Year 5: Weasley Wizard Wheezes

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Felicity's POV

It was O.W.L.'s week, and it had all been fine so far. Everyone in fifth year sat in the Great Hall for our final examination, Charms. Next to me, Hermione was scribbling down answers furiously, and I was doing the same, while trying desperately to ignore the person behind me. I had hardly seen him since the day I decided to hate him, and I'd even managed to avoid him all of this week, when everyone in the same year is with each other for every exam. But of course, with my luck, in our very last exam, he's seated close enough behind me for me to hear his breathing, if I tried.

Not that I was trying.

Before the test had commenced, Draco Malfoy and I made eye contact, and he'd given me some sort of look I couldn't interpret.

Now, almost completed with the test, it took all if my willpower to stay focused on the quill in my hand and the knowledge in my brain. I gazed at the scars on the back of my non-dominant hand and reminded myself that they were there because of the boy behind me.

Suddenly, a faint boom sounded from the corridor. I looked over my shoulder towards the noise, before yet again making eye contact with Draco. I whirled back around, eyes glued to my test before he could even blink. Then, again, that boom. This time, Umbridge began walking from the front of the room towards the hallway, a smile that promised pain to whoever was disrupting the exam on her face.

She flung the doors to the hall open wide, and everyone turned back to watch as a golden spark zipped past her into the room before exploding into 3 small blue fireworks. No one dared say a word, when suddenly, with shouts of joy, the Weasley twins came flying into the hall on their broomsticks, Fred firing off a spell that caused everyone's exam to fly out of their hands and into the air. At the same time, George threw up two more fireworks, which set off a chain reaction of pyrotechnics in the exam room.

Everyone was cheering and yelling, myself included, as dozens of firecrackers combusted at once, plunging the Great Hall into a world of bright lights and fire. A couple of the small sparklers targeted the Slytherins specifically, which I found myself appreciating.

Fred tossed one final explosive into the air, and every student oohed and ahhed when it went off. The red and orange flames came together to form a wicked dragon's head, which immediately zeroed in on Umbridge. It descended, jaw open wide, and chased her down the aisle, while her shrieks sounded above the chaos of the rest of the room.

Its maw closed around her just as it disintegrated into hundreds of smaller fireworks, one for each of her stupid decrees hung above the entrance to the Great Hall. With whoops and hollers, the twins zoomed out of the room, and everyone followed into the courtyard.

Somehow, all of the classes in session at Hogwarts ended up their, even the students who were taking exams uninterrupted by the twins. Even some Slytherins were clapping and cheering as the twins flew away, a 'W' composed of flame and sparks left in their wake.

Unexpectedly, Harry collapsed to the ground next to me. I was instantly on my knees, searching for injury. His eyes were glazed over and sweat glistened on his temple. Hermione crouched next to me, successfully hiding him from the gazes of other students. Without any prompting, Harry gasped, "Sirius."

~*~

Harry lead Ron, Mione, and I through the ever-changing staircases of Hogwarts as he filled us in on what he had seen. "Harry," Hermione said uneasily, "are you sure?" Harry was insistent. "I saw it," he stated, "It's just like with Mr. Weasley. It's the door I've been dreaming about." He paused, as if thinking, before continuing. "I couldn't remember where I'd seen it before. Sirius said Voldemort was after something. Something he didn't have the last time, in the Department of Mysteries."

He said this all in one breath before I interrupted. "Harry, please, just listen," I cut in. I didn't know how to voice my worries, so I blurted, "What if Voldemort meant for you to see this? What if he's only hurting Sirius because he's trying to get to you?"

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