Even with all the commotion going on, we still had classes. Which I find stupid in my opinion. And Snape loads us with homework everyday. He is honestly mad in my opinion.
Speaking of mad, I'm entering Mad-Eye Moody's class, DADA. I sit down and Draco sits by me. Under the table, he grabs my hand. The professor begins to write on the chalkboard.
"Morning students. Dumbledore asked me to teach you. The end, goodbye. And you better find a better find a better place to put your gum under your desk, Mr. Finnagin."
"No bloody way did that goon saw that," Seamus mutters.
"Can hear too," Moody shouts, throwing chalk at the boy. "Now, can anyone tell me about the three Unforgivable Curses?"
"They're illegal," Hermione gasps.
"Exactly. A one way ticket to Azkaban. Can you tell me why are they named that?"
"Because they're unforgivable," I state.
"Miss Weasley, correct?"
"Yes sir."
"Yes. I know about your gift. Quite tragic."
My jaw drops. This goon just said my gift is tragic. I mean, it kind of is, but doesn't mean he can say that. He continues on and shows us the three Unforgivable Curses.
One that is for torturing scares poor Neville to bits. At the end, I was the first one out of his class. No way am I going to deal with that mad man.
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I study as people enter in the contest. Joy comes from the other side of the Great Hall. Fred comes over and pulls me up.
"Just finished it, little one," he smiles.
"What?" I joke. "An aging potion?"
"Exactly."
"It's not going to work," Hermione sings.
"Why is that?"
"You see the line, it's an age line drawn by Dumbledore. He wouldn't fall for something as dimwitted as an aging potion."
"That's what's so brilliant about it," Fred smiles.
"It is absolutely dimwitted," George finishes. The two drink it and jump over the line. Nothing happens, so everyone cheers. As the two put their names in, they go flying back. Beards grow and they start wrestling. We all start laughing.
Ginny and I use each other to stand up straight. Everything gets silent as Krum enters and puts his name in the Goblet. That man is way to serious. He sends a flirty smile towards Hermione. Ron doesn't seem to like it. I say goodbye to my siblings and friends.
After gathering my stuff, I stop behind both of the twins and smack the back of both of their heads. I skip off back to the common room.
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FanfictionAbi has a new year and is falling in love. A secret impossible to keep and forced into a competition against her will. A new year is a new problem. Book three of Odd Weasley.
