Hey guys, this chapter may be a bit confusing because of the different points of view being thrown around. So just ... focus and enjoy :)
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**Chelsea's POV**
"Chelsea." What's that noise? It's... extremely annoying. "Chelsea... CHELSEA!" I feel like I'm falling. It's one of those weird dreams, isn't i-
"Ow!" I groan, sitting up and rubbing my head. Nup, no dream. Looking around, I see Aradia on the other side of my bed, and me sitting on the floor, surrounded in blankets. She pushed me off, didn't she?
"Time to get up." she says, grabbing her bag and heading for the door. She's already dressed. Great. "I'm heading to breakfast, class starts in two hour."
Two hours?! Why the bloody hell did you wake me up?! And why are you up for that matter! It's only 7! Is what I want to say to her, but she's already out the door. She knows I'm no morning person, I cause hell when I don't get enough sleep. I need coffee.
I lay back down on my bed and close my eyes, just five more minutes... "Nope, I'm awake." I admit to myself, my eyes wide, I grab my uniform and head for the bathroom. "Honestly, does no-one understand I need my sleep? Gonna have a really grumpy day."
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"Morning." I say, sitting opposite Erin and Aradia. Erin got sorted in to Hufflepuff, but has the occasional meal with us. I smile at them as I grab a nice, hot cup of coffee. I don't particularly love it, but I definitely don't hate it. Helps me be less grumpy... let me rephrase that- helps others not to get slapped senseless.
"Where's the bo-" I'm cut off by two arms linking through mine and hoisting me out of my seat and out the hall.
"Oy! Get off!" I yell, struggling against them.
"Hey, it's just us." Fred chuckles as they let me go. I glare at him, he sees my face and loses his smile. "Uh, oh, Georgie."
"What?" George says, eyeing some strips of bacon across the hall.
"Aradia woke you up early again?" He says, how is it that he knows me so well?
**Fred's POV**
"Yep, but I've had some antidote, so you're alright. But be careful." She says grinning, waving her fingers in my face. Antidote, that's clever. "One wrong move and you could be on the war path, pal."
"Antidote?" George asks, clueless.
"Coffee, George, she means coffee. So she won't turn in to a grumpy troll." That earned me a punch in the arm. "Ow! Got some left hook on you. That reminds me, are you going to try out for the team this year?"
"Yep, I think I'll go for chaser, like you suggested." She smiles, I nod thankfully, the grumpy troll might not be visiting today... But as for last night? What was that even about?
"Sorry about last night, I just... had something come up unexpectedly and didn't think of being bombarded with questions as soon as I returned. I didn't mean to be harsh, I just... oh I don't know." She says, putting her hands on top of her head.
"Can we ask what is it?" George asks. She contemplates this for a minute or two, her expression keeps changing.
**Chelsea's POV**
Should I? Dumbledore said not to... but then again, he said they may know if they help. But will they help?
**Fred's POV**
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