"Didn't know you was into gingers, Malfoy?"
"Shut up Weasley"
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Gemma Weasley shared many similarities with her siblings, the ginger hair, pale skin, freckles and a super sense of humour, yet she was the one that stood out from them all. Even her tw...
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"Want some gum?" Seamus asked, opening long rectangular package and popping two small white squares into his mouth.
"Gum?"
"Gemma are you actually kidding me!" Seamus says, stopping me from turning the corner.
"Ere', chew this but don't swallow it." Seamus says, placing two squares into my hand.
"Why don't you swallow it?" I ask, confused.
"Cause otherwise it'll wrap around ur insides and you'll die." Dean says, amused that I don't know what Gum is.
"What the fuck i'm not chewing this." I knit my eyebrows confused of their little muggle world understandings. One of the things I feel left out on with the pair.
"Gem i'm joking, it's just something old people say to stop people swallowing them." Dean says amused that he thought I believed him.
Apprehensively I pop the two pieces into my mouth and a spearmint flavour fills my mouth, it's quite pleasant for a muggle sweet.
Walking into Defence against the darks arts I sit next to Seamus, near the back of the classroom, Hermione walks past and I grab her arm.
"Mionie will I die if I chew gum and accidentally swallow it?" I ask worried.
"No don't be silly, you really do make me laugh." She giggles to herself as she takes her seat a couple seats infront.
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"Alastor Moody, ex Auror, ministry malcontent and your new Defense against the dark arts teacher. I am here because Dumbledore asked me. End of story, goodbye, the end. Any questions?" Professor Moody says grumpily.
"When it comes to the dark arts, I believe in a more practical approach, now first which of you can tell me how many Unforgivable curses there are?"
"Seamus ur muggle sweet has become really boring what do I do with it?" I whisper, not wanting Professor Moody to become irritated with me talking in class, Hermione answers his question giving me a distraction.
"Normally I stick it under the desk." Seamus whispers back as he starts messing with his gum in his fingers, gross. I turn back to Professor Moody who's now writing on the chalkboard.
"- You need to know what your up against. You need to be prepared. You need to find another place to put your chewing gum besides the underside of your desk Mr Finnigan." Moody shouts, his back turned to us.
I stifle a laugh, Seamus sighing in irritation.
"Old codger can see out the back of his head!" He mutters, quickly Professor Moody turns around and chucks a stick of chalk in mine and Seamus' direction.
"Fucking hell!" I sigh, chalk going all over my robes.
"And hear across classrooms, minus twenty points for Gyrffindor for chewing gum and your language Miss Weasley." Professor moody exclaims, making the whole class watch his every move, I slide back in my seat, I don't like this guy.
