His Favorite Girl || Fred Weasley

022

First of the Many

"Luck Albus." McGonagall scowled while looking at Loui Nostrade on the bed. "If she didn't create a ruckus last night, I would not have known about Potter's encounter with You-Know-Who."

"I could sense great disturbance coming from her mind." Snape hissed lowly at the foot of the bed. His eyes not leaving his student's unconscious body. "Not an eleven year old girl could handle but here she is, still breathing."

"She's a strong girl." McGonagall said as she sat on the bed and faintly held the girl's left arm. Concern and worry on her eyes. "A Nostrade, more specifically the 'Heiress'. I never thought that I would have a Nostrade under my tutelage."

"We know Minerva, it has been years since I was able to have Ursula, her mother, to study in Hogwarts. I believe she is on the same year as Severus'." Dumbledore replied.

"Yes." Severus hissed.

"It was frightening Professor Dumbledore." The mediwitch piped beside Snape, shaking.

"How so Poppy?" Dumbledore asked, his eyes glittered in interest.

"It was as if she lost control of her magic. We know that children at 11 could control their magic but hers is different. Her magic is different." She looked confused and troubled at her own words.

Dumbledore still displayed his kind smile and straightened his posture by placing his hand behind him. His blue eyes also looking at Loui before turning again to the mediwitch, "Well, I believe Poppy, that you would see her here more often as she grow." There was a slight pause before saying, "This is just the first of the many."

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"Shame that Madam Pomfrey disposed the toilet seat."

"Even Harry's was gone."

Loui woke up from the voices beside her. She stirred and opened her eyes ever slightly. Fred was sitting on a seat beside her bed, George was leaning on the drawer beside her head. Since when they were sitting here?

She blinked and noticed her mind wasn't hurting anymore. She tried to sit up but her vision began to spin causing her to groan and place a hand over her forehead. "Oh look, Aurora's awake!" George yelled.

"Oh good, don't want her to sleep for a very long time." Fred smiled down at her as he hand her her glasses which she took with a shy smile. She could feel her stomach lighten from his radiant smile but she decided to shrug it off. He's got Angelina.

"Do remember that Aurora was raped by the prince and woke up from her sleep to give birth. Help me up, Georgie." She put on her glasses before lifting her gaze to pout at him and raised her arms to his direction.

"Stop pouting and I might fall for you." He teased as he reached for her, Loui stiffened at his words causing the boy to laugh as he held her arms and tried to sit her up.

"I'm only joking." He chuckled.

She gave him a huff and pinched his cheeks when she was able to reach him. "Ow! Seriously, woman? You just woke up and you spank me with a strength of a hippogriff? Are you sure you have a headache? Or are you acting sick?" He joked around.