"Not bad. I'm curious how people would react if I happened to end up in the
tournament." I said, chuckling.
"We will throw you a huge party, love, don't worry." George said and I rolled my eyes.
Lee, Fred and George have been talking about the tournament since we first sat on the
table for breakfast. The four of laughed. Lee was trying to say something, but I
looked up at the gloomy sky, the Great Hall's ceiling, and got lost in my own
thoughts.
"You okay?" someone asked and I jumped a bit and turned to see Harry.
"Yeah, I am. It's just..." I began and we both watched as an owl delivered a parcel
into Neville Longbottom's lap and then, spotted Draco Malfoy opening his usual
supplies of sweets and cakes.
"Heard from your dad lately?" Harry checked.
"Nope. I haven't been able to send him a letter at all." I said.
"Why?" he asked, looking shocked and scandalized.
"Fred and George changed my owl's name to Owl and the poor thing wouldn't come near me
at all. It would even click its beak threateningly if I try to pet it." I answered.
"And you?" I asked.
"I sent Hedwig." he said.
"Don't worry, Harry, I'm sure your owl would send the letter to dad." I said.
"Thanks, Sav." he said and then, playfully bumped his shoulder against mine. "Did you
send him a letter?" he checked.
"Yes, sir." I answered teasingly and he smiled.
Minutes later, I found myself walking towards greenhouse 3, next to Hermione, who was
arguing about something with Ron. It had been crazy during Professor Sprout's lesson.
Dealing with Bubotuber Pus was a nightmare.
"What's your next class, Sav?" Ron asked.
"Muggle Studies." I answered. Ron looked at me and I shrugged. "I lived with muggles
and I live with one during the holidays now." I added.
"Isn't it fantastic?" Hermione asked me and I smiled.
"It is. Watch this." I said and took out my wand.
"Whoa! You're good." Ron said, looking at me, very impressed. "But what kind of ball
is that?" he asked.
"Honestly, Ron, maybe you should have taken Muggle Studies instead." Hermione said.
"It's fun." I told Ron. "Watch." I said.
I handed Harry a couple of my books and began juggling the ball. It wasn't done
expertly but it was really good to show them some of tricks I learned. I was about to juggle the ball once more, when it bounced off my leg and disappeared into the air. We all turned to see Draco Malfoy.
"You traitor." he spat. "No muggle sport allowed." he added.
I pulled out my wand and in a matter of seconds, his lips were glued together. Harry, Hermione, Ron and the rest of my fellow Gryffindors laughed at them. I waved goodbye and headed towards the eastern part of the castle, towards my classroom.
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The Chronicles of Savanna Black
FanfictionSirius Black, a mass murderer has escaped Azkaban. Harry discovers his connection with Black and uncovers the truth and Sirius meets his daughter, who he doesn't know exists. DISCLAIMER: I ONLY own Savanna Black, that's all. The rest goes to the one...