*Margaret's POV*
Niall handed me a packet of paper. "This is your test to see how good you are at Harry Potter trivia,"
I nodded. I had learned enough from my Harry Potter-obsessed friend back at home that I figured I'd know enough to pass.
But even the first question was hard.
Who is Peeves?
a. Harry's owl
b. A happy-go-lucky ghost
c. A marauder
d. A troublemaking Poltergeist
I stared at it blankly. This had never come up in a conversation before; how was I supposed to know?
I skipped it and went to the next one.
Who is the Head of Slytherin House in book 7?
a. Salazar Slytherin
b. Horace Slughorn
c. Severus Snape
d. Luna Lovegood
I figured knew this one. Snape was a Slytherin, and a teacher, so I decided it was him.
Most of the questions weren't too hard, and towards the end, it was more no-wrong-answer opinionated questions, so those I didn't sweat about. Hopefully any wrong answers wouldn't upset Niall too much.
I turned in the paper 95% completed, all educated guesses considering I didn't feel like the books were worth the time it took to read all seven. Niall took out a red pen and read over my answers, his eyebrows knitting together adorably as he slashed out a few questions.
"You hardly got any right," said Niall, sounding hurt. I stared at my shoes.
Just then, a sudden noise from outside shook the ground and the room went black.
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