I couldn't have been more happy to see Hogwarts Castle. Its high towers and huge windows beckoned me. I had been back for a week now. It was a nice shift in scenery from the fields upon fields surrounding Malfoy Manor. I sat in the library early on a Wednesday morning. Claus was following me again. "How was Christmas?"He asked. This is the first time I spoken to him since we've come back. I just shake my head. "That good huh?" "Oh you have no idea."I say. The sun was just rising. The sky looked like candy floss melting into the horizon. The colors blended together seamlessly.
I look out of the window wishing I had my drawing pad. My hands twitch knowing I cant draw this. "Claus I think I'm going to go back to my common room but I'll see you later."I say grabbing my coat. I walk out of the library.
When I reach the common room there is no one in there. I head to my dorm. I need my drawing pad. I slowly creep into the room and go to the bed at the end of the room. Below it is my trunk. I pull out my drawing pad and my chalk pastels. I probably shouldn't use these when I'm wearing my school uniform but oh well. Guess I'm just going to have be a little careful. I tiptoe back out of the dorm,shutting the door quietly. I go to a window and see that if I start now I can get the sun on the horizon. I grab a pale yellow for the sun and sketch a small semi-circle in the middle of the page. As I continue drawing people pass through the common room but I ignore them. I focus on the art. My fingers quickly become dry from the build up of chalk but I just brush them off the edge of the coushion I'm sitting on. I finally finish when Fred and George come bounding into the common room. "What are you at Opal?"George asks with a smirk. He knows he shouldn't call me that. I tear a sheet of paper from the drawing pad and crumple it up. I throw it. The paper hits and ricochets off of George and hits Fred too. "All right then"Fred says picking up a pillow and launching it at me. I stand up at throw the pillow back at him. Moments later the pillow fight ends up with all three of us battering each other with the pillows.
A specially strong blow to the stomach from George sends me flying to the ground. I cough rolling around on the floor. Its really a mixture of coughing and laughing. I look up to see both Fred and George standing over me. "I think its time for breakfast."George says as He and Fred stick out their hands offering to help me up. I take the offer and stand up. We push and shove each other trying to get the the portrait hole. Then down the stairs. Then through the halls. Then through the doors of the great hall. As soon as I walk in I see Justin. He calls me over and I say goodbye to both Fred and George. I sit down next to Justin. Technically we are allowed to sit at other houses table for breakfast. "How are you today?"He asks brushing some of my hair behind my ear. I blush and say "Fine thank you. And you?" "Good now that you're hear"Justin says. Ernie Macmillan Groans turning around and says "Justin you are so sappy". I laugh as Justin says "At least I have a girlfriend to be sappy to". I laugh again with most of the Hufflepuffs. I notice Cedric laughing down the table. I smile at the idea of him being there. 'No stop it Charlotte you have a boyfriend.'I think to myself.
"Whats it like to have Malfoy after you?" Hannah Abbot asks pushing a spoon full of porridge in her mouth. "What?Malfoy isn't after me"I protest. "Really.Then why did he invite you over at Christmas"She asks again. "That's the whole thing with the arranged marriage. Its kinda supposed to be a bonding thing but I only spoke to him at dinner."I say. I look beside me to Justin. He's looking down at his plate of food. Shit. He obviously hates when I talk about Draco. I grasp his hand under the table as he looks up at me. I smile and he offers me a cheeky wink.
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