“Angelina you arse!”
“Oh calm down Ellie, what’s the worst thing that could happen?” Angelina thought I was overreacting, as usual.
“I don’t even want to think about it.” Streaking and skinny-dipping isn’t the worst, but it’s pretty bad. I’m not a color, being a color involves being daring, brave, all of the qualities of Gryffindor I don’t have. Why I’m a Gryffindor, I’ll never know.
I let out a sigh and lay facedown on my bed. This year was going to be a long one.
…
“Wake up!”
I rolled over in my bed and moaned, “Five more minutes.”
“I don’t think so sleepy head! Breakfast started a half hour ago and class start at 8:30. Let’s get a move on.” A bubbly voice floated above the moans and groans of all the still sleeping girls.
I heard a crack and a gust of cold air came into the dormitory. “Now Alicia, that wasn’t very nice! Reparo.” I looked up to see that Alicia had thrown something at Katie, but missed and it went out the window.
“Katie, you are way to happy for it being 7:30 in the morning. I thought we agreed that we didn’t wake each other up before 8.” Alicia said as she sat up and dragged her self out of bed. She stifled a yawn, “Its 7:30, not 8.”
“No silly, we agreed on 7:30. Remember?” Katie replied, completely unfazed from having things being thrown at her.
Alicia threw her a death glare and shuffled into the bathroom.
“We’ve been here for a month and you think she’d get used to you waking us up.” Angelina said as she pulled on her uniform.
“Correction, we’ve been here for 6 years and none of us have gotten used to Katie waking us up.” I said. Every morning Katie wakes us up with her chipper morning attitude, none of us really appreciates it.
Katie left to go into the common room and Angelina whispered, “I don’t understand how she can not realize we don’t enjoy her waking us up.”
“You want to tell her? Break her little heart? Be my guest.” I think Katie actually looks forward to waking us up every morning.
“I get your point, well, only a year and some left right?” Actually it’s two years considering its only October of our 6th year, but I didn’t say anything.
Five minutes later we were all ready and we headed down to the Great Hall. We entered the Great Hall and saw Oliver and the Weasley twins.
“Don’t you all look… happy?” George said as we sat down.
“Don’t even go there.” Alicia said; she takes waking up early the worst. She sat down in a huff furthest away from everyone.
I sat down next to Oliver and he smirked my way. “What’s that for?”
“What are you talking about Ellie?”
“That look you just gave me.” I’m not hallucinating; He did give me a look.
“Oh that? It was nothing. You guys going to the party tonight?” Oliver asked.
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Cruel Intentions
FanfictionOkay, no lies, I want to be bad, I'm just...so...not bad. And when Oliver calls me a gray? Things go further than expected. But is that really a bad thing? "The day you become a color is the day I date someone." Oliver's words rang true in my head...