The Unknown Potter [COMPLETE]

Chapter Twelve

         "I what?!" I shouted. I stormed up to the two, waving a threatening fist in their faces.

        "Umbridge banned Fred, Harry and I from Quidditch for life!" George shouted. The room, which now had Hermione, Ron, Fred, and Emily, fell silent.

        I clamped my hands into fists. I hated being the center of attention. "Fred! Harry! George! Library! With me! Now!" I stormed out of the portrait hole, not even bothering to leave it open for them.

        The three of them joined me outside, and I lead them to the empty Charms classroom. None of them asked why we were there. All of them knew better than to test my patience.

        "What. The. Bloody. Hell. WERE YOU THINKING!!!!" I shouted in their faces. I was shorter and weaker than all three of them, but my yells were more powerful. They all cowered towards the wall as I approached them.

        "Umbridge is controlling this damn school now!" I yelled. "Why the hell would you go and pick a fight with God damn Malfoy!!!! I don't care if he deserved it!" I yelled as Harry started to stutter.

        "Gwenyth!" Harry shouted. I was so pissed off that I started towards Harry, but stopped myself before I got banned from the team. 

       "He was insulting Molly and Arthur! They may as well be our parents, they're so kind to us! And you were just going to sit there and let him do it!"

        "Damnit Harry, yes I was!!! Because unlike you three," I yelled, jabbing the three in the chest. "I have some sort of anger management and common sense!!! And since you guys were being stupid, I lost my star players!"

        I had become less angry as reality set in. I would have to fill three positions and get practicing before the next match in two months. I was screwed. We would never win the Cup. I stood, frozen, with a look of horror on my face.

        George stepped forward to touch my shoulder. I snapped out of my daze and smacked his hand away.

         "I don't want to see your faces for the rest of today," I said, not yelling, but stern. I knew that wasn't going to happen. It was only noon. "I don't want to hear your voices, or even hear your shoes walking down the hall. I am going to my dorm. You go do whatever the hell you want!"

        I ran out of the Charms room. It was a ways from Gryfindor Tower, so I was out of breath when I was giving the Fat Lady the password. I walked up to my dorm. I sat on my bed, and sighed. I really needed a break
  
       "Are you okay Gwen?" asked Hermione, who was on her bed. I jumped up and grabbed my wand from the table. Once I saw it was Hermione, I stood down.

      "Leave me alone," I said, sulking. Hermione did the exact opposite, walking over to my bed, and sitting on it.

      "Gwen, come on. You can talk to me." I shrugged my shoulder and turned my back to her. "Gwen, you've got your brother's stubbornness!"

      "We've been through a lot together!" Hermione was starting to rant. "When we learned we were witches, and your whole life got turned upside down, I was there for you! And I heard in second year, when I was Petrified, every spare moment you had, you were down in the hospital wing, right by my side. Hell, if it wasn't for this world, and me, you would still be a muggle named Gwenyth Granger, who was born on September 19, 1979, you wouldn't have a brother, a middle name, a place where you feel at home, or a real explanation of the scar on your face!"

        "I know, Hermione. If it wasn't for Mum and Dad, who knows if I would even be alive? When they picked me up, I didn't know my parents were dead, or my house destroyed. I didn't know what I was being brought home to. But I'm lucky I was. I got a pretty cool mom and dad, and an amazing sister."

        Hermione smiled at me. "So now will you tell me what's going on?"

        "I'm stressed, Hermione. I need to pick new Beaters, and a new Seeker, and get them trained with the rest of the team before the next match in two months!" When I'm stressed out enough. I break down. Not into tears, but I just lose all function. Hermione could see that was happening.

       "Hey, Gwen, you're going to be fine." Hermione started rubbing my shoulder. "I know you. You will make the perfect choices, and you will train them well. You will win your next match."

       "Thanks Hermione." Hermione and I sat there for a few minutes, in total silence. Emily broke that silence when she charged up the stairs, Ginny in hot pursuit. Gwen and Hermione had to leap off Gwen's bed to avoid the two.

       "Give it back Emily!" Ginny shouted.

       "No! I have to read this!! It looks so juicy!!" The two started wrestling on the bed, unaware that Gwen and Hermione were in there.

       "Lavender and Pravati are lucky they moved out of here!" I whispered to Hermione, a bit louder than I should have. On purpose.

      "Hey! I heard that!" Emily and Ginny said unanimously. They continued to wrestle over the paper, until they both grabbed a half, ripping it down the horizontal middle.

      "Ha!" Ginny exclaimed. "I got the half I didn't want you reading! You just got an ingredients list!" Emily started pouting, until she stormed out of the room, leaving a very pleased Ginny.

      I spent the rest of my day in my bed, catching up on what little homework I had left. I only ate supper, which Hermione brought up to me. I was still mad at the three boys, but I had forgiven them. Almost.

       I went to bed around ten that night. I was having fun with Emily and Ginny when Hermione came up to bed and told us we had to shut up. I changed into my pajamas and sunk into my four poster.

       "Goodnight everyone," I said, rolling over to face a window.

       "Goodnight," Emily mumbled. The other two were asleep. I looked out the window at the Forbiddened Forest, the gentle movements of the trees luring me to sleep.