Metamorphmagus Hufflepuff Beater

Chapter 11:

Hi, I'm back! Super sorry for not updating. Please forgive me and read this. And happy spring break.

Paige had also done her interview a few weeks earlier, but we were now walking down to our O.W.L. exams. Professor Sprout had forgotten to tell me how many O.W.L.s I'd need, and for what subject. But luckily Paige was also choosing Potions and Plant Poisoning branch of healing, so she told me what I'd need to get O.W.L.s for. I wasn't worried though, I aced all those subjects.

O.W.L.s took two long weeks, and I felt like a heavier weight had been pressed on my shoulders. When exams were over, a bit of the weight had been lifted, only to be completely gone hopefully this summer.

The day we walked back to common room from our last exam, Paige sighed, "I'm so glad we're finished. They were dreadful. Now, all we have to do is wait until the summer for our grades."

"Same, but I'm still worried what I'll get." I replied.

"Oh, come on, you probably did better than me." Paige laughed as we walked through the pathway into the common room.

"Alright, but I'm still worried." I smiled as we sat at the table the twins had claimed. Paige had written to Mrs. Brink and Paige and the twins were supposedly back on good terms. Ella's and Paige's feud had dissolved with Paige's lecture.

"How do you two think you did?" Ella asked, not looking up from whatever essay she had to write.

"I think we both did pretty well," Paige responded. "But I'm sure Danielle did better."

"But they really were draining." I added.

"Thanks for the positive things about them." Emma sang sarcastically.

"Well, is there anything positive about them at all?" Paige asked.

___TIME_SKIP_TO_SLYTHERIN_V.S._GRYFFINDOR_MATCH___

"This is the only red I've got." Paige panted, digging through her trunk. "I've got nothing else. Do you have any red that might fit me?"

"No, sorry, I only have my one shirt." I answered.

"This is so ugly though!" Paige exclaimed.

"I'm not the one who packed your trunk." I replied.

"I didn't either! My mum did!" Paige yelled.

"You'll just have to wear it. Trust me, if I had anything that I thought would fit you, I'd willingly hand it to you." I comforted her.

"I know. Sorry." Paige apologized.

"I'm going to wait for you in the Great Hall for breakfast. I'm feeling a bit sick. I'll save you a seat." I promised.

"Please do!" Paige called after me. It was either for me going down or saving a seat. It was probably both though.

After we ate breakfast, Paige tugging at her shirt the entire time, we found ourselves space in the stands. I gave myself bobbed scarlet hair with golden streaks, golden tan skin, and scarlet eyes flecked with gold. What can I say; I cannot stand Slytherin.

Soon after, the match began. Gryffindor took the lead early. Slytherin began getting nasty. The commentator was definitely biased and it did spiral into cursing. Even Professor McGonagall was angry. It was rather funny to watch; I wished I knew how to conjure popcorn or candy.

In the end, Gryffindor won 230-20. I was quite happy. But I wished it could've been me, Hufflepuff. But I thought, Maybe next year, Danielle. You'll have the Quidditch Cup next year.