"Get off me!" I yelled, struggling to get up.
Hermione readjusted herself on my chest, her knees pinning down my arms.
"Nope."
"Mom, stop it!" cried three red-heads at the door of the room.
"Kids?"
"Hugo! Rose! Conner!" I cried, and stopped struggling, looking up at Conner.
"Kids, not now," Hermione said, putting a blade to my neck.
"Mom, get off my girlfriend!" Connor exclaimed.
"Your girl- wait, WHAT?!"
"We're dating," I responded.
"Shut up, Riddle," Hermione said, pressing down on the blade.
"OW!"
I could feel beads of hot blood dripping down my neck.
I moaned.
"HERMIONE WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
"Albus, really-"
"UNCLE RON!" Albus yelled down the hall, "HERMIONE'S TORTURING IZZY AGAIN!"
