Fix me /A George Weasley fanfiction/ [1] *correcting mistakes rn*

Chapter 18 '' A talk with the Bloody Baron. ''

ALL CHARACTERS FROM THE FOLLOWING TEXT BELONG TO J.K. ROWLING AND ALL RIGHTS ARE RESERVED TO HER.

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Mona's P.O.V.

I've spent half an hour in front of Sir Cadogan's portrait, trying to guess what password that he decided to give us now. Anastasia was with me, and she tried to guess a couple of times too, but we failed, so she left me alone with this hell of portrait. This week is a tragedy. Sir Cadogan really makes everything complicated. He often challenges us, and he talks about his bravery. It is fascinating but he really need to cool off.

'' Please, Sir Cadogan. '' I wailed. '' I let me in. ''

'' Only if you know the password! I DO NOT FEAR THE THREAT OF YOURS! '' He shouted and I putted my hands on my ears.

'' I'M NOT THREATENING YOU, YOU IDIOT! '' I shouted angrily.

'' Maybe you can curse, but you can't fight! '' Sir Cadogan swaggered while waving with his sword, pretending to have a fight with someone in front of him.

'' I WOULD KILL YOU IF YOU WERE ALIVE. '' I shouted even more angrily. '' DAMN YOU AND YOUR PASSWORDS! '' I started to jump up and down and to flail my arms because of anger. '' YOUR KING WOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOU, BECAUSE OF THIS BEHAVIOUR! '' I pointed my finger on him.

'' Did you mentioned my king? The Great king Arthur? '' Sir Cadogan suddenly and quietly asked, stopping with all of his movement.

'' YES. '' I groaned, rolling my eyes.

'' Oh, my great king.. '' He whispered. '' He won't be ashamed. ''

'' Let me in, Sir Cadogan. '' I said sharply.

'' Password? '' He asked.

'' I hate you. '' I groaned again and then I turned away and left the Gryffindor tower, running down the stairs. Oh I was pissed so much. I just walked, even though I don't know where I'm really going, but maybe I just need to walk and that will calm me down. I can't go outside, It's just, way too cold. I admire our team because they train so much even in this cold weather. The match is tomorrow, but they're still training hard just like the first day, I'm jealous. I'm jealous because I can't play. Oh, this reminded me, I can ask professor Flitwick about joining the choir.

As I walked trough the corridors of Hogwarts, I saw Seira, walking to me.

'' You bitch '' She said as she came closer and then she slapped me. '' If you and your stupid friends though that getting rid of me is easy, you though wrong. ''

'' What do you want from me!? '' I yelled angrily at her.

'' And what do you want from me!? Tell Aurora to leave Gemma alone! '' She yelled back.

'' Aurora just gave her justice. '' I said sharply.

'' You're acting like no one can hate you! Well everyone hates you! You see, even your parents ignored your birthday, and they resorted you, because no one liked you, so stop acting so damn stupid. You're always acting like you're a victim, too, and you're always pretending to be sad, you wear people out too. Can't you see that the problem is in you? ''

'' P-please move.. I need to go.. '' I whispered, looking down.

'' No, you need a lesson to learn. '' She grabbed my hand viciously.

'' Let me go! '' I pulled my hand out of her grip and then I ran past her, down the corridor.

'' Coward! '' I heard her shouting. '' Maybe if you kill yourself everything will be better! ''