Dear Diary... revenge

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"I warn you, if you bore me, I shall take my revenge." -J. R. R. Tolkien

Dear Diary,

now that I'm writing to you it's Sunday night, which means that tomorrow the classes start again. I'm about to go to sleep but I must first write in you about the reason as to why I can't stop smiling in amusement and satisfaction since this afternoon. Needless to say, the Weasley twins live up to their reputation.

-Flashback-

I was outside in one of the courtyards of the castle, sitting under a big tree with Miranda and Jason. Miranda was curious if the Weasley twins had agreed to help me so she came to find me this morning. Jason joined us and we've been together ever since. Now it's afternoon.

Maxime might have been right. I might have judged Miranda's character too soon. I do not say I have misjudged it, because I'm hardly ever wrong, just that I have only seen a part of her character. Jason is nice too. He is a quiet character and he seams really smart. At least one of them was quiet. I guess opposites do attract after all and not only in science. I enjoyed the time spent with them.

As I was drawing some flowers while Miranda and Jason were talking, (mostly Miranda), I would nod or join in the conversation now and then. Hearing them talk in the background while I was drawing was somewhat like when I listen to music while drawing. It was relaxing and I had almost forgot how angry I was with Damian.

Almost.

It was then that I saw two tall red-heads with stupid, mischievous smirks walking outside in the courtyard, high-fiving each other. I smirked.

"What are you smirking at?" asked me Jason but before I could answer a distant yell was heard.

"ESME!" it was Damian's voice.

Jason gave me a knowing look and smirked with me while Miranda laughed.

I had explained everything to them, leaving out some minor details about Draco and I.

Then, I saw Damian  in the distance, with pink hair, a cat tail and lots of acne, looking mad and searching the place for me.

I felt the warmth of two people behind me as I turned around to see Fred and George smirking in victory. I smiled at them.

"As ordered." they said together.

"With the information you gave us, we present," started the one.

"Pink hair: for teasing you about your pink hair." said the other.

"A cat tail: because he is allergic to cats." continued the first one.

"And acne." said the second one.

"Just for the fun of it." they said together.

"You guys are the best!" I exclaimed happily.

"And that's only phase one." told me the one on my right.

Damian finally spotted me and angrily made his way towards me. People were pointing at him and laughing.

Someone once said, weak people revenge, strong people forgive and intelligent people ignore. I guess this was a moment of weakness because I was really enjoying his expression after what he did.

"Esme! I can't believe you! I thought you were better than this. I'm telling father!" said Damian once he was standing in front of me. I gave him a sweat smile.

"Why hello dear brother. How are you this fine evening? I hope you are well." I said playing it dumb.
His face was red with fury.

"What happened to you?" asked him Miranda, playing along.
Damian sneezed.

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