In All Seriousness ~ A Fred Weasley FanFic

Chapter 15

Fred pats me on the back. "See? I knew you would be Gryffindor!" he says, smiling. "Yeah! I'm so glad!" I said excitedly. 

After Dumbledore finished his speech, tons of food magically appeared on the table. The feast was massive, including mashed potatoes, chicken, turkey, beans, cornbread, cauliflower, too many things to count! I immediately grab some chicken legs, mashed potatoes, and two bread rolls, along with Ron. We eat our food quickly causing me to get hiccups. 

"Um, don't forget to breathe..." Hermione said. "Whaaat~? I'm hungry!" I say, acting like there was nothing abnormal about my 'speed eating'. We laughed, me ending mine with a hiccup, causing more laughter. "You're just like Ron." George said. "Oh shut up!" Ron and I said at the same time. "The point exactly." Fred said. Everyone laughed, except me and Ron, who exchanged confused glances. 

Once everyone was done eating their meal, the platters of food disappeared and were instantly replaced with all different kinds of desserts. My face and Ron's lit up. We pile our plates as much as we could with cookies, brownies, and cupcakes. 

"I wonder who could eat more?" Harry says smirking, trying to start something. I stare Ron down, him staring back, raising an eyebrow. "Oh no..." Hermione says, clearly not impressed. I didn't care, "I didn't wake up this morning to impress you Hermione." I said sarcastically. We chuckled. 

George begins to count down, "3, 2... 1!" Ron and I shove the food into our mouths, eating as much as we possibly could. "Eat! Eat! Eat!" Fred and George began to chant, with Harry and a few others joining in. Hermione rolls her eyes, trying to look uninterested, but I know deep down inside she was. 

Ron and I slow to a stop at the same time. We both ate a chocolate cake, a big bowl of ice cream, and 13 cookies each. "Oh man..." I say, feeling like death. "That's pretty impressive." Fred says. "I second that." George says. We all laugh, until I get this gut feeling. I look at Ron and he looks at me. We both have the same look in our eyes, a look that says 'I think I'm about to be sick...' 

Ron and I stand up and run out of the Great Hall, getting a few looks trying to get out of everyone's view. We couldn't make it to any bathrooms and ended up puking onto the floor behind a corner. 

I look up at him and he looks down at me, both of us showing a look of slight shock. We laugh lightly. "Well... that was...fun." I say slightly sarcastically. "Heh! Yeah..." Ron says, with the same tone. 

We heard some small footsteps and with them came a house elf. She sees the mess we made and immediately cleans it up. We made our way back to the Great Hall, now with an empty stomach. I felt bad for leaving the house elf behind to clean up our mess, but, that's why they're at Hogwarts right?

We sit back down and Fred and George begin to laugh. "What? You two couldn't hold it in?" George said sarcastically. Ron and I give him a rude look. "So?" asked Ron. George just kinda chuckles. 

Fred looks at me and slides over a muffin. "Want something?" he asks, hoping to make me feel better. "Heh... I think I'm done eating for the night, but thanks." I say smiling, pushing the muffin away. Just looking at the thing makes me feel sick... but I lowkey wanted some, but I can't because I would get sick. Hermione looked a tad disgusted when Ron and I came back; so did Harry, but he also looked a tad more amused. 

Everyone else finishes eating and the Gryffindor prefect, Percy being one, gathers us up to show us to the common room. We follow them until we reach this painting with a big lady in a white dress. "This is the Fat Lady, she controls who comes into the Gryffindor common room." Percy explains to us. "Yes, and if you don't have the password, you can't enter." the other prefect explained; I didn't know her name. They told us the password, it being 'Hippogryph', and not to tell anyone outside of Gryffindor. Percy tells The Fat Lady the password and her painting flies open to reveal a giant room behind it. 

We walk in and they show us around and the different things you could do in the common room. As Percy's explaining all of the books, I obviously lose interest, and let my attention wander elsewhere. The boy, the third year from before, was looking at me again. I stare back at him, confused. Why is he always staring at me? His dirty-blonde hair falls into his face and when it does, I look away. I felt his eyes back on me, but I didn't turn to look again. 

The female prefect takes all of us first years, me and Hermione staying together, into our dorm rooms. Our trunks and pets were already in there. Hermione and I rush to get beds next to each other, we were successful. The bed on the other side of me, the bed was taken by a girl named Samantha. 

The prefect helps us all settle in and told us that we didn't have classes tomorrow, but that we should still get some sleep. 

I go into the bathroom, with all of the other first year girls, and brush my teeth and get ready for bed. I put on some comfy p.j.'s and say goodnight to Hermione, before drifting off into a good night's sleep.