The Unknown Love Of George Weasley

A Wrong Turn Of Events

It was somewhere between mid-October and early November. George, Fred, Ally and I were sitting in the common rooms, when the portrait hole opens to find Harry mumbling and holding his hand.

"Hey Harry... whats wrong?" I ask

"The new DATDA, Professor Umbridge is a witch. Instead of learning spells, she makes us read out of a bloody book! A BOOK! Also, whenever anyone gets a detention she makes us write lines with her blood quill," Harry shows us his bloody hand and I gasp.

"She can't possibly do this! Why hasen't anyone said anything?!" I shout, much anger filling my voice.

"I don't know, but after Christmas you four will be joining us for DATDA class,"

I groan. I know I'm going to get in so much trouble with this bloody women.

"Guys... I think we'll have some fun with this women," George says, michefit evident across his face

"Oh," Harry says. "Make sure you guys don't do anything reckless or throw any parties. Umbridge is making up these stupid rules. Go check them out yourselves,"

"Thanks Harry, but we'll pass," Says George.

"Alright well I'll see you guys later," and with that he goes off to find Ron and

"Hey... Hannah. Can I talk to you?" Ally ask me. She's been quit for a few days now, she hasn't spoken to anyone or made much eye contact.

"Sure, lets head to the dormitories"

We quickly walk up the stairs, knowing this will probably be an important conversation.

"So what's up?" I ask.

"My uncle is leaving with his girlfriend again, so I'll have nobody for a while. I was wondering if I could stay with you if you're going home,"

"I'd love for you to stay, but this is something you need to ask Fred and George. I don't go home anymore. I live at the Burrow now since my aunt is a horrid women. I'm sure they'd be glad to have you stay over,"

"You think?" She ask, with a hint of worry.

"Of course silly! Mrs. Weasley would love to have another child in the house, especially a girl,"

'Well good.. but I have another issue now," She says, not looking at me

"What is it?" I say, worry overcoats my voice.

"Draco wants me back... and he kissed me,"

Bloody hell. This git. I'm going to beat the shit out of him and I'll make him pay.

"I'll be right back, Ally."

Before she could respond I stomp out of the common room, ignoring George and Fred's calls and make my way to the Slytherin common rooms. Of course luck gets the best of me and I spot Draco snogging Pansy. Ew. Just plain ew. I rip Draco off of Pansy and throw him to the ground. Pansy gives me a death glare. I shoot her a snarl and she backs away.

"What the hell Deadman?!" He shouts.

"So... I hear you want Ally back, is that correct ferret?" 

His face turns a bright red and snarls at me. " I wouldn't want that filthy half-blood back over my dead body!"

Oh he did not just say that. The rage inside me grows and I fiercely punch Draco again and again, hoping to damage that "perfect face" of his.

"That's enough, Miss.Deadman." Said the high shrilly voice.

I turn around and come face to face with a bobble like pink toad, with a bunch of cat pins. Her hair was short and curly, so it framed her face well. Her beady little eyes went from Draco to I. Her lips were pursed in a tight, pink line. What the hell is this persons problem?