I have something I'd like to say. I've been writing for this series since the first day I got on Wattpad. I've lived every moment of it, I sucked in the beginning, but I've gotten better. I'm really touched (or just happy) that some of you have been with me since the beginning! I love you guys!
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I wake up in the Gryffindor common room in Georges arms. I hear his soft snores as he grips my waist tighter. I smile and roll around so I'm snuggling into his chest. My little ginger..
"What? Oh your awake." He says suddenly waking up. I laugh and kiss his check.
"So what are we doing for this Saturday?" I ask sitting up.
"Pranks with Fred and Rose." He says stretching. I smile and hug him.
"I hate being away from you." I say as he presses himself tighter against me.
"It's hell isn't it, Love?" He says kissing my forehead.
"Of course, who else would I make my side kick for pranking?" I say laughing.
"Sidekick, how am I the sidekick." He says laying me down and putting his arms on the couch arms so I couldn't get away.
"Well, I'm better at pranking." I say smiling sweetly. He smirks and starts tickling me. I gasp and burst into laughter.
"George-Stop-Please!" I sqeal.
"Not until you say I'm better at pranking!" He says.
"I'm better ar pranking, there you have it." I say wrapping my arms around his neck. He presses his lips on mine and we full out snog.
"What have we walked into." Fred says staring at us.
"Fred! Stop staring!" Rose snaps hitting him on the back of the head.
"Abusive." He says smirking.
"And you like it." She says smirking back.
"Oi, don't start flirting in front of us." George says sitting me in his lap. I begin to fixs my gray sweat pants and black under shirt as Fred and George argue.
"Can we just get breakfest, I'm starving!" Rose moans colapsing on the couch.
"Of course Miss. Drama queen." I say getting up from George's lap. We walk together to the Great Hall in our P.J's not caring at all.
"You and George seem to be getting along more then last year." She says winking.
"Same goes for you a Fred." I say smiling.
"We've always been perfect fro each other." She says grinning.
"Well, we have our Quidditch game later against them." I say smiling.
"Don't worry I'll knock Harry off his broom." She says smiling.
"Of course, why not go for Oliver too?" I say grinning even bigger.
"Why hit me when you can hit Harry." Oliver says obviously not hearing the beginning of our conversation.
"Then we can score more points and win esier." I say smiling. He puts his arm over my shoulder and smirks.
"Who said your going to win?" He says smiling.
"Me, I'm the best seeker around here." I say winking at him.
"Come on Amy, lets go get breakfast." George says out of nowhere. He wraps his arms around my waist and leads me into the Great Hall. Rose follows behind us with Fred. We all sit down at the Gryffindor table.
"What were you and Oliver talking about." George says obviously jealous.
"Just about our match later today." I say smiling.
"Don't you need a new broom?" He asks.
"I'm using one Dumbledores providing me for the rest of the year." I say taking a bite out of a peice of toast.
"What about the-" I cut Rose off.
"Already mastered it." I say smiling.
"But, that for the older division..."Fred says confused.
"Who says I can't master it?" I say smiling.
"True." Rose laughs.
We chat for the rest of the meal. It was hard for me to focus because I feel Oliver's eyes on me. It's hard to say I don't have have feelings for him, but George has my heart right now. The clock hits eleven and I stand up and so does Rose.
"See you on the field." I say with a wink and walk off with Rose. We make our way to the field to change into our uniforms. We slip them on quite quickly due to the fact we want to start already. We grab our brooms and march out to Field where everyone is in the stands.
"Ready." Oliver's voice rings out to me.
"As much as I'll every be." I sigh remembering everything that Professor Lupin has taught me.
"You ok?" Rose whispers in my ear worried.
"Just a little jumpy from the last time you know." I mumble as we walk to the center of the field with the rest of the players.
"I want a nice clean game!" Hooch yells at us and lets the balls lose. I go high up above the field as Harry mimics the same movement.
A bludger come racing at my head but I dodge it and turn to Fred and George who are laughing. I roll my eyes and then the Golden snitch grabs my eye as it flies by and Harry notices to and we both take off.
"This one's mine Black." Harry growls as we both reach out for the snitch but it suddenly turns around. We both come neck and neck to the snitch again and then I see to black hooded things toward the ground and I stop. My hand moves for my wand when I suddenly notice that it's Crabb and Goyle. I turn my head my to where Harry is holding the snitch.
"Harry Potter has caught the snitch, Gryffindor wins!" The words meet my ears and I scream out in fusteration. I fly down to where Crabb and Goyle are with Draco standing by their side.
"Riddle, what the bloody hell is wrong with you?" Our team captain Flint screams at me.
"She obviously was distracted like usual." Draco sneers making me ball my fist up.
"She has been sucking for the past few games." Flint grumbles.
"Sucking, she's bloody awful." Draco snaps making sure everyone on the field hears.
"There's never a difference in how she plays, she always brings us down." Some shouts.
I shake my head and push threw the circle yelling things at me. I walk back to the changing room and change as fast as possible. I walk back into the Great Hall to see the Gryffindors cheering for Harry. I walk back head out of there and to Professor Lupins room.
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Harry Potter Third Year
FanfictionIt's Amy RIddle's third year of Hogwarts. She's gone to live wiht Harry Potter and found her real father. Her hair turns red, she meets Professor R.J Lupin along the way.
