the girl who lived

PART I - 11

A few months passed since Hermione and I last talked. She was spending so much time with Ron and Harry. As much as I tried to not care, I couldn't help but feel sad and slightly jealous. She was ny friend, not theirs. She wouldn't become her friend if it wasn't for me saving her from that troll. Anyway, I would be lying if I said that she wasn't searching for moments to talk with me. I haven't gave her that chance. I was hanging out only with Raven. Ever since our bonding, we were inseparable. Even though it hurt me to ignore Hermione like that, I couldn't just go to her, not after what she did to me.

After the winter break was over I didn't realise how fast has the second term almost ended as well. It was the end of May. Outside was a nice warm weather. Everyone was outside enjoying the weather, some were deepening their feet into the black lake. However the first years couldn't enjoy this. The finals were approaching faster than expected. Unfortunately for the first years, they were the last ones to take the exams.

I was in the library, reviewing the lessons which were taught in History of Magic, also being the last exam of the year. A few minutes later I decided to go to class earlier so I could have a last minute study. As I was walking to the class, knowing the corridors were empty, I bumped into someone making me fall and my books and notes flew across the corridor. Unfortunately for me, I was alone. Raven was in the Great Hall with the cousin and his so called friends, meaning if the person I bumped into was Hermione then I had no excuse but have to talk with her. I looked up and to my relief, it was a boy. He looked so familiar. He had bright red hair, brown eyes, freckles here and there. He haven't changed a bit since I last saw him that summer. Only  that he looked a bit strange than the last time. He offered me a hand after I took it he pulled me up. I arranged my robe and got the nonexistent dust off.

"Oops, my bad. Sorry I wasn't looking where I was going.", he said picking up my books and notes then giving them to me.

"I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have been reading while walking.", after a few moments of silence I decided to break it. "I think I should go. My exam will start momentarily. Well it was nice seeing you again", I was about to leave when ge stopped me.

"Do I know you?", what he said made my heart sink.

"I- um- we met in Diagon Alley. At Flourish and Blotts. It doesn't matter, you don't remember.", I tried to get away again but he stopped me again.

"I think I'm the wrong person", he said smirking, which made me feel even more bad, so i looked down. "But I think I know who you were talking about.", he looked over my shoulder, "Oi, Fred come here", he yelled to someone behind me. I looked at him confused. Wasn't...he Fred?

I looked behind me and saw the exact same person who was standing before me. He was now standing beside me.

"What is it George?", he looked on my way. "Oh hey there, Snape's daughter was it?", he said smirking. I couldn't say anything. I was still shocked of what I was seeing.

"I'm just kidding. Hey, Evelyn. Long time, no see. Well I have seen you hanging out with our little brother once or twice."

"Th-there is t-two of you?", I asked almost silently. They looked at each other and started to laugh.

"Well you can say that", the other one said.

"We're identical twins."

"Yeah, you see he's Fred-"

"And he's George."

"I- um- I did not expected this."

"Yeah, well you see, we kinda get that a lot", said George.

"Most people can't tell us apart, not even Lee or our mother", continued Fred laughing.

"I can tell you apart", they looked at me curious.