Repeating History -- Fred Weasley x OC ---

I, Beginning Of Year Four

"She's not being a bitch. She's just less likely to put up with your bullshit."

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"I still can't believe that goddamn mud blood got a higher score than me on the charms final by one bloody point! One god damned bloody point!" Draco whined, his voice echoing all throughout the great hall causing our big group of friends to laugh and mock him. Damn, he acted like a bloody child all the time.

I locked eyes with the blonde sitting across from me, not even bothering to hide the annoyance on my face which he immediately picked up on.

"Maybe if you would have actually studied instead of being all over Pansy then you would have done better. I mean what did dear old Daddy think about it?" Theo teased Draco while he picked at the food on his plate, causing the blonde to roll his eyes. If he kept doing that, they would get stuck in the back of his head.

"My dad was bloody pissed because how could his perfect son let a bloody mud blood do better than him at magic! ITS FUCKING MAGIC THEO!" Draco's voice grew even louder as he drug his hands down his face in pure annoyance.

I was entirely overhearing him go on about Hermione Granger being a mud blood and excelling like she always has. Draco whining was nothing new to anyone sitting at this table. Draco whining about Gryffindors was also nothing new. But I was not in the mood to listen to it this early in the morning on my first day back at Hogwarts, especially after the crappy summer I had.

"So help me god Draco if I hear the word Mudblood come out of your mouth one more time I'm going to leap across this table and strangle you!" My voice was sharp, but not as sharp as the glare I sent in his direction.

Before anyone could think of another comment to add, our conversation was cut off by an array of cheers, most of the volume unsurprisingly coming from the Gryffindor table. I swear that's the twentieth kid that has gotten sorted into their house so far this morning.

"Sometimes I wonder if they ever shut up." Pansy comments while she leans into Draco who currently has his arm slung across her shoulders in almost a claiming matter.

"Oh trust me, they never do." I mumble as I shoot a glance over my shoulder at the Gryffindor table, catching the eye of my friend Oliver Wood who shoots me a quick wink before returning to whatever conversation he was in the middle of.

"Yeah, they never, ever do." Theo mutters in a teasing tone, acting as if nobody would know the true meaning hidden behind his words. Small gags echo across our entire table whilst I'm sitting in my seat wondering what in the bloody hell I had missed out on while I was away this summer.

"Oh my god ew, I don't wanna hear about this again!" Blaise yelped as he dramatically covered his ears. It's then that it clicks in my head what he is referring to, and oh my god I think I'm going to be sick. I cringe in disgust as my brain pieces it all together.

"Well you see-" I rush to cut Theo off as soon as he begins to speak.

"No no no no. La la la la la! I do not need to hear about my cousin's sex life, thank you very much!" I yell as I plug my ears and begin to hum in hopes of tuning out whatever Theo decides to add to my very active imagination.

To my surprise all Theo does is laugh, Draco doing the same before our conversation is cut off yet again by cheering, this time from the Hufflepuff table.

"Well happily moving on from that monstrosity of a conversation, what did everyone do this summer?" Pansy asks, her voice growing as annoying as ever, telling me and everyone else at the table that she has something she really wants to share.