GEORGE’S POINT OF VIEW
Ok, so I admit having someone to boss around and help with the store is much better that I thought it would be. Katie seemed to be happy to work around the shop for a couple of hours each day, but I just couldn’t help retorting that her work wasn’t as neat as Fred’s. It was true, but I didn’t really mean for it to come out of my mouth. It kind of all just happened.
I was sitting behind the counter of the shop, watching Katie stand precociously on the edge of ladder so she could mutter a dusting spell for the top shelf of love potions. Wobbling slightly, she managed to do half of the shelf in two minutes. Relaxing, I’d closed my eyes for about half a second when an ear- splintering crash echoed through the whole shop, making the last few customers of the day turn around and find the source of the commotion.
My eyes flew open. Katie had fallen off the shelf, along with twenty bottles of my newest love potion, ‘Temporary Love Potion 97’.
‘Katie!’ I hollered, completely unaware of the customers.
‘Yes? George, is that youuu?’ came Katie’s voice from under the splintered glass.
‘What have you done, you pig-headed girl?! Fred would have never done anything as stupid as this. Do you know just how many bottles of love potion you have just wasted?? It’s going to cost me a couple Galleons to restock all of that!’ I gritted my teeth to keep the train of swear words going through my head in my head.
‘I’ve done nothing.... just fallen in looove.’ Katie sighed dreamily and stared at the ceiling, seemingly oblivious of the mess she’d made or of the tiny cuts she had over her.
‘Katie.... are you okay?’ I started hesitantly again.
‘George! I can’t stop thinking about him!’ Katie pointed across the room.
I followed her finger. And promptly dropped my jaw. She was pointing at Gregory Goyle.
‘Are—You---Fricking----Crazy???!!’ I managed to get out while goggling at her dreamy expression and her drooling.
‘George? Do you know him? Can you introduce me? I want to marry him....’ Katie sighed.
Goyle finally noticed her staring and looked confusedly over at her.
‘Wada lookin’ at??’ Goyle asked.
‘Hello..darling.’ Katie purred while batting her eyelashes at Goyle.
Goyle looked like he’d just been hit in the head with a Bludger, and I was on the verge of throwing up at Katie’s expression. It was seriously wrong.
I walked quickly into the storeroom, where Tippy my house-elf was cleaning out a drawer full of Skiving Snackboxes. Mumbling a quick ‘hello’, I grabbed the antidote the potion and walked back into the main store.
An astonishing sight met my eyes.
Katie had gotten off the floor and was currently curled around Goyle, who in return was mashing his grubby, fat face all over hers. Customers had dropped their shopping and were goggling at the awe- inspiring show.
I, on the other hand, was on the verge of taking a picture of the scene and sending it by owl to everyone I knew. But, only because Katie was a good friend and ex- classmate, I couldn’t stand by and watch Katie get socially stomped on.
Sighing, I dragged Katie off Goyle, fending off most of her punches and forcing the antidote down her throat, waiting for her reaction.
‘George?’ Katie asked confusedly. Then her voice went up an octave, ‘What’s he doing here?!’
Pointing to Goyle, she screwed up her face in a look of disgust.
‘If I am correct, and correct me if I’m wrong, you just kissed your Prince Charming.’ I said, trying to keep my voice calm while shaking with laughter.
“WHAT????!!!!” Katie’s voice rang out.
This was going to be hilarious.
