three third time lucky?
Wednesday, September 8th, 1993
Hogwarts!!!My friends are full of SHITE!
How many times did they tell me that I should give a certain someone a second chance? ABOUT A MILLION!!!
What does he go and do? GET US BOTH DETENTIONS FOR A WEEK!
SO, here's how the story goes.
we woke up normal time ( thankfully no late starts today, phew! ) went and had breakfast in the great hall, went to transfiguration and divination, cried, went to break, went to double herbology, cried again, almost got my finger bit off by a bastard plant, went to lunch, went to potions. so you know a pretty bog-standard, run of the mill, typical day for me. that is UNTIL potions.
Now, diary, I don't know how good your memory skills are but if you can remember I sit next to Fred and George Weasley in potions. so potions is never gonna be a bog-standard, run of the mill, typical lesson from now on. like merlin, these are the people that spent the first TWO WEEKS of first year convincing people they were TRIPLETS, the same people that have been trying to SHAVE OFF DUMBLEDORE'S BEARD for the past two years. im almost certain there doing drugs daily! WORST OF ALL, that's my ex. MERLIN!
BUT, they can be pretty amusing, so keep this between me and you diary, BUT I went to potions with 99% of me dreading the lesson, 1% of me interested as to if they were going to blow up snapes store cupboard or something dumb like that.
"Hello Class" Snape said, as drab as ever as we walked in
"Good day, sir!" Fred chirped with an incredibly juxtaposing energy
Snape blabbered on a bit about the draught of peace we were supposed to be making, I was half paying attention, half dreaming about the new copy of vogue mum had sent over. that was until he said "you'll be working with the person sat next to you, due to ... limited supplies"
I turned to my left. no one there
I turned to my right, frED FUCKING WEASLEY!
NOPE.
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Oh, Evie ━ Fred Weasley
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