Daughter of Black

1.11

With everything that was going on with Harry, I found myself struggling during my finals. Transfiguration was simple. I never really had much trouble with that class. Charms was a little more challenging but it was an oral exam so it was much easier. DADA and Potions were classes that I had a little bit of trouble with already, so the finals were more challenging. Astronomy was practically impossible. Herbology and History of Magic were both a walk in the park. But I was more worried about the twins. If I had difficulty on some of those classes, they were really struggling. Unless they managed to find some way to cheat... again. I walked out of my last class, Angie and the twins following close behind me. Fred and George were talking up a storm but I didn't hear a word they were saying. "Earth to Mira... Hello?" A hand waved right in front of my face and I stopped walking, staring at the hand. I looked up, seeing it was connected to George. I looked around, seeing Angie and Fred ahead of us now. When did they get so far ahead? I looked back at George, who looked slightly concerned but he also wore a smug look on his face.

"Hi George. Why are we stopped?" I asked him, laughing.

"You were completely zoned out. You nearly bumped into 4 people." I gave him a smile and looped my arm through his as I forced us to keep walking.

"Just concerned about the finals. How do you think you did?" I asked him, looking up at him. He pulled a face. We both knew I was avoiding his concern but he went along with it anyways.

"Well I copied your answers... So how did I do?" I gaped at him, hitting his arm.

"You did not!" I yelled at him. He just laughed and shook his head.

"No, I didn't. Wouldn't want to get you in trouble, now would we?" I rolled my eyes as we walked.

"I don't think I did too well anyways..." I tell him, shaking my head.

"I'm sure you did amazing. Or at least much better than you think you did." I laugh and rest my head on his arm.

"George Weasley you sure know how to make a girl smile and forget about her problems." I feel George smile down at me, but he doesn't say anything as we walk back to the common room.

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I sat in the common room with Fred and George. They had finally gotten me to relax, the three of us cracking jokes and playing small pranks on people as they passed by. We were just about to pull another prank when I saw Harry, Ron and Hermione enter the common room. "I'll be right back." I said to the twins as I walked over to the group. "What's with the long faces?"

"We're going down the trapdoor. Tonight." Harry told me. My smile fell from my face as I stared back at them.

"Ok. I'll go with you. And you're not leaving without me this time."

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The four of us walked across the Gryffindor common room, trying to be quiet. We heard a croaking and I looked back to see who it was. I looked at Harry and he stopped, looking at the back of a chair. "Trevor shh! Go, you shouldn't be here!" Ron muttered. Another boy walked from around the chair and looked back at us.

"Neither should you. You're sneaking out again, aren't you?" I looked at the others, not sure who this was.

"Now, Neville, listen. We were-" I looked back at Neville and sighed.

"No! I won't let you!" He holds out his fists, unsure of himself. "You'll get Gryffindor in trouble again! I-I'll fight you." I sighed, pulling out my wand.

"I'm really sorry about this Neville." I point my wand at him. "Petrificus Totalus." Neville is frozen and he falls backwards onto the ground. I put my wand back into my pocket. I prop him into the chair so that he is at least comfortable as I look back to the group. "Let's get on with this." They nod and we walk out of the common room.

"You're a little scary sometimes... you know that? Brilliant, but scary." I smile back at Ron and shake my head.

"Thanks Ronald."

The four of us somehow fit under the Invisibility cloak. Not comfortably. Ron kept stepping on some of our toes. But it was the only way to sneak past and get to the trapdoor. Hermione draws out her wand and points it at the door. "Alohomora." She murmurs, making the door open. When we get inside, we take the cloak off. Especially since the big scary dog that they were talking about, was asleep.

"Wait a minute... he's... Sleeping." I look at the dog. Sleeping, it is kind of cute.

"Snape's already been here. He's put a spell on the harp." We approach the sleeping dog, carefully.

"Uh. It's got horrible breath!" Ron says as the dog breathes on him, still sleeping.

"We have to move its paw." Harry says, as he looks down at its paw, which is covering the trapdoor. I sighed. Ron looked terrified but we grabbed the paw, pushing it away. I open the door and look down.

"I'll go first. Don't follow until I give you a sign." I tell the three of them. They all nod, agreeing that it's a good idea. "If something bad happens, get yourselves out..." I pause, not hearing the music that I was hearing earlier. "Does it seem a bit... quiet?" I ask them, scared of the answer.

"The harp. It stopped playing." I laughed under my breath, shaking my head. Of course it did. That's just great. Drool from one head comes down on Ron's shoulder. All of us look up seeing the three headed dog standing above us, growling. Fluffy barks and growls, thrashing. It breaks the harp and dives at us. With my eyes wide, I push the three of them towards the trapdoor.

"Go!" I shout at them, the four of us rushing down the trapdoor.