My DR -George Weasley-

Chapter Three: Go Away

  "Hey you left your bag on your seat," George told me, handing it to me. "Oh thanks," I mutter. I just wanted to go on to my next class and shove the humiliation under a rug. "Hey I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, I was just playing around," he tells me walking alongside me. "I'm sorry if I did." I stopped in the hallway and turned to look at him. He wore his school uniform, and the top of his shirt was slightly unbuttoned. "I know you were," I told him "It didn't bother me." I paused, "It was just unexpected. You're my best friend's brother," He looked down at me studying my posture as if trying to read into what I just said. "I should get going, Neville is waiting for me," I say walking off.

"I'll walk you," he said, catching up to me "What class is next?"

  "Mate common, you're not helping my cause here." I thought to myself as we walked down the hall. I side eyed George as we rounded a corner. He was around 6,2. Damn he's tall. His hand gripped his potions guide as he slid it into his bag. I could feel myself staring again.

  "Something I did?" he muttered as I looked up at him. He was smirking down at me as we reached the greenhouses. I could feel the red return to my face as I looked ahead of me to see Neville waiting. "You're feeding your own ego at this point George Weasley,"

  I was walking off when I felt him grab my hand, stopping me. "Don't tempt me," he whispered as he walked off.

   "Lennon, are you coming or not?" I heard Neville yell. "Coming, I'm coming," I replied watching George walk off. As he rounded the corner he turned his head and winked. "HOLY SHIT"

   "Do I even want to know what that was about," Neville asked as we entered the greenhouse. "George has made it his personal mission to make my life one big humiliating joke," I replied looking back over my shoulder. "Trust me we all saw during potions," Neville whispered. "Oh no, if Neville saw, Mione definitely did."

   "Welcome, welcome," Professor Sprout greeted "Pair yourselves up and stand by the table. "Wanna be partners?" Neville asked me. I nodded looking for Hermione. I saw her over by Ginny. We made eye contact and nothing seemed different. "Maybe she just didn't notice," I told myself. Today we learned about the properties of bubotuber pus and how to safely collect it. Ordinary Wizarding Level examinations are taken at the end of our 4th year; as such, much of the year is spent working with a variety of more dangerous plants like the Fanged Geranium, as well as revisiting the past year of lessons. As part of our Herbology O.W.L this year, students must sit a written exam, and then complete a practical exam, during which the students work with a wide selection of plants.

   Class went by fairly quick and by the end we were all rushing into the main hall for dinner. (lunch) I could see Hermione trying to pick out where we would all sit so I made it easy for her and sat at the very end of the table. As far away from a specifically tall ginger. "FINALLY, food," Ron said as he grabbed his plate in front of him and started filling it up. I looked above me and the ceiling always surprised me. The ceiling of the Great Hall was covered with candles and it was enchanted to look like the sky above. The clouds were rolling above as the sun shone through. To the left of the table was a door which led to a chamber with enchanted portraits of the founding members. The Hogwarts founders, also known as the Hogwarts Four, were four witches and wizards who established the school, during the medieval era. These four founders are widely described as being the most brilliant witches and wizards of their time. Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Salazar Slytherin. Each of them created their own house, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. I found it ironic that they named their house after themselves.

  "Did you hear that Cormac was flirting with Angie and she slapped the ever living life out of him," Ginny told us "I don't know why he even tries at this point." I turn to her smiling. "I can totally imagine that happening," As their conversation continued I found myself looking around the room, trying to memorize new faces but instead I was greeted by a smirking George waving at me. That's when he stood up. "No, no, no, no, no, NO," I could feel myself sinking into the bench. I could feel Neville looking at me. I shot a quick glance at him and the look he gave me wasn't good. It was the "I know what's up" look.  I glanced back over where George was sitting only to find him sliding into the seat in front of me. "What are you doing?" Ron asks him.

"Oh nothing," he said smiling "Can't a loving brother sit with his other siblings?"

   "No, no you can't," Ginny said "Go away," I looked up at him as he began filling his plate. "Oh lovely, he's staying." I grabbed my fork and just pushed my food around. "I'm being silly. He's getting off on me looking stupid." So I looked up at him and asked "How was class?" He seemed surprised that I looked up but I was quickly shot down because I felt his foot pressed against mine. "You know, nothing much," he smirked, "Just trying to get through Transfiguration." I kicked his foot off of mine and continued my conversation with Neville.

That's when Dumbledor took the cover off of the Goblet of Fire.