Half-Blood (Draco Malfoy)

I forget my slippers and it ruins my night

After dinner, I returned immediately to the Gryffindor common room. This time the staircases didn't change on me. What a relief. I had planned on having a relaxing night, and possibly even checking out the Prefect's bathroom, but my housemates had other plans. 

As soon as I stepped into the common room, it was as if my entire house decided that this was the night that we should all be social. Fred and George were in the corner handing out sweets? I decided to go check that out. Might as well stay and have a bit of fun before heading to bed.

"Well, if it isn't Lilia Gooden," Fred says. They are basically my older brothers. I haven't seen them much since returning to camp. They are in different classes since they are the year above Ron and myself. 

I give them both hugs. "I miss you guys! Now what could you two possibly be up to?"

They smirk at eachother, before George hands me a yellow box with a big red "W" on top of it. I looked at them, and open the box slowly. 

"Try one, sis." They say in unison. "It won't hurt." 

I look at them skeptically, then I hear "It's working!" Next to me. 

I turn around, and there is a first year sitting on a stool with massive red zits growing all over his face. The kid next to him had a big bulge in his next, like it was filled with fluid. I looked to the other side of Fred and George, and another first year looked like he was about to be sick. 

I slowly hand my box back to the twins and hesitantly say, "I think I'll have to pass."

"Your choice." They both say, "If you ever need any, you know where to find us," they say mischievously. 

I playfully roll my eyes, and nod at them, "I definitely will." 

They turn to try to give the box to another young Gryffindor, so I decide to leave the mischief to them, and go sit on the couch by the fireplace. As soon as I take my seat, I see Ron and Hermione walk into the common room. 

"I'll do the introduction, that's all," I hear Hermione say. I smirk. She totally likes him.

"Hermione, you're honestly the most wonderful person I've ever met." Ron replies, "If I'm ever rude to you again-"

They sit next to me as Hermione says, "I'll know you've gone back to normal."

I smile, looking between the two. They are the cutest and they don't even know it. This is much different than last year. Last year, Ron made Hermione cry at the Yule Ball because he couldn't get himself together. It was nice seeing them change in this way. Very sweet. 

I nudged Hermione subtly, smiling at her. She just blushed, and rolled her eyes at me. 

Just then, Harry walks in. He has bandages on his hand. Oh no, maybe that was why he looked so angry earlier. He takes his seat between Hermione and Ron, and Hermione inspects him carefully. 

"What's wrong with your hand?" She says, picking up his hand and looking at it closely. It looks truly horrible. Almost as if someone took a knife and carved words into it. I look more closely. 'I must not tell lies' is caved into his left hand. Oh wow. That is probably what Professor Umbridge made him do for detention.

"You need to tell Dumbledore." I say sternly, looking directly at Harry. 

He shakes his head dismissively and responds, "Dumbledore's got enough on his mind right now. Anyway, I don't want to give Umbridge the satisfaction."

Ron cuts in, concerned, "Bloody hell Harry, that woman is torturing you. If the parents knew about this-"

Harry looks up angrily, and says, "Yeah well I haven't got any of those, have I Ron?"