In the World of Magic(Harry Potter Next Generation Fanfic)

Chapter 24 - Molly Weasley

Amanda's POV

During my normal High School years I had, had pretty good grades. I did study, but not more than usual. I guess it just wasn't hard for me to memorize things. That was until I came across this whole new world. There was a Herbology test the next day and I almost felt like crying because I couldn't memorize anything. Not even with the help of the smartest person I knew, Molly.

She and I had become closer during the two weeks after halloween. We had sat next to each other during the classes we had together. She was a little bit shy but also very witty. She made the funniest comments during class.

"Okay so what spell can you use to stun a Venomous Tentacula?", asked Molly while holding the big Herbology book. I bit my lower lip and tried miserably to remember the answer. It was as if I'd never heard about it before. I wasn't even sure about what a Venomous Tentacula was.

"Eh... was it Stupefy?" My answer was no where right, and I knew that. It was the only thing I could come up with though. Molly gave me a pitiful look which I actually didn't mind. I pitied myself, and it was a comfort knowing that others did too.

"It's Diffindo", Molly corrected me softly. With a loud groan I laid my forehead against the table. I was completely useless when it came to everything except Potions and Muggle Studies! Why couldn't I just take Math again?

"I will fail tomorrow. I can't do this!", I whined and debated whether I should skip the class or if I should just cheat.

"I don't know what to answer to that", Molly sighed herself and put down the book. It looked like both of us were done with trying to get me to get it.

"I should just jump of the Astronomy Tower", I mumbled and started to put my books in my bag. Molly did the same but neither of us got up after we had put them down.

"Could I ask you something?", Molly asked quietly. She looked quiet nervous, fidgeting with her hand and glancing all around us. I could also see her nerves in her big brown eyes.

"Anything", I promised with a concerned frown on my face. She swallowed hard and put both of her hands at the table. I was worried about what she would ask me. I could only hope that it wouldn't be anything bad.

"If you liked a guy who was kind of bad... You know like a jerk, what would you do?", she asked me quietly. The question surprised me to say the least. I mean I would have expected a huge life threatening problem, well almost at least. Although, when I thought about it, I kind of understood why it was all so important to her. She was such a shy and nervous girl. I realized that boy problems might as well have been in the same league as life threatening problem in her mind.

"I think I can help you", I started with a gentle smile. "First of all, a lot depends on the guy. If he's a complete douche, then I don't think he's mature yet. Then you should probably not do anything about your feelings. If there is any kindness or light inside of him I think it is possible. Although, you can't just go onto him then either. If he's kind of a jerk, then I think he needs a friend who is a girl. At least at first. You know, someone who can tell him that he is a jerk and can set him straight", I rambled in a hushed tone. I didn't really know if my advice was the best, but it was something. I had just spoken what had been on my mind at the time. Maybe my advice wasn't good at all.

"Thank you so much! I haven't told anyone anything and I've only been able to argue this with myself, it's been driving me nuts. What you said sounds so much better than anything I've come up with. I guess it's nice to have someone who can listen without being noisy. I mean, I love my family but sometimes they want to know too much", she explained hesitatingly. She got up from her chair and I did the same. Before we left the library Molly hugged me tightly to her.

"Having you as a friend is even better than I thought. See you tomorrow", she said her farewell before running of, with a little bit lighter shoulders than earlier when we had arrived at the library. I smiled her way before turning around. It was time for me to go back to my common room.

All the studying had made me exhausted and bored. Only the thought of getting some sleep made me so much happier. If it hadn't been for Molly I might have just fell asleep in the library.

I was walking down the lonely corridors, completely unaware of the steps following me, at least until I got to the stairs. That was when I heard the person walking a few meters behind me. In my tired state of mind I didn't think rationally. Therefor the first thing I did was to immediately turn around.

The corridor was dark, way to dark for me to see the face of the person standing about fifteen meters away from me. Although, it was obvious that the person was a girl, and not that young actually. I could probably be certain that she had to be fourteen or older. The moment of me studying the girl came to a short end. After only a fews seconds of the two of us standing in complete silence the girl turned around and ran. It took a few more seconds before my reaction came and I started to run after her.

After only the first turn I could confirm that me chasing the girl was useless. I had no way of reaching her. She was way too fast and had too much of a head start.

"Damn it!", I muttered as I slowed down in the slight darkness and rubbed my hands over my face. It wasn't just my physical tiredness that had affected me while not reaching the girl, my psychological tiredness had made me think slower.

With a sigh I turned around and once again I started moving back to my common room. I tried to think at the positives. At least James and I could narrow down the suspects to girls over the age of thirteen.

Third Person's POV

The girl ran, and ran, and ran. She was panting way before she slowed down. By then, no one could possibly see her. She was all alone in the dark corridors of the seventh floor. Running up all of those stairs had made her completely exhausted. It had been necessary though. Amanda had almost seen her. The girl hadn't even thought that it was possible. After all those weeks of following, watching, she had stopped being as cautious as she had been in the beginning of the year. She could beg that Amanda hadn't seen much of her. She at least knew that she hadn't seen her face. If that had happened Amanda would have called her name, or adressed her in some way. It would have been obvious that she had been discovered. That was not the case though.

The girl leaned on one of the walls and looked down at what she held in her hands. The camera showed several photos of Amanda, although there were few that could actually be used. Because of the shortage of light in the corridors Amanda was barely visible in most of the shots. The girl couldn't have used the flash, it would have exposed her.

There was one photo though. Amanda and that Weasley girl were outside the library. The two girls hugged and they both seemed pretty happy. The light from the library had shone enough to make a pretty good picture actually.

The girl wondered if the photo would please her master. She wondered if he would like it. One thing she knew certain was that she at least hoped that he would be pleased with it. That would mean that he wouldn't bother her that much for at least a week. She needed that time to study. She had fallen a bit behind because of the time she had spent following the two teenagers.

The girl caught her breath and then straightened. It was late and she had to get back to her common room. After all, no one could see her missing. It was important that no one found anything suspicious in her behavior.