jacob, I asked,
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His Hidden Weapon
Fanfiction"That's the thing about love. It hurts. But so does the truth." Cassiopeia Lenoir otherwise known as "Cassia" has never been exposed to the world of magic except for stories that she was told when she was little girl. When she receives her letter fr...
