Lyra Malfoy ( A George Weasley love story)

Part 8- Dance parties and Detention...

It was a couple days later and Fred, George, Angelina and Lee were eating breakfast in their usual spot, out by the lake. Usually Lyra was there as well, but not this morning.

They all sat under the shade of a big tree, Angelina reading a book, Lee sleeping and Fred and George eating.

"Hey Ange where's Lyra? Did she sleep in again?" George mumbled eating his muffin.

"She just told me she would meet up with us for class, asked me to get her an apple, why what are you thinking in that devious head of yours?" She said giving him a weary look.

George got up from the grass and collected his things , "You have so little faith in me Johnson, I'm just gonna see what old Lyra's doing." He looked back at them, "You coming?"

The group glanced at each other and sighed picking up their book bags and breakfast's hurrying to catch up with the Weasley boy.

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"Um, what are we looking at?" Angelina whispered to the others.

All four of them were standing in the Gryffindor common room, staring at Lyra. She had a large book entitled Advanced Defence Against the Dark Arts , written by Galatea Merrythought in her hand. She also had muggle headphones a friend had once gifted to her in her ears, dancing and singing along as she read.

"I have no idea..." George whispered back.

Lee coughed to signal the group was there, Lyra whirled around and her face lit up. She quickly put her book away in her bag and took off her headphones, so that the music began to play loud and they could all hear it.

"What is happening? What is that music?" asked Angelina, confused.

"It's I'm still standing, by Elton John, come on guys, dance with me!" Lyra huffed as she pulled George towards her and began to dance jumping up and down, flipping her hair and singing along.  Soon they all followed her lead and started to dance.  George marveled in how beautiful Lyra looked dancing, as if she had no care in the world, she brightened any room she walked into and now she had all of her friends dancing to a song at 7:30am.

The song eventually ended to the groups dismay and Lyra looked at her watch, threw her books in her bag and shouted, "Last one to Snape's  is buying all our Butter Beers at the Leaky cauldron next Hogsmade trip!" she took off.

The rest followed after her running through the halls pushing each other trying to get there first. Lyra looked back to her friends, Angelina tripped Fred causing him to fall flat on his face shouting a string of curses, also putting him dead last. George tried unsuccessfully to get the lead on Lee who was right behind Lyra in second place.

This is what she had been yearning for, people like this to create joy in her life, this was her chosen family, she knew it in that very moment. In Lyra's life up until that day nothing had ever been certain, but she was certain about them.

Lyra bloody loved those fools.

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George's pencil tapped the edge of his desk in DADA. Once again they had the pleasure of listening to their windbag professor talk about his many adventures, which were probably all lies to make himself look like a hero.

"You up for a prank?"  George scribbled on a piece of paper and handed to Lyra. 

"Yes anything to make this prat stop talking... "  she wrote back.

Needless to say their prank ended with Professor Lockheart running out of his own classroom, getting attacked by his bird that once resided on his desk in a cage screaming, "CLASS DISMISSED! CLASS DISMISSED!"

The entire class erupted into laughter and eventually everyone filed out of the classroom taking their books with them, until all that was left of the class was Lyra, Fred and George snickering. "Well what should we do with the rest of our afternoon?" Fred questioned. Before his twin could get another word out however, Lyra gasped in surprise. "It's snowing! Guys it's snowing!! I have to go outside!" Without waiting for her companions, Lyra jumped out the window. 

Giving each other a look of panic the boys bolted toward the window and let out a sigh or relief, seeing Lyra safely on the ground and running towards a group of third years who were currently participating in a snow ball fight. "How did she do that?" Fred asked his brother, "we are on the 4th floor!"  George said nothing  as he watched Lyra hit a kid in the face with a snowball. He simply shrugged his  shoulders and laughed as he left the classroom to meet up with her. Soon Fred followed muttering about his crazy friends as he went. 

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A few hours of fun in the snow later, and George and Lyra were given a detention for disturbing the day's earlier lesson. But they couldn't really be that bothered, it was worth it too spend time together.