Freaks: Year Two

Get The Grass Off The Table!

"Well, I definitely understand what you mean by he's different now," Jasper said to Harry back in the Hufflepuff common room.

Harry was laying face down on the sofa, (he had been like this for a little over an hour now) still bewildered by the fact Alabaster Jackson and forty, no sorry, forty one and a half missing assignments in one bloody class.

"He's actually so...UGH!" Harry groaned into the sofa fabric.

Jasper patted his shoulder. "He's a tad frustrating."

"Is Harry alright?" Wendy asked, just noticing how he was face down on the yellow sofa as she was about to head up to the dorms with Ana and Drew.

"FORTY ONE AND A HALF MISSING ASSIGNMENTS!"

Wendy looked bewildered and Jasper said, "No. He's not alright." He looked over to the clock and it was almost at the peony. "You should get ready for bed girls, it is almost ten."

"You're up," Ana said.

"Well, I have to deal with the Hufflepuff in distress," Jasper said, indicating to Harry. "You have classes tomorrow and I don't want you to fall asleep in Transfiguration. You know Professor McGonagall will give you a detention."

Drew sighed. "He's got a point."

The three girls made their way up to their dormitory and Jasper said, "Harry–"

"Forty. One."

"And a half," Jasper added.

Harry turned his head, so his left eye was peeking up. "You're the worst."

Jasper grinned.

Alabaster was in his dorm trying to get the half assignment done when the dormitory door opened and he looked up and saw Fiona approaching him. She was holding a folded piece of parchment.

The two of them had finally had a proper conversation and they had come to the agreement that he would talk about if anything was bothering him, and that she would do the same. Just like any normal pair of friends would do. He had not really gotten the chance to talk to Jordan, but they had a quick conversation in History Of Magic as with the nice thing about knowing Sign Language is that when you wanted to talk to someone, you could make no noise.

"How are you doing?" he asked Fiona. "I promise I am not going to overwork myself, but I do have a lot of work to catch up on."

"I could always help you with it," she offered. She handed him the piece of parchment. "Warbeck wanted me to give this to you."

"Harry Warbeck?"

"Yeah," Fiona said. "Not any other Warbeck in the school."

Alabaster unfolded the piece of parchment but it was writing and when he stared at it, well it was like any piece of writing, the letters couldn't stand still. "Er, well, thank you. I will read it later."

"Do you want to do something later?" Fiona asked. "Jordan was talking about going to the lake."

"Yeah, I will be there," he said with a smile. "I want to draw a fish."

Fiona grinned, her grey-white eyes lighting up. "Great! See you in a couple of hours. I'll come and get you."

She left and Alabaster quickly took out his wand, and tapped the piece of parchment. "Legre Mangra."

Hey Jackson. I am sorry for my reaction in our first session a few days ago. I was just surprised is all. I think for your academic sake, we need to have tutoring sessions every other day. We need to get rid of the forty one and a half missing assignments right? So, how about we start tomorrow in the library at six?