Friendship on Fire | Fred & George Weasley

Graduation.

Tassels and gowns...long gowns that made you look like a sack of potatoes. Tassels that you would turn to signify a chapter of your life ending as you finished your schooling. That was how muggle graduations went..Wizard graduations were a little different. I was wearing a midnight black that ended at my knees and a lion crest above my left breast. I wore a special cord around my neck with all four house colors since I earned the honor of Hogwarts valedictorian, and how I got that with everything that happened to me this year I will never know. A black pointy hat sat on top of my head that with my dark hair and robes made me look like an eel of sorts. I sighed as I saw how red my eyes looked, as i am absolutely sure I have cried every last tear that was left in my body.

Fred never did send me a letter back after our break up, and I was grateful for that. I still loved him, but after him knowing what pain I was going through and he just wanted to end things so he didn't have to deal with me hurt me something awful. I still mourned the death of my cousin, but my tears for that subsided. George however was the one person that managed to get a smile on my face, with his daily letters that joked about things that happened while he was gone or reminiscing about memories we had at school. He knew about our breakup and said his brother was an idiot for letting me go, but the way he was talking it was as if he didn't know about the last bit of the letter I sent to Fred. George was coming to graduation and I couldn't wait to see him.

Umbridge got sacked thank goodness and Dumbledore resumed his place as headmaster. Flint is still in a coma, but was thankfully moved to St.Mungos and was under the custody of the auror office. The second he woke up he would be sent to azkaban for an unknown amount of time. And as long as he was out of my life I couldn't care less what happened to that pig.

"Hi Ronnie" Hermione said as she peeked her head in through the door to mine and Angelina's room. She was dressed nicely, with a simple baby blue dress and her curly hair tied in a braid. I gave her a weak smile before adjusting my robes one more time. "You look great...were all so proud of you" She said gently and placed her small hand on my shoulder as she stood behind me in the floor length mirror. "Thank you, Mione" I said and turned to give her a small hug. Angelina had already left to the seventh floor with the rest of the graduates. We were doing a sort of tour of the school before graduation in a procession, and would walk through the corridors from the seventh floor down to the great hall....A sort of farewell to Hogwarts...

"Do you know if the weasleys are here?" I asked her as I placed my wand and paper with my speech on it inside my robe pocket. All of my friends knew about my breakup with Fred, and Ron was pretty angry about the whole thing for a couple of days as well as Ginny...I think they were hoping to add me to their family of something. She just gave me a sad smile and shook her head "I haven't been outside yet, but I just wanted to wish you luck before I headed down..." She said giving me one last hug before shutting the door quietly behind her....

The seventh floor was packed full of students bustling around and flicking random spells and many girls were fussing over their robes over a mirror that was conjured in the corner. Poor professor Flitwick was trying to get everyone in a somewhat orderly fashion to make our way downstairs, but was having no luck. "Hello smarty pants" Someone said beside me, I smiled lightly up at Roger Davies who was leaning against the wall. "Hey Roger" I said dodged a seventh year slytherin that almost knocked me over. "Why would they send Flitwick to control unruly teenagers, that are at least three feet taller than him?" He asked chuckling. I fake glared and motioned to my short stature, "well except you of course" He said giving me a wink. I just shook my head and brought two fingers to my mouth and made a loud whistle that made everyone stop what they were doing.

"Ah Miss.Tonks, your here!" Flitwick exclaimed and gently pushed me to the front of the lineup. We were in lines of four, with one person from each house. I stood next to Roger for ravenclaw and Adrian Pucey for Slytherin, With Annabelle Harlow for Hufflepuff on the other side. I waved slightly to Angelina who was three rows back behind a couple of Gryffindors whos names I couldn't remember..