All but one more

Not again!

"Wow. We have to have potions with Snape first." Fred looked at his timetable.

"Ol' Greaseface?" George groaned.

"More like wet dirty mop face." I snorted.

"What were you saying?" A sly voice said from behind us, "ten points from Gryffindor from each of you, and meet me in my office at four."

I frowned. I never knew he was behind me! Now we probably got detention, and McGonagall watched the whole thing. We better watch out!

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"I never thought the dungeons would be so-" George was at a loss for words.

"Stupid?" Fred answered.

We all mumbled our agreement. A empty table with two seats was open, so me and George rushed and we got our spots first. Fred had to sit with Angela Jhonson, but I don't think he minded.

"Wands away." A order came from the front of the class, "this is not where you use them." Then Ol' Greaseface himself walked in.

"This is where the most complex magic is created. Dark and light." He stared around the classroom. I looked up from my drawing.

"And you, Miss Weasley, would be getting multiple detentions if it wasn't the first day, but you already have them. Listen."

Holy. He knows how to burn someone. All of the Slytherins started laughing behind Snape's back, and I felt my cheeks burn from embarrassment. I thought I could escape it all, but at least it's better than my old home.

George leans over and whispered in my ear, "don't mind those self-pleasing idiotic people. You don't wake up every day to please them, and you have that fight anyways today. You can kick their arses!"

"Same goes to you, George," Snape prodded. I hated his guts!

"We already have detention!" I whisper-yell.

"And?" He retorts.

I face the front of the classroom and watch Snape teach. We have to make a cure for boogies curse, and I want to be on Snape's good side.

"You will find what to do in your book on page 10. Begin." Snape finished.

Everyone struggles to flip to their page first, but I'm already headed to the supplies closet. All those books I read payed off! Now I'm a natural page flipper!

I set all of the supplies in front of me, and look up. Diana was still flipping to her page. I started grinding my ingredients as I felt George sit beside me.

"Wow. You're fast," I sarcastically said.

"Yup! Fastest person on earth!"

I dump a few servings of my crushed crap into the cauldron, which I already had things in. I turned up the heater for a few seconds. Then I turned it down and let it boil for a while.

Snape came over and looked at my potion, "very good, Weasley." And left to go to the front of the room.

"Class is over. There are only two good potions in this room, Angela and Avery. You are dismissed."

"Wow. That went by fast!" I exclaimed.

"Bloody Hell! That was the worst class ever!" George complained.

"Your fault!" I laugh at George.

"Look at him, he's lovestruck!" He whispered in my ear looking at Fred.

I smirk. It was the... The...

Die... . ..

Kill...    .

Murder.............

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"Why?" Someone asked.

I opened my eyes. It was blurry, but I could make out I was in the hospital with chains around my wrists. I blinked. Once, twice, three times. I still couldn't see, and I couldn't rub my eyes. I had to wait out the blurriness.

It was George. He was sitting on my bed, crying. I tried to sit up, but the chains held me down.

"What's wrong?" I ask, "why am I here?"

He gasped, "G-Get away from me!"

I was stunned. George practically ran out of the room, but he was still watching.

"What happened?" I ask again.

"Y-You killed Fred! We were lucky a guy knew CPR, because none of us had enough magic abilities to use wands. Now Fred is alive and sorta well, but put in a different room for a few days. But, one thing was and still is strange. Your eyes were milky white, and now they got two different coloured eyes. And the colours are even stranger." He threw a mirror at me, keeping his distance.

I looked into the mirror, expecting to see my normal eyes. Instead, they were purple and yellow.

I shrieked, "Bloody hell! This is not normal!"

"I-I already miss the normal you, don't worry. But you'll be let out in a few days. I think you'll be fine, you don't even know what happened. But, we have to figure out what's happening!" 

"What time is it," I groan.

"Four, but Snape Let us go, probably because of you. He must've grown a soft spot after that."

"Ohhh. We have that fight!" I exclaim.

"All of the Slytherin's forfeited, they said they had to much homework," George informed me.

"Huh. Yah right. Like I believe that."

"Oh. And Fred might be mad at you for a few days." I frowned at that. I never knew what happened!

I give up. This whole English thing is hard. If anything, I'll say bloody hell, but that's it. Sorry!

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