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

Check. Mate.

After dinner, Harry and Ron were so full and tired that they could barely move. The twins and I, however, decided to steal Percy's prefect badge.

Fred stole it and threw it across the room at George. I started climbing the staircase to my dorm and George throws it to me. Percy makes a beeline for me, but with the advantage of my hight (I'm quite tall) and my position on the stairs, the badge easily soars over Percy's head, right back to George.

'CUT IT OUT!' Percy yells. 'You'll pay for this! I'm a prefect remember!' he threatens.

'I think we know- the badge says...' George looks down at the badge, before flinging it over to Fred.

'That's it! 20 points from Gr-' Percy starts to yell, but is stopped by George's hand over his mouth.

'Oh, no you don't!' I grin.

Harry and Ron are laughing- Ron's laughing so hard that he almost falls off the red Gryffindor couch. Harry catches him just in time.

George takes his hand away. Percy doesn't notice that he put his foot in front of him though. As Percy begins to run after Fred, he trips.

Harry gasps, 'Are you okay?', at the same time George says, 'Sorry, Perc!'- even though he's fighting back the laughter.

Percy stands. He brushes himself off and smoothes his clothes. 'I am fine, thank you. I think it's best we head off to bed.' And with that, he turns on his heel and heads up to his dorm.

Harry and Ron stand up. I walk to where they are, and give them a goodnight hug. They bid me goodbye and head off to bed.

'I don't feel like going to bed,' says Fred. 'Me either,' says George. 'Are you headed off to bed, Lydia?' asks Fred. I shake my head, no. 'Walk around the castle?' George smiles.

'Yes!' I grin. We set off silently and begin our stroll.

Not long after I hear a sharp whisper just behind me. The twins are too interested in other stuff to notice. 'Lydia! What are you doing?'

'Uh... Harry? Are you wearing the-'

'Ssh! They can't know,' he says, and I guess he means the twins.

I nod. 'You weren't here, I wasn't here, okay?' I ask.

'Sure,' Harry agrees. 'Well, see you then.' And I didn't hear from him again. Not directly, anyway.

About ten minutes later, Fred, George and I are near the library. Suddenly a piercing scream fills the air. 'Quick! In here!' the twins say. It's one of their secret hide-aways, of course. We hear Filch panting past. 'Harry! You idiot!' I think, mentally cursing him. I know it was him. Once Filch has gone, the twins hurry me to a passageway, which we sneak through and end up near the Gryffindor tower. We go into the common room. I bid the twins goodnight, and give them both a hug, before going up to my room.

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'Go away! Stop pecking me!' I groan, as someone- or something, maybe- pecks at my hand. I slowly open my eyes, still heavy with sleep, and see my owl next to me. Owen keeps pecking my hand. 'Owen!' I say, warning him to stop. He looks up at me. He seems satisfied that I'm awake and stops pecking. I close my eyes for a second, and feel the sharp peck of Owen's beak. 'Stop it!' I glare at him.

He hops away, looking into my eyes. 'Oh, Owen. Don't do that. I'm sorry,' I sigh. He hops onto my knee. He hops right up to me, before cuddling himself into my chest. I pet him a couple of times, before asking for the letter. He hops back and holds out his leg.