Summers at The Burrow - Fred Weasley

Chapter Thirty-five - Bathroom Investigation

my knee was mostly healed by now but i kept it wrapped up to save everyone's eyes from the discolored patch of skin i was yet to get rid of. i was going in for regular treatments and it was getting better. as for Professor Lockhart, i made sure he knew what he had done to my perfectly good leg and he hadn't spoken to me directly since the match. 

there had been some odd things happening at the school lately and i was beginning to wonder if i needed to start stalking Harry again because the entire school had begun to suspect that he had been the culprit of the peculiar attacks. i for one did not believe in the slightest that Harry could have done any of this seeing as he didn't much like anything to do with the Slytherins and everyone was calling him the Heir of Slytherin.

sometimes i wonder where all this stupid came from. even the Ravenclaws thought it was Harry and they were supposed to be smart. i suppose it was only those who were close to him who could see that it was not him.

at the moment i was walking down the halls alone when i spotted one of the odder things i had witnessed in my lifetime. i need to give Harry and Ron a talking too if they think its alright to follow Hermione into the ladies room. she seemed to want them to follow her however and the two boys were reluctant to enter. 

i was about to catch them when it came to the front of my mind where we were. that was Moaning Myrtles bathroom and i too had once led two boys into that bathroom to get up to some mischief. it was not in that way however, we only jinxed a toilet seat and sent it off to Harry in the hospital wing. what could Harry, Ron and Hermione be doing in 'the special bathroom'?

i decided that in order to avoid getting dragged into anything i would ask Harry about it later. after all, i had a class to get to at the moment. i went down to the transfiguration courtyard and found the twins there waiting for McGonagall to let her class out.

"Chloe!" Fred shouted in my direction waving me over.

"Where have you been?" George asked.

"Walking." i replied.

"yeah, near Moaning Myrtles bathroom." Fred said patting his inner robe pocket. it was a silent way of letting me know he was looking at the map.

"So you must have also seen Harry and Ron follow Hermione into the ladies room?" i said folding my arms to stand my ground in this confrontation.

"come on. your acting like we didn't do the same thing last year." George said trying to relieve any tension that had built up.

"well we weren't exactly being within the bounds of school rules and that goes past girls and boys staying in their own bathrooms. they are up to something-" i was interrupted.

"so your back to stalking them then?" Fred said folding his arms to assert his own dominance.

"only because I'm supposed to." i mumbled.

"just bring us along next time." George said cutting the conversation off as we began flooding into the newly emptied classroom.

"in your seats and wands out, everyone!" McGonagall called as the last person entered the classroom.

today we learned how to change our hair color and McGonagall instructed everyone to get into pairs. we were already sitting next to a desk mate but McGonagall wanted us to be in boy and girl pairs so that the boys had a chance to practice on longer hair and the girls could practice on usually shorter hair. 

Fred and i were already seated with one another so we didn't move and George paired with Angelina while Lee went to Alicia. it was a good thing we had gender diversity in our friend group otherwise this would have been awkward.