Invisible existence-a harry potter fanfic

Chapter 2- I dont like dementors.

After saying a hi to Lee Jordan there was a long pause before George broke the silence.

"I don't remember seeing you around the school, what house are you in? "

He asks politely.

"I'm not in any house, I moved here from Durmstrang. Though I'm hoping to be put in Gryffindor, i've heard horrible things from Slytherin."

At this the three grin at and i notice the mischievous twinkle in the twins eyes. I couldn't lie, the twins were definitely not ugly, in fact i think i can make out six packs from the tight, almost too small tops. I scowled at my self mentally for staring. "Well you've got that right, Gryffindor is the best." Fred comments.

The door opens, and a blond, pale boy is stood there with a profound arrogance. "Now now, Weasley, I hope your not telling lies." He says patronisingly. George goes to stand up aggressively but Fred shove him down. The arrogant boy makes my skin crawl, he reminds me of someone. "And who are you, may I ask?" I say rather rudely, with a glare to match.

"Of course you may," the boy answered, pretending he had not heard my sarcastic tone. "My name's Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, and you must be new, since you are obviously sitting with the wrong people. Slytherin is most definetly the best house. Gryffindor is for brutes, whilst Slytherin is for the more sophisticated and intelligent individuals." He says smugly, thinking he had impressed me. The Idiot. "So what house are you in, since you are obviously neither?" I ask with fake innocence.

Draco Malfoy looks at me with utter rage and storms out. "Someone's on their period. " I state. I notice that the twins and Lee Jordan are laughing hysterically. I crack a smile and soon i'm laughing with them. "That. was. absolutely. brilliant!" George gasps between bursts of laughter. I grin at him.

When the laughter dies out, Fred declares to the other two, "Now back to business boys, we need more ideas, not just the sweats, we should have a whole different range of products." The other two nod thoughtfully. I shoot a confused look to George who responds with a shrug. "We want to start a joke shop, you know, for extra money and stuff. We're welcome to new ideas."

I let out a soft oh and think hard. Well it would be cool if... "What about something that would help listen in to conversations, it would have have to be small like, i dunno,  a shoe lace. Small enough to fit through gaps and doors but nothing too suspicious; it would need to be stretchy you know, in case you can't be near the door." i say thoughtfully.

George's eyes light up as i say that. "That's a great idea, think of how many pranks we could play with the right information!" He laughs at the idea."It would definitely help figure out what mum and dad are always talking about in private, I'm still convinced it's about Sirius black." Fred comments darkly. My whole body stiffens and i soon become nervous. Do they really think he's a murderer?

Suddenly the compartment goes dark. Everything is cold. Very cold. I know exactly what is happening.  Dementors. I get my wand out just in time as one glides towards me instantly recognising me. "Expecto Patronus!" I scream and my roaring lion appears to chase the darkness away. With a mighty roar-a trick that took almost two years to master- it goes down the train running at the dementors. The vile creatures glide backwards away from me and the compartment, getting lighter and lighter as they become weaker. I will it to go to Harry, to protect him from them too.  the thought of him oblivious to me gives me a pang of pain in my  tummy.

As i let my lion disappear i turn to find the three boys gaping at me with there mouths wide open. Take a picture, it'll lasts longer, I almost say.

"I don't like dementors." I say as an explanation.