Madison Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

Chapter 13: The Flight of the Fat Lady

Okay! I promised the lovely DanielleandHannah that the whole ordeal with Madison and George would be different. So, this is dedicated to those wonderful set of twins, to show them that I kept my promise.

Your probably all wondering- what the heck? So, I'll just get started, alright?

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Chapter 13: The Flight of the Fat Lady

I awoke, drenched in sweat, in the Qudditch Locker-room, the Weasley twins, Harry, Oliver, Angie, Alicia, Hermione, and Ron over me.

"Uhm, Madison, you feinted when I said you're the new Chaser."

"But... Julie... Julie Jackson...." I stuttered, looking at George, who was hugging me tightly.

"Who the hell is Julie Jackson?"

"I must have been dreaming...."

Once they all left, and George was with me, alone, he said, "I was really worried about you, Maddie."

"George, do you love me?" I asked him.

"What? Of course I love you! With my life! I would die for you, Madison Potter." He said, sincerely, while looking me in the eye.

"I would die for you too, George Weasley." I smiled.

He lightly kissed my lips. Sparks erupted, and it was like huge Fourth of July firework erupted- between us.

When we pulled away, I buried my head in the crook of his neck. I felt so safe in his arms- I felt like there was no such thing as Voldemort. That there wasn't any dementors circling the school grounds. That I wasn't the girl who lived.

Of course, that all lasted momentarily.

"We should probably get back to the common room. Hogsmede's tomorrow."

"Are you going, by the way? I know Harry didn't get his signed..." George asked me as we walked back to the Gryffindor common room.

I nodded. "Unlike Harry, I got it signed by my Aunt Petunia. Harry wanted it signed by Uncle Vernon. I just have to send my aunt some candy, and then I am all good." I said with a shrug.

"Then Harry blew up Aunt Marge, so look how responsible he is."

George let out a small laugh. "Only your brother..."

I laughed with him as we reached the portrait of the Fat Lady, the Gryffindor entrance.

The Fat Lady was a rather fat lady (well, duh), and she always tried to break a wine glass when she sung. Of course, she always failed, so, the Fat Lady just breaks her wine glass on the nearby table in her portrait. She always has her friend Violet (whose from another moving painting) over, and Violet annoys the poop out of me.