The Cassiopeia Project [George Weasley] ✓

TWO

The sun shone brightly through the dorm's curtains when Cassie woke up. None of her dormmates was awake yet, so she dressed up as quietly as she could in the bathroom and went downstairs, to the Gryffindor common room, with her Transfiguration book in hand.

Turned out, it was seven o'clock in the morning, so almost everyone was still fast asleep and there were still two hours until the first class. Cassie made the most of the deserted room, reading peacefully as her fellow housemates started waking up and going to breakfast. Hardly anyone spared a second glance towards the weird girl reading a Transfiguration book the first day of school at almost eight in the morning, and she was thankful for that, because that allowed her to immerse herself in the book and forget reality for a while.

"Hey, new girl! Moore, isn't it?"

Cassie almost jumped from her seat, having not noticed the two red-headed boys approaching her from the boys' staircase.

"Hi." She answered shyly, not looking up from her book.

"Look at that, George, she's already studying!" Exclaimed one of them, feigning horror at the Transfiguration book. The other, George, put on a fake grimace, causing Cassie to blush furiously.

"You guys leave her alone." Angelina intervened, having just stepped into the common room followed by Alicia Spinnet, who was also their dormmate.

Fred and George snickered and backed out from the scene, leaving for breakfast. Angelina and Alicia approached Cassie, who was still a bit red, but smiling slightly at the sight of the two girls.

"Good morning." She said politely, and both girls smiled.

"I don't think we had the chance to meet last night. I'm Alicia." Said the chaser, smiling and stretching out her hand.

Cassie shook Alicia's hand, smiling a bit broader.

"How about we go for breakfast?" Suggested Angelina, and Cassie's stomach growled in agreement, causing the girls' laughter.

When they arrived at the Great Hall, it was already past eight, which meant that everyone was having breakfast at the time. Cassie sat next to the two girls and in front of the Weasley twins, who were goofing around with a strip of bacon. A tiny smile appeared on the corner of her lips when one of them smacked the other on the face with it.

The quiet girl picked up some scrambled eggs while Angelina and Alice argued about who would win in a muggle fight; Snape or Filch. Snape was their Potions teacher, as Angelina had told her the day before, and he was known for his favouritism towards the Slytherins. Cassie briefly glanced at him, sitting at the teacher's table with a cold expression, and decided that it would be best not to cross him. Thankfully, she wasn't bad at Potions, which had been her mother's favourite subject.

"I mean, Snape looks kind of like a twig underneath all those black robes." Alicia commented, munching on her cereal. Angelina stifled a laugh.

"But Filch is old, as in, a bad kind of old." The latter argued. Cassie arched both eyebrows.

"Who's Filch?" She asked.

The Weasley twins suddenly stopped eating and looked directly at her, a serious expression in both faces.

"Who's Filch?!" Said the one in front of Angelina.

"He's like, our hero!" The other exclaimed.

"We love him dearly."

Cassie didn't understand why her friends looked like they were ready to burst out laughing, until Alicia spoke again.

"He's the caretaker." She explained. "Fred and George love to mess with him."