For The Love of Pranks! I Love You!

Freedom and Revenge

The next day is spent in hushed whispers in the corner of the common room, the three of us no longer worried about classes. We've narrowed it down to using the new Weasley Wildfire Whiz-bangs, and our favorite, the Portable Swamp.

"Why don't we start with the fireworks. Give the old bag a heart attack?" I say with the smirk.

"Brilliant. We're going to have to get our brooms back in order to leave you know."

"That's what your wand's for Georgie dear." I say smartly as he sticks his tongue out at me, making me laugh.

"When do we want to leave?" Fred asks as he chews on a Sugar Quill in thought.

"Tonight. Why stay here any longer and suffer when we have the shop all lined up?" George asks rhetorically, causing Fred and I shrug and nod in agreement.

"Well, start packing boys. I don't know about you, but this will be exciting." I say with a big grin, pecking Fred quickly on the lips before heading to the dorm room.

Once in the quiet of my room, I huff with anxiety. I can't shake the feeling that something terrible is going to happen after we leave the school and I'm worried. With Umbridge running the school, anything can happen, but I'm mostly worried about what my fathers will say about leaving school early..

They won't be pleased. Especially Moony, he's always believed my schooling was the most important thing I could do to better myself.

But the shop is different, they'll have to understand that. We don't need N.E.W.T.S. to open this shop, because this is something we all know we can run no problem. And with the three of us working together, things will be alright.

Flicking my hand towards my trunk, everything begins to pack and I look for a shrinking spell so that we can carry all of our trunks in my bag.

Slowly looking around my little room that has been my home for seven years now, I get a rush of emotions.

Eleven year old Evelyn Black runs excitedly into her brand new dormitory. With the giddy excitement of a child, she jumps on the bed, her heavy trunk forgotten for now. Chatting with her new friends, Katie and Alisha, about what this new year holds and how they're going to be best of friends for the next seven years, and no worries on the horizon.

Late into the night, three twelve year old girls are awake and giggling as they talk about who in their house is the cutest.

"Well what do you think Evie? You've got to find at least one of them cute!" Katie asks as the three sit on her bed eating Sugar Quills.

"Of course I do!" Her cheeks flushing, at the thought of her ginger friend. "You promise not to tell?" They all nod in excitement, as Evelyn takes a deep breath.

"I think Fred Weasley is very cute." She says with a giggle, flushing more as her friends chatter excitedly.

"So how was Quidditch practice with Fred?" Alisha teases as Evie and Katie come in, rain dripping from their cloaks.

"Oh hush!" Evie smiles at her friend, throwing her soaked scarf in the other girls face with a laugh.

"And anyways, you know we're just friends. That doesn't mean I can't appreciate how good of a Beater he is." She says dazing off slightly as her friends giggle uncontrollably.

"Oh my goodness Evelyn, you so fancy him!" Alisha says with a laugh.

"We've had this conversation Lisha, we're just friends. Nothing more."