The Punch Line ~George Weasley~

F I F T E E N

"Thank you, again" I smile, pulling away from his lips.

"You're welcome" He replies happily a grin on his face.

"I don't know what to say," I say, hugging him again.

Getting up from his bed and walking over to the door with George in pursuit. He opens the door for me.

"You're acting rather strange" I chuckle, walking past him,

"Well," He says, closing the door behind us putting his arm around my shoulders "It is Valentines Day" He puts his index under my chin lifting it up and pecking me on the lips.

I pulled back, my eyes fluttering open. Smiling at him, he smiles back.

"George is dating a Slytherin!" A voice exclaims from the bottom of the stairs.

"And he let her into the common room!" Another voice calls out.

My heart drops instantly. Feeling all their eyes on me, putting my hands over my face and pushing my way through the crowd and out through the portrait hole.

Damn.

I'm never going to be able to be near the Gryffindor tower again by the way they reacted. Continuing to walk on, wrapping my arms around myself making my way to the bridge.

Leaning my back against the railing looking at the dark blue sky now speckled with stars.

"I'm sorry about earlier" George says, standing beside me.

"You don't need to be it's me," I sigh, facing him "Just because I'm Slytherin. I mean Merlin was a Slytherin! I bet no-one looked at him the way that. . .they look at me" I say, his arms wrapping around me. Wrapping my arms around him, resting my head on his chest.

"I know," He sighs, resting his head on top of mine "I still love you, remember what I said on the train last year ?" He asks, I nod against him.

"House doesn't matter to me," I sigh, looking up at him "I love you too" I say looking up at him, pecking his lips.

"I know," He replies, pulling me closer "Now let's get you back to your common room" He says finally lacing my fingers with his, kissing my knuckles walking me to the Slytherin Common Room.

"Thanks," I say, kissing his cheek "For everything" I sigh finally, making my way in.

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Sitting at the Slytherin table eating breakfast, staring at my fried eggs and bacon. Sighing to myself, knowing that the whole school would know the news by now. Ocassionally glancing at the Gryffindor Table. The post should be arriving soon.

Getting a letter from my mum and dad, an image attached of them waving at me with palm trees in the background.

'Hope your having a great time darling. Wish you were here!
Love you lots,
                            Mum and Dad xx'

They'd also sent me a Cuban Cedar & Lime Shower Gift Set. Knowing that I could easily access the Prefect Bathroom, knowing that I was one myself.

Looking up once more to the Gryffindor, Hermione waved at me to come over. Waving back, pointing at the big pink blob that was Umbridge.

Seeing Hermione's face instantly change with each step she took.

They seem to have a small conversation, she pulls the Quibbler from the table and stalks up. Instantly getting up, quickly make my way over to her. Stopping her before she enters through the door.

"Professor" I say, making her stop dead in her tracks.

"Yes," She answers, with her high pitched voice "What would you like ?" She asks, a fake smile plastered on her face.

"Could I possibly have that Quibbler, that you have in your hands ?" I asks, polietly hoping she wouldn't question and of course. She did.

"Why on Earth would you want such a-a atrocious newspaper, if you want to call it that, dear ?" She asks her bubbly, high pitch putting my teeth on edge.

"Well professor," I say trying to think of a plausiable excuse that she would believe "It's mine and I gave it to my friends from Gryffindor because I'd noticed an article about one of them and thought they'd like to see it and I like the crosswords" I say, she tenses up letting out a sigh.

"I suppose," She says, she putting it out infront of me ready for me to take "Just don't let me see it at the table again" She quirks, nodding taking her leave.

"Of course professor" I say, taking the Quibbler from her hands and walking back over to the Gryffindor table.

"Honestly that woman is a nightmare!" Ron exclaims, sitting by him and gave them all a smug smile.

"Hey guys," I smile, looking at them "Enjoying breakfast ?" I ask, the Quibbler just out of sight.

"Not since that atrocious woman came into this school" Hermione say furiously, closing the Daily Prophet placing it onto the table.

"I think I've something that you'll like" I say, they all looked at me I place the Quibbler down onto the table, Hermione smiles at me shaking her head at me.

"How do you do it ?" She asks, looking from the Quibbler to me "Get people to be convinced of what you say ?" She asks, smiling as I hand it to her.

"I guess she just favours Slytherins" I say, tapping the goblet nearest to me filling it with coffee.

"You ready for the meeting tonight ?" Harry asks, I take a sip placing it down onto the table.

"I was born ready" I smile, my confidence reassured.