Things Happen (A George Weasley Story/ Sequal)

New Professor

"Blakey Blakey Pooh Bear, you can't be mad at us forever" Fred chortled next to my ear.
We were at Hogwarts now and I swear I could have jumped for joy, not just because id be getting off this bloody train.
I grabbed my trunk and shoved it out into the hall, dragging it toward the exit. Sadley though, the twins weren't to far behind.
"Oi! Look carriages, I fancy it" Fred stated.
"You fancy everything and everyone" I remarked back.
Coming up behind me, Fred grabbed my trunk and threw it up into the carriage with little effort needed.
"I only have one spot in my heart for a special little boy though" He winked, taking my hand and bringing me up into the carriage as well.

The Carriage was full and the tension was thick. George and I still hadn't spoken a word to each other since the train and I really wasn't planning on talking to him at all.
"Georgie, say you're sorry to Blake" Fred demanded.
"For?" George scoffed, rolling his eyes as this twin.
"For being rude to her friends"
"You mean her boyfriend" George spat
"SEAMUS IS NOT MY BOYFRIEND" I exclaimed, loud enough the whole woods would know it.
"Cut me a break" George stated, looking into my eyes.
"Why does it matter to you? Jelous are we? Or just plain rude" I questioned.
"Neither. Seamus just isn't right for you. He bloody copies off you everyday.  Only using you by the looks of it."
"At least he wrote me over the summer" I stated, crossing my arms over my chest.
George didn't say one word. The rest of the way to Hogwarts was much like the train ride, silent.

"Welcome back everyone, im glad to see you all well" Dumbledore continued on his speech as always as we sat and waited for the feast to begin. I was sitting between Harry and Ron, needing an obvious break from the terriable twosome that is the Weasley twins when an odd looking older women in pink stepped up toward Dumbledore.
"Who's she?" I leaned over toward Harry.
"Professor Umbridge, our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher" He answered back.
I could tell I already didn't like her.
Aside from the new teacher, all was the same at Hogwarts. The dorms, the people, and even the quirks about the old place were the same and oddly refreshing.
Going to bed in the shared dorm with Hermione and Ginny, I was happy that I was laying in the same bed, with the same people around me, doing the same thing i always loved to do.
Magic.