That Damn Weasley Charm II G.W

Part 3, Chapter 30- OWL Exams are harder than you would think

"Well, I think I failed. Two hour written exam and a two-hour practical test? You've got to be kidding me." Emma says as we leave the great hall after our first OWL.

"It feels like my brain is on fire." Fred groans. We stand outside of the hall together waiting for the professors to make it so we can eat lunch in there before our next exam. Fred stands behind Emma and wraps his arms around her neck and rests his chin on the top of her head. Her height makes it really easy to use her as a human pillow.

George pulls me into his chest and hugs me. We sway softly side to side. "Care of Magical Creatures has to be easier though right? I mean it's Hagrid's exam." George says looking at all our friends.

"The professors don't write the OWL exams, the ministry does. So as long as Hagrid taught us the right material then we should be okay." I say into George's chest.

Lee and Walter groan at the same time. "So we're fucked is what you're saying to me right now," Walter says.

"I'm saying. We studied hard and we understand the material. We'll move onto sixth year and in the classes we need to take. Trust me."

The great hall doors open again which means we can head back in for lunch. "The worst part of all this? We have to take our exams in the dining hall. It would far less scary if we could take them in our class rooms." Emma says. We all walk back into the hall and go to our house tables.

"What happens if we don't pass with the grades we need to pass?" Walter says when we are seated.

"That won't happen." I encourage him. Plates appear on the table and food begins to float down from the head of the table.

"Okay but what if it does? You're the only one that's really book smart in our group." Emma grabs the plate of sandwiches out from the air and puts a few on her plate. She passes the platter around to us and lets it fly out of her hands again.

"Aunt Narcissa always told us that the worst thing that could happen to us is that we would have to repeat a year. So I'm assuming that's what would happen if you didn't like the grade you got. And with our NEWT years coming up we have to score either O's or E's to move on."

Walter chokes, "There's no way in the world I'm repeating this year."

Lunch was very quiet, only the gentle clinking of dishes is heard throughout the entire hall. Its that time of year, doesn't matter what year you're in, you're stressed out of your mind. No matter how badly I want to leave school, live my life the way I want without the pressure of my family, I don't think I'll ever be ready to take my NEWTs.

After lunch everyone files out of the room and the fifth and seventh year students taking their Care of Magical Creatures exam bum around in the corridor till we can go back in. "Quick, what are the relatives of a Puffskein?" Lee asks to no one in particular.

"Appaloosa Puffskein, and the Fanged Puffskein. But the common Puffskein is the one that many witches and wizards have for pets." Emma says.

"And while there are other breeds of Puffskein, those were bred illegally by curious wizards and the ministry is really pissed off about it." I explain.

"Yeah make sure you include that part on your test papers, 'the ministry is really pissed off about it' you'll get full marks." George jokes.

The big doors open up behind us and Hagrid steps out into the corridor, "righ' then. Fifth years in the front of ter room, Sev'ns in ter ba'k. Yer name's are on te desk that I need yer to sit at. I'll rin' ta bell and yer turn ta tes' o'er and begin. Ya got four hou's to fin'sh yer tests." Hagrid says. His accent seems to get thicker when he's nervous.