The Snape Kid

Chapter 15

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Chapter 15

Annaleise's POV

I rolled over onto my side and felt my head swim. I groaned, but kept my eyes firmly shut. I felt heat and warmth flow through my eyelids and onto my body. I sighed happily. I guess me and beds were made for each other.. the perfect match. I can see the wedding invitations now. I snuggled into the duvet and concentrated on falling back to sleep. Then I realised that this bed was wayyyyy too comfy to be a hospital bed. Groaning, I turned so I was on my back and opened my eyes. Ow. Ok, wrong move buddy. I opened my eyes again, letting the adjust to the light and noticed I was in the Gyffindor commonroom, and my bed was by the window. Hm, this is random, but I wonder what my acting skills are like?

After a few seconds, I screamed loud and clear, so that everyone in Gyffindor would hear. I heard a lot of stamping upstairs and smiled. I ducked under the duvet as I saw Harry, Ron, Fred and George sprint down the stairs, followed by some of the girls, like Hermione and Padma from the other staircase. They all ran upto my bed and patted me. I pretendend to shake madly. Well, lets play up the game a bit. I lifted the duvet down to my eyes and looked around madly. "Are the smurfs gone?" I whispered. Fred and George roared with laughter, damn, they know the trick. Harry, Ron and everyone else looked confused so I screamed and pointed to the left of the commonroom. People ran over to where I had pointed and pulled out their wands. God, they are so gullible! I held back a smirk, and Fred and George grinned at me. Ahh, just like old times. I pulled the covers off of me and stood on top of the bed.

With a loud pop, a purple puff of smoke errupted from behind one of the couches, and everything turned purple. I couldn't control myself, so I laughed so hard I fell onto the bed again. Fred and George also cracked up and high-fived each other. God, this was the oldest trick in the book! Hahaha! I managed to calm down a little so I was only giggling, but when the smoke disappeared and the people came out purple, I cracked up again. I was laughing so hard my stomach hurt. Then I remembered what Hermione said last night. I imagined a camera, and with a slight pain in my hand and a flash of light from my strange twirly tattoo, a camera landed on the bed. I quickly snatched it up, said, "Smile! Purple people!" and took a photo of the purple people. Hahaha! I was still laughing when everyone stomped off to showers and get the purple stuff off of them.

I looked at the picture on my camera's screen. Everyone was bright purple, with horrified expressions and they were pointing at the camera. Classic! I giggled and chucked it onto the bed, and turned to face the twins. "Now that we know THAT works, should we do something else?" I asked excitedly. The twins nodded and shared a secret smile with me. It was the smile of a true Prankster. I laughed and then noticed Harry standing next to my bed, all clean and wearing a slightly constipated expression, which I knew to be impatience.

"Yes Harry?" I said in a sugary sweet voice, which I hoped sounded innocent. "Yes Annaleise?" He asked, immitating my voice. I scowled at him playfully and jumped off of the bed to hug him. He was shocked at first, but then wrapped his arms around me and hugged me back. I chuckled softly. "This is officially our first hug as cousins!" I cried into his shoulder. He laughed. The sound made me want to smile. I broke away after a few minutes because I saw George take a photo of us. I growled at George and felt my eyes and hair change colour. Ohh! It's yellow! I got distracted when I saw the mirror image of myself staring at me, But then, I walked over to George and tried to snatch it out of his hand. He laughed and held the camera up way above his head. "Looks like you'll have to jump for it, shorty!" He called down to me, as if I was some tiny ant. I grinned evily. I have my newly found secret weapon.

I lifted my hand in the air in lightning speed. Seriously, it was freakin fast! I closed my eyes and imagined the camera leaving George's hand and into mine. I opened my eyes and felt my tattoo give a twinge of pain, then the camera left George's hand and floated down to me. Woah, that was wickid! I could so get used to this!

George's face looked humiliated for a second, but then looked evil. I smirked. There is nothing he can do to make me lose. Not anymore. He then called out to me, "Nice nightdress, shame you can see straight through it" and I blushed brilliant red, my hair and eyes also turning pink in embarrassment. Why did I ever buy this nightdress?!?! I stormed upstairs, ignoring everyone's calls of 'Come back!' and 'Sorry!'. I walked up the stairs and sat down. I wonder how I even ended up in the commonroom? So many mysteries...

I then got up and ran to my room. My thoughts on only one person. I slammed the door and locked it. Luckily it was Saturday, so there was no school, so Hermione doesn't have the excuse of 'I forgot my work books!' to come in. I sat down on my bed and cried. How can I be the daughter of Lord Voldemort? What did I ever do wrong?!