Harry's Twin - Book One // Complete // Editing

Library Date

'You know what this means, right Ron?' asks Harry.

'What?' Ron replies.

'On Halloween, when we saw Snape walking away, he was going to try and break into whatever's under Fluffy! He wants what's in that place underneath the trap door. In fact, I bet my broomstick that he let the troll in.'

'To create a diversion...' I finish for Harry.

'Guys, I'm sorry, but I know he's not the nicest teacher, but I doubt he'd do that!' Hermione says.

'Well... Hermione has a point. Why would try and steal something Dumbledore's hiding?' I ask.

The boys consider for a second, while Hermione nods quite enthusiastically. They shrug, probably supposing we're right. Well, duh.

Ron wonders out loud about what Fluffy could be hiding. 'I don't know,' I say. 'But I'm going to find out,' I end, firmly.

'Harry. You need to get some rest. We should, too. Everyone off to bed,' Hermione says briskly.

I go to follow her, but my arm is grabbed. I turn to face the person and get them off my arm. It's Dean- he's a fan of a Muggle football team (West Ham United), it's actually the team I support, too!

'Hey, Lydia!' he smiles, brightly. I barely say hello back before he continues. 'So, I was thinking, after quidditch tomorrow, did you want to go to the library. Or something? ... with me?'

'Yeah, wh-' I'm cut off.

'As a date, by the way.'

'Um... sure?'

He smiles and walks over to his dormitory staircase, before turning and waving goodnight. I wave back, still trying to fathom what just happened.

I climb the staircase to the dorm. 'What took you so long, Lyds?' Hermione asks, getting into bed.

I go over and sit on her bed. 'I just got asked out... by Dean.'

'Oooh! What does Harry think?' Hermione asks, at the same time another girl in our dorm- Lavender- says 'Did I just hear that you're going on a date?!' She looks me up and down. 'It better not be with my Won-won.'

Lavender's had a crush on Ron since the first day- but I'm not sure he knows. 'Um, I don't think he knows, Hermione. And Lavender... well, yes you did, and no! It is not with Ron!'

Suddenly all the girls are crowding Hermione's bed. They're all asking the same thing- 'Then who?!'

'It's with... with Dean,' I whisper.

'WHAT?!' Padma Patil screeches. I think she likes Dean, but I'm not sure.

'Look, I think we should all go to bed...' says Hermione, struggling to lie down in her own. All the girls reluctantly go to bed. I get ready and slip into my own, knowing that I'll be bombarded again tomorrow.

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Next morning dawned very bright- and very cold. The girls from my dorm all make our way down to the Great Hall to the smell of freshly cooked sausages- yum! I sit on the bench next to George. Fred was making his way over to me, when I feel someone drop into the seat next to me. I glance over. Dean. I look over at Fred. He's glaring at Dean, while slotting in next to his twin. He starts muttering to George, who turns his back to block me out. I sigh and turn to Dean.

'Uh...' he looks over at the twins. 'Do- do you and Fred- or is it George? I can't really tell...- have a, you know, thing? Because...'