Scratches (Fred Weasley)

(127) The Dilemma

Florence was asked to stay for two more days at the hospital, given the fact that her memories did not come back completely. But after a few minor tests and treatments, she was finally allowed to come back to classes, instantly getting coddled by the twins and her friends. Professor Flitwick forbade her to start up practices back again, cutting back her practice time a week back for their game against Gryffindor. Roger would be taking over the team for the time being.

"...then when Fred implied that he was in a relationship, you asked George if he was single." Nicolai said, recounting ever single detail of Florence's memoryless experience as they sat down at the common room, helping her catch up with homework. A mortified look was on her face, before she buried it in one of the pillows in shame, "Did I really do that?"

"Sure did," Xander laughed, "You also called Fred cute. Even when you can't remember a thing you're flirting with him."

She sighed audibly, "Why do I have a feeling that this is going to be one of those stories that I'm going to hear about repeatedly when we're older?"

"Because it is. That's what best friends are for, Flo. Someone's got to make sure all the embarrassing moments don't fade away and die. I'm already planning on writing it in for my speech at your wedding." said Xander.

"And it'll be a great story to tell to your kids." Nicolai added, tapping at her temple, "I've got everything planned out in here."

Florence chucked one of the throw pillows at her, before flopping down onto the couch, "This is so boring," she groaned, "I should be outside, practicing."

"That bludger did some serious damage to your head," Xander whistled, "Homework's never been boring for you. That's why you'd end up doing Nic's half the time."

"Yeah well," Florence shrugged, "It would be fun if I didn't have any plans that I can't go to because of some stupid head injury." she huffed, "Atleast we have our DA thing tonight, yeah? Did Harry mention what we we're going to do?"

"Nope. The only thing he's ever said about it is that it's going to be exciting...and that was during our last meeting."

"Whatever it is, I'm looking forward to it." she said, before her brows furrow together, "Which also reminds me, I better see Montague at dinner tonight. I've been itching to have a go at his pathetic arse."

"I'm afraid have to reconsider. Fred and George got into a heap load of trouble with Umbridge because apparently Montague's part of her stupid Inquisitorial Squad. Also explains why he's basically untouchable."

"Your uncle was pretty pissed about that." Nicolai said, "You should have seen him storm through the halls—"

"Wait...Sloan came?"

"Yeah. Right about the same night when your mum came. He made quite an entrance into the Great Hall while we were at Dinner, and Dumbledore had to take him up to his office to make him stop yelling."

Apparently, as soon as her hotheaded uncle had heard about the Quidditch incident, it took him almost no time at all to march into Hogwarts to file a complaint and have Graham booted out of the school. This ofcourse, was proven useless, since Umbridge had swept Montague under her wings and launched a tirade about how he'd be making an enemy out of the Ministry if he continued to push for  Montague's expulsion.

"Well..." Florence sighed, "Umbridge is a pain in everyone's arse... I can't believe we have all this additional stress that we have to deal with during our NEWTs year. Like all the homework and tests being hurled at us mercilessly isn't torturous enough."