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Woot woot, I'm back from the dead.
My room wasn't that exciting, it's not like they would get past fluffy if they found the right door anyways. And if they told anyone they would just get in trouble for being on the third floor.
Walking down the halls the twins followed behind looking around like they never were on this floor. It's not like it's used very often. There are so many classrooms that are never used and it's kind of sad that we don't have enough teachers or extra curricular classes to fill them. Not like we have a shortage of students to fill the classrooms.
"Hey, Olivia." Fred tried to catch up with my pace. "If you had to pick a boyfriend, which one would it be? George or me?"
"Why is it between you and George? Maybe I like Harry or something?" I smirked glancing back to see both twins with an appalled look across their faces.
"Try being serious, Olivia." George shook his head.
"You like my kisses that much you wanna make it a regular thing?" I asked, placing my hands on my hips.
Fred rolled his eyes. George huffed. and they looked at each other for a split second before coming at me. I tried to back up but they hooked their arm with my arms and dragged me off to my room.
"Guys!"
"Olivia!" They said just as loud.
"I feel used, you only wanted to hang out with me to get on this floor and not get in trouble. I see how you are, you're playing mind games in hopes to distract me. But I know better." I would have crossed my arms but with the Weasley twins each holding an arm all I could do was make chicken dance motions.
The twins looked at eachother then at the painting of the women that guarded my door. "We need your password." Sometimes when they said things at the same time they scared me.
"No."
"You tell us everything else..." Fred mumbled.
"...Why not the password to your room?" George asked.
"Cause it's my room, if I need to get away from you guys this is the only place I could go without you following me."
"Now, why would you want to get away from us?" They asked, letting me go so I could face them. "I thought you loved us, Olivia?"
Rolling my eyes I looked to the fading mural of my mom watching us, not say a word. "Cause sometimes I need my space. This is my space that only you can be in when I tell you, besides.. Hi mother." I nodded to my mom and the door opened. "My painting is smart. It knows when it's me so I don't need a password." That's right, if they think I was just saying hi to the painting then they won't know that's the password.
"You're no fun," Fred pouted walking into the room. George followed right behind him. If I didn't know any better I would think they bought it. I guess we'll know if they figured it out if I ever get woken up by those too. Then again I know no one has entered my room besides Grandpa when I wasn't with them. Does that mean that only when someone of my mom's bloodline is around that the door can open in general? I've never tried that, I've always just assumed someone could use the password even if she isn't 'awake' . Maybe them knowing the password won't hurt. It could help to test some things.
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"Olivia!"
Turning around I saw Hermione walking my way. "Yes, love?"I asked, crossing my arms behind my back.
"Why didn't you come into town with us?" She asked, placing her hands on her hips and giving me a disappointing look.
"Going into town isn't my-"
"Maybe cause she didn't want to hang out with a mud blood like you." Draco sneered walking over to us in the stone hallway.
"I didn't ask for your input, Draco," I said, rolling my eyes. I turned my attention back to Hermione. "Like I was saying before I got rudely interrupted. I'm not a big one on going into town. I ended up hanging out with Fred and George."
"Those blood tr-"
"You hang out with them a lot, are you dating one of them."
"Her? Date someone below-"
"No, we're just friends. But they did bring that up. I'm only 11, I think I have a couple years before I start dating anybody seriously. Besides, they have two years on me. I would at least want to be 15-16 if I dated one of them"
"Sounds like you should just date someone your own age." Draco cut in. Where was his little group? Was he lost?
"Yes, Draco, very insightful. Could you go now? Or do you have a question?" I asked him and Hermione scrunched up her nose at him. He wasn't exactly a gryffindor favorite.
"Are you going to the Quidditch game tomorrow?" He asked me. His eyes not once looking over to Hermione.
"Why?"
"Just answer the question Dumbledore." Draco sneered.
"Yea, I guess," I said.
Smirking he raised his brow. "Guess I'll see you then. I'll save you a seat."
"Um." I didn't get to say anything cause he had already walked away and was around the corner.
"There goes not dating till you're older."
"It's not a date."
"Are you actually going to sit with him?!" Hermione asked, she looked back to where Draco had walked off to. "You can't be serious."
"I'm not going to sit with him. He was probably joking around anyways. I'm not going to embarrass myself and walk over there just for him to turn me down or make a jab at me."
"Except what if he was serious?"
"Then I'll be nice and sit next to him for a moment. Maybe. I already told Fred and George I would go and support them."
"Sounds like you really are dating the twins."
"I am not!"
"I wonder what they will have to say about your date with Malfoy."
"I'm not dating Malfoy."
"You might want to tell him that."
"He was standing here for most of our conversation, he should know that I'm waiting till I'm older."
"Yea, to date the twins."
"No."
"Yes. I mean that's what he probs heard. This is Malfoy after all. He's selfish and doesn't know how to take no for an answer. He's probably thinking he'll be able to swoop in before you give the twins a chance."
"And what if I don't want the twins of Draco? Hm? What if I want Harry or Ron or you? Luna? Pansy? Huh? I have options."
"Ron? Really? You sure you just don't have a thing for redheads?"
"I mean gingers are hot, but that's not what I'm saying. I'm trying to keep my options open so then I end up in a healthy relationship in the future."
"Yea, I guess. But like you said, you're 11."
"Yea, Like I said. We're not going to pretend that you didn't just ship me with three guys."
Raising her hands in the air she backed up a couple steps. Kind of was hoping you wouldn't notice, not going to lie."
"Uh huh."
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Fiksi PenggemarI'm tom riddles daughter. My mother was Amelia Dumbledore, daughter of Albus Dumbledore. My father had let the dark side of him take over one night when him and my mother were arguing with each other. My father ended up using one of the unforgivabl...