OH, Brother
Calli slumped onto her bed after taking a shower, letting out a loud groan.
Lucy looked over at her and sighed.
"You need a break. Flint's not going to win anything if the team's too sore to move."
"Yeah." Stella added with a huff. "It's Malfoy he should be training."
"The bloody git is still pretending his arm is injured." Calli muttered.
Then she froze.
"Oh, Merlin!"
She suddenly jumped off the bed.
"Calli?" Lucy blinked. "Wha-what are you doing?"
"Prefect duty." Calli groaned, already pulling on her school robe. "I completely forgot. It's my turn to patrol tonight."
She gestured down at her clothes.
"Is this too noticeable?"
Stella eyed her pajamas.
"Pull your skirt over your shorts." she said calmly. "You'll be fine."
Calli quickly followed the advice before spinning around the room.
"Wand, wand, wand... where is-"
She stopped.
"Lumos!"
Her wand lit up from beneath a pile of Transfiguration books.
"There you are!" She exclaimed, yanking it free.
Stella watched her with mild disbelief as Calli tucked the wand into her waistband.
"I still don't understand how you do that."
"Don't wait up." Calli added with a wink before hurrying out.
The door shut behind her.
Lucy flopped backward dramatically.
"How does she have the energy to patrol the corridors right now? I get tired just climbing the Astronomy Tower."
"But somehow..." Stella said dryly, "you never get tired of talking."
Lucy threw a pillow at her.
Meanwhile, Calli flicked her wand twice, lighting the dark corridor ahead of her.
She had always hated the dark.
You never knew what might come out of it.
She muttered under her breath, annoyed with herself for giving the Marauder's Map back to Fred earlier. It would've made patrols much easier.
"What are you doing wandering the halls?"
Calli turned.
Argus Filch stood there holding a lantern, his cat Mrs. Norris glaring beside him.
"I'm not wandering." Calli said, rolling her eyes. "I'm patrolling. I'm a Prefect."
Filch scowled.
"Prefect, eh? Don't think I haven't got my eye on you."
He shuffled away, grumbling to himself.
Calli chuckled quietly as his voice faded down the corridor.
She headed toward the kitchens when she heard something.
A faint noise.
"Who's there?"
Her grip tightened on her wand.
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Callidora ☆ Fred Weasley
FanfictionCallidora Nott has always known exactly what is expected of her. As the daughter of one of Britain's oldest pure-blood families, her future has already been carefully planned; alliances, power, and a life shaped by tradition she never chose. At home...
