Once everyone had finally quieted down, Harry moved to stand in front of the group.
Thirty pairs of eyes turned towards him.
Calli watched his shoulders tense.
"I've been thinking about the sort of stuff we ought to do first, and, er-"
Hermione's hand shot into the air.
Harry stopped.
"What, Hermione?"
"I think we ought to elect a leader."
Harry stared at her.
Calli slowly turned towards Fred.
Fred was already looking at her.
Their mouths twitched simultaneously.
"Harry's leader." Cho said at once, looking at Hermione as though she'd grown a second head.
"Yes, obviously." Hermione replied. "But I think we ought to vote on it properly."
"Why?" Ron asked.
"Because it makes it formal." Hermione said matter-of-factly. "And it gives Harry authority."
Calli bit the inside of her cheek.
Fred leaned towards her.
"Very official."
"Shh."
"So," Hermione continued, completely serious, "everyone who thinks Harry ought to be our leader?"
Calli and Fred were quietly sniggering now.
The entire thing seemed bizarre.
They were meeting illegally in a magical room that appeared when they needed it, had spent the last several days trying not to get caught, and Hermione was apparently determined that they follow proper voting procedure while doing so.
Nevertheless, Calli raised her hand.
So did Fred.
Then George, Lucy, Stella and everyone else.
Harry looked around at the sea of raised hands.
"Er right. Thanks. And I thought we'd start with-"
Hermione's hand went up again.
Harry stopped.
His eyes closed briefly.
"What, Hermione?"
This time he sounded distinctly frustrated.
Calli's shoulders began shaking.
Fred covered his mouth.
"I also think we should have a name." Hermione said.
Harry stared at her.
"A name?"
"It would promote a feeling of team spirit and unity."
Calli looked at Fred.
He mouthed, Team spirit.
She elbowed him.
"Can we be the Anti-Umbridge League?" Angelina suggested.
"Yes!" Calli said far too quickly.
Laughter broke out around the room.
Stella looked at her.
"What?"
"Subtle, Calli."
"I like it."
"So do I." Angelina said.
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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...
