The Charming Charms class

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I am bored. Sooooo bored. Scorpius looks at me from across the room, his face a prime example of boredom. I look out the window. Below the campus grounds, owls swoop through the frosty air and duck through the windows. Before I know it, class is over. Scorpius is standing over me, looking very confused. "You are so dead Rose. Daisy Doppelgänger just walked by. She saw you, and now you are going to be in so much trouble! Everyone knows she practically owns this place! You will have to make it up by taking the extra charms class tomorrow!" I study his expression, and I can tell he isn't joking. I sigh, pack my bags up, and head for the door, Scorpius in tow. This is going to be a very long, long, long week with a capital L.
SCORPIUS'S POV
Dang it! Rose is great at so much, but she knows so little on how to fit in! I still think of her as my sister, even though we aren't related by blood. I spend so much time at their house, because I love to talk with her, and practice with her, and well, play with her. When we were little, I used to jump around with her, and we would play freeze tag. I feel responsible for her sanity in a way, and because honestly, I see where she is coming from. My own sister always out shadows me in everything. She was a prefect, and now she is an apprentice for the Ministry of Magic, leaving me behind. I hope Rose will one day see, that even though Hugo gets everything, and all the attention, a life of fame is not all that great.
ROSE'S POV
Hugo's heart is getting darker every day. A new threat is coming. When Uncle Harry destroyed Voldemort, his soul was ripped to pieces. Each of those pieces pressed themselves to a heart, and tried to overtake it. There were hundreds, but only 7 reached their destination. Only 3 of them succeeded. Each of those three obtained one skill of Voldemort. Out of those three, one was killed. One got sick, and died. Each of those three became sorcerers, and if they lost the soul, they would be themselves again. One survived. It is a boy. And that boy's name is Hugo Weasley. And he is my brother.

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