noticed ⇀ fred weasley

dragons?!

"Oh crap, I wasn't supposed to say anything about that. Pretend you didn't hear anything," Ophelia said, immediately sipping from her Butterbeer and glancing away.

I exchanged a knowing look with the twins - she was obviously hiding something.

"Ophelia..." I stared at her while she looked everywhere but at us.

"Hm?"

"You can't just leave us hanging like that," I huffed. She shrugged and sipped her drink again, looking at the ceiling. Must be one interesting ceiling for her to stare at it for so long...

"Actually yes I can, I don't feel like getting expelled today," she said absentmindedly.

"How the hell do you know something this secretive and we don't?" George asked curiously.

"I was just having some girl-talk with McGonagall and it slipped out. She'll tell you when you're actually supposed to know," Ophelia said.

"Aw come on, I'm your boyfriend!" George pleaded, but Ophelia refused to budge.

"You'd make a pretty good prefect, you know," I giggled, and she shoved me in response.

"I could never be trusted as one if I'm dating a prankster like George," she laughed loudly.

"You just keep me in check, love," George teased, kissing her on the cheek.

"Enough of the flirting before I throw up on the both of you," Fred said, pretending to gag.

"Lay off," I snorted.

"You're just jealous..." George said, shrugging.

"Am not!"

-

"Shh.. come look! They're fighting!!"

I crept up behind a small crowd that had gathered in front of Snape's classroom, raising my brows when I saw Malfoy and Harry with their wands drawn. Malfoy was wearing a badge that said "Potter stinks!" on it, and my blood began to boil as I noticed that others in the crowd were wearing it as well.

"Go on then Potter," Malfoy spat. "Moody's not here to look after you now - do it, if you've got the guts."

The tension surrounding the two could have been cut through with a knife. Silence enveloped the crowd as we all stood and stared for what felt like hours. It seemed like no one was going to make the first move, then all of a sudden they both cast spells at the same time.

"Furnunculus!" Harry cried.

"Densaugeo!" Malfoy screamed.

The crowd gasped as the spells that were shot out seemed to ricochet off of each other, eventually landing on two unfortunate bystanders, Goyle and Hermione.

I gasped as I watched Hermione's front teeth grow to an extremely large size. She covered her hand with her mouth and backed up, tears in her eyes. Goyle, on the other hand, had sprouted horrid boils all over his face. The two had flashes of hate in their eyes as they stared at the casters of each spell.

It seemed as if a physical fight was about to break out, but Snape intervened, a sneer on his face.

"And what is all this noise about?"

People began chattering everywhere, it was impossible to get a straight story. Snape raised his finger and pointed at Malfoy, uttering "Explain."

"Potter attacked me, sir-"

"No, we were attacked at the same time!"

"-and he hit Goyle, look!"

Snape seemed done with the two as he glanced down at Goyle's putrid face.