"Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering."― Nicole Krauss, "The History of Love"
| George Weasley |
| Prisoner of Azkaban -Deathly Hallows part 2 |
| Sequel to 'S...
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GEORGE PLACED A KISS ON Hazel's cheek as he slid next onto the bench next to her, "That was incredible," He repeated himself for what felt like the hundredth time.
"It truly was!" Lee added as he and Fred joined in.
Hazel rolled her eyes playfully but smiled nevertheless, "Stop it you guys," She told them, chuckling.
"I can't believe you argued with a Professor," Hermione huffed, overhearing the conversation the four seventh years were having. She looked completely and utterly shocked whilst Harry and Ron looked amused.
Hazel shrugged, "She kind of deserved it, Mione."
Fred scoffed, "'kind of' ? She definitely deserved it," He stated, earning a nod of agreement from both George and Lee.
"Well, Harry did the same thing," Hermione grumbled, narrowing her eyes at the spectacled boy who sheepishly grinned.
"No way!" Hazel cheered, glanced at Harry with an excited look on her face, "Three o'clock tomorrow?" She tilted her head.
He nodded.
Hazel's smile fell off her lips when she noticed the angry look Hermione was sending her. Clearing her throat, Hazel glanced back at Harry, "Wanna meet in the common room?" She asked, "Walk together to the pink torture room?"
Harry snorted, "Definitely," He said, clearing his throat.
"You coming to the trials with us?" Fred suddenly asked, glancing down at his wrist watch before he looked at Hazel.
The brunette nodded her head, "Well someone responsible has to be there, don't they."
George chuckled at the offended expression on Lee's face, "I'll be there," He interjected, pointing to himself.
Hazel shared an amused look with George, "Exactly," She said, looking at Lee with a teasing smile on her face. He rolled his eyes before throwing a scrunched up parchment at her, one that she moved out of the way and caused it to fly past her head and hit a Hufflepuff in the back of their head.
Hazel, Fred and George all stifled their laughter when the blonde Hufflepuff turned around to glare daggers at Lee, before standing up and storming out of the Great Hall.
"Trials?" Hermione asked, looking at the four seventh years with a stern look on her face. Ever since she had become a Prefect, Hazel noticed the bushy haired girl seemed to become slightly bossy.
"Oh, would you look at that?" George asked sarcastically, he grabbed Fred's wrist and took a quick glance at the watch, "We need to go now. It's our bedtime, goodnight all!" He exclaimed, jumping from his seat, since he was holding Hazel's hand she flew up with him, an amused grin on her face as she followed him out of the Great Hall. Fred and Lee weren't far behind as they kept fake yawning until they finally exited the Hall and Hermione's eyes weren't on them anymore.
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HAZEL WAS SEATED ON THE common room couch. Her legs were outstretched on the coffee table in front of her. She had just finished writing her usual letters to her father and grandfather, and decided to finally pay attention to the trials the twins were holding merely a few seats away from her.
Her dark eyes widened as she watched the young first and second years slumping down in their seats one by one. A couple of them even slid down to the ground as Hazel watched in horror.
"That's enough!" Hermione's loud voice suddenly filled the air, she stormed over to the group, an outraged look on her face.
Hazel snorted at the look on Hermione's face but quickly covered it up with a cough when the bushy haired girl turned her way.
"I told you earlier, you can't test your rubbish on students!" Hermione yelled, turning her attention back to the twins and Lee, her face getting redder.
"We're paying them!" Fred fought back.
"I don't care!" Hermione argued, "It could be dangerous."
"Rubbish," Fred muttered, shaking his head with a tired look in his eyes.
"Calm down, Hermione. They're fine," Lee said. Hazel watched as Lee walked from one sleeping student to the other, placing a small green coloured sweet into their mouths.
"Yeah, see, they're coming round now," George told her, nodding towards the young students, that were, in fact, beginning to wake up and glance around their surroundings, confused expressions painted on their faces, "Feel all right?" He asked, glancing at a young boy lying at his feet.
"I-I think so," The boy nodded, he began to stand up with the help from the ginger haired seventh year.
"Excellent," Fred said, clapping his hands together, an excited smile appearing on his face.
Hazel couldn't deny the proud feeling she held for the twins. They were doing exactly what they wanted - and were incredibly talented in - and it was clearly becoming a success.
"Course it is, they're alive, aren't they?" Lee stated, motioning to all the young students that seemed to be right as rain.
"You can't do this, what if you made one of them really ill?" Hermione questioned, glaring at the twins before her eyes snapped over to Hazel, "How come you haven't stopped them?"
Hazel's eyes widened from shock. She definitely wasn't expecting Hermione to turn to her. The brunette shrugged, slightly enjoying the annoyance painted on the bushy haired girl's face, "I paid good money for this."
Hermione's eyes looked as if they were going to pop out of her eye sockets, "What?!" She screeched causing Fred - who was the closest to her - to jump three feet into the air.
"We're not going to make them ill," George spoke up, re-gaining Hermione's attention, "We've already tested them on ourselves. This is just to see if everyone reacts the same--"
Hermione crossed her arms over her chest, "If you don't stop I'm going to--"
"Put us in detention?" Fred asked, raising an eyebrow challengingly.
"Make us write lines?" George added, standing up from his chair before plopping himself down next to Hazel.
"No," Hermione said, eerily calm, "I'll write to your mother."
"You wouldn't!" Fred gasped, taking a step back from her.
"Oh, yes, I would," Hermione declared. She huffed once again and with a satisfied smirk on her face, she turned around and walked back over to Harry and Ron; who were silently watching the amusing scene unfolding before their eyes.
"You don't think she'll do it?" George asked, glancing between Fred, Lee and Hazel, a nervous look on his face.
Hazel smiled sadly at him and placed her hand on his shoulder, "For your sake, I really hope she doesn't, Georgie."
