Black Cat [ Harry Potter ]

009

[ Interesting Classes. ]

((A/N: Zoe aesthetic above))

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Evanna managed to wake up late the next morning, as usual. It was the aftermath of her restless sleep last night. Evanna got dressed and headed downstairs, where the radio was playing No Reply by The Beatles, one of Evanna's favourite muggle bands. She started dancing to the music, but once she heard footsteps from the boys dormitories, she stopped and hid behind the couch.

Not noticing Evanna, Fred began to sing along to the song. She let him sing a few lines, containing her laughter before she sat up on the couch, startling him.

Taken aback, he jumped backwards. "Whoa!"

Evanna laughed.

"Not surprised you're up late." Said Fred.

She rolled her eyes at his remark. "Bad sleep. Why are you up?"

"The third year boys were causing a ruckus- I could hear them all the way from the fifth year dorms."

"Wow."

"Why don't we head down to breakfast soon? I don't know about you, but I could sure use a coffee."

"Sure thing." She said as they walked through the the portrait.

The two were now making their way down to the Great Hall.

"You know, that song reminds me of George's relationship with Olive. He can never get a reply." Fred said, causing them both to snicker.

"I guess it does when you think of it that way. You like The Beatles? I heard you singing along..."

"Oh, yeah. Sorry you had to hear that."

"I am too."

"Hey! I th-"

Fred was interrupted by a scene breaking out with a few Slytherins and Harry, Ron and Hermione.

"Hey, Potter!" Shrieked Pansy Parkinson, a Slytherin girl with a face like a pug. "Potter! The Dementors are coming, Potter! Wooooooooo!"

This infuriated Evanna. She would usually be the bigger person and let it slide, but Pansy has been teasing the students at Hogwarts since she first stepped foot in the castle. And when the trio left to go take a seat, someone had to defend Harry.

"Hey, Pugsy, bug off."

"Mind your own business, Lupin. Speaking of Lupin, is your daddy finally here to take you back?"

This remark pissed Evanna off even more.

"First off, take your own advice. Second, my fathers name was Castor, not Remus. So, next time, do everyone a favour and think before you speak, that way you don't lower the IQ of everyone in passing." Evanna sassed before turning away and taking a seat at the Gryffindor table.

"Wow," Fred said. "Way to tell it how it is." He said patting her back.

"Thanks. Someone had to say it." Evanna sighed.