Sophia Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

Chapter 14

Inside the box was a piece of shimmering green fabric. I gently lifted it out of the box, careful to keep it neatly folded. I needed to examine it further. It almost reminded me of something. I couldn't remember what but it reminded me of something.
I gasped.
It looked like, but wait it couldn't be...
"What is it?" Harry asked. Ron and him were crowded around me, trying to get a good look at the anonymous present.
"I can't be sure...but..." I trailed off.
"But what?" This time it was Ron who spoke.
"I think that it may be an invisibility cloak, the invisibility cloak, actually." I answered, running the soft fabric through my fingers. It was incredibly thin.
I couldn't get my hopes up.
Can't get my hopes up.
Ron snorted, "Sure it is."
"What's an invisibility cloak?" Harry asked.
I swear, sometimes I can't believe I'm related to him. "It's a cloak that you put on that makes you become invisible." I told him, waving my arms in weird gestures and speaking slowly like talking to a small child.
"Oh," he said his cheeks turning bright red.
I tore my gaze away from him.
"There's no harm in trying it on," Ron said. He was pointing at me and gesturing for me to put it on.
"Why don't you do it?" I questioned.
"You're closest," he answered like a little baby.
I stood up and took a deep breath. "Here goes nothing." I closed my eyes and draped the shimmering material over my body. As soon as the fabric touched my skin I heard a loud gasp from behind me.
"What?! What, is it?!" I shrieked, panicking. I still hadn't opened my eyes.
"It...made...your...body...disappear." I reluctantly opened my eyes and looked at the two boys in front of me. They looked like they had just seen a ghost. I slowly and turned my gaze down to rest on my body, or what should have been my body, instead, all I saw was the carpet that I was standing on.
"Whoa..." This was so cool. My body just disappeared. It was gone. Never to be seen again. Wait, no. I hope my body will be seen again. Just to make sure, I ripped the cloak off me, watching as my legs and torso came back into view.
"Guys, look at this." I gestured to my body, "One second she's here, then she's gone the next," I said, pulling the material back up to cover me again.
"Haha, you're so funny," Harry teased.
"You're just jealous that you didn't come up with it yourself," I blurted back. Suddenly, an idea came to my mind. Something important. "What if we use this cloak to get into the Restricted Section?"
The boys were silent for a couple minutes. then they started to slowly say, "Yeah, I guess it could work."

The rest of the day went by perfectly, literally perfectly. After breakfast Fred and George came over we spent the whole time coming up with new pranks. I'm like their go-to-girl for the planning and partaking of said pranks. Draco was gone so Harry couldn't get in anymore arguments with him.
Besides this, the fact that we had come up with a plan to sneak into the library using the invisibility cloak after dusk had gotten my nerves all riled up. This new plan was a lot more trustworthy than the one that included Peeves in it, than any plan that had Peeves included in it.
The Christmas dinner was splendid, although I can't really remember much anything about it. I was too busy going over different scenarios in my mind to see what could go wrong or right tonight. I didn't really eat much anything either, I was too distracted to take notice of any of my surroundings, including the fact that I had received a letter when the owls had brought the Christmas mail in. Harry had to shake my shoulder hard to get me to notice I had gotten something.
"What...?" I asked warily, still stuck in the daydream.
"You got something." Harry said, handing me the small parcel, but when I went to take it, he suddenly pulled his hand back. "And its from Malfoy."
You could practically hear the venom in his mouth.
This was not a shock to me at all. Ever since we were little Professor McGonagall would force me to send a card and small present we picked out together to Draco for Christmas. I didn't really mind it, since we were semi-friends and it usually only took me a couple of minutes to complete his card. Although confused at first, Draco started to send me cards on Christmas too and it had sort-of developed into our own kind of Christmas tradition. Mostly, our cards to each other were horrible puns and pick-up lines that only we would get.
It was also Draco's way of defying his parents.