Finley was extremely grateful for the fact that it was a Sunday morning, they don't have classes until the next day. That was how she had time to gather extra sleep without the other three versions of herself pestering her. Without the amulet on her neck was weird, she missed having the semi heavy thing on her neck that kept her at bay. This was the first time she went to sleep without it and it didn't do her any wonders, she felt violated with people speaking to her in her dreams.
"Finley, you're food is getting cold," Heart voiced to her as both of them sat on the Hufflepuff table in the great hall. Since the morning Heart woke her up, she's been spacing out repeatedly that she actually tripped over her own two feet while she was dressing up for the day.
"Do you want to go to the hospital wing? Maybe the mediwitch here can help you," Heart suggested to her friend worriedly.
"No, it's fine."
"But really, you should—"
"Heart please, I'm okay," Finley insisted, the two of them went quiet again whilst eating their own food.
To Finley's fortune it was a Hogsmaede visit today, it only meant that she can finally introduce Heart to her best friends from Slytherin. It would certainly take away Heart's mind off of the bad dreams she saw her having that morning. "Do you want to go to three broomsticks first on our Hogsmaede visit?"
Heart smiled excitedly, she was finally getting to know the two boys who turned their dorm into a hoarding house with the amount of gifts Finley was getting. Every other day Finley would either receive some books, some would be ribbons whatever that was about, other days it would be flowers that were too pretty to let die.
"I hope they're as charming as the gifts they send you," Heart says as she remembers the gifts Finley has been getting. Half of the things that were sent, Finley didn't even bother to open with how packed their schedule had been before they came here.
"And you'll find out who sent the Howler," Finley pipes in. That Howler was left unopened and it exploded in their dorm, one of Heart's essays was burnt in the process.
"One of them did it?"
"Well maybe."
Just before Finley could get one last bite from her breakfast, a familiar mop of red hair approached them. Two were twins, the other one she didn't expect to approach her at all. "Morning Finney faery," the twins chorused.
"Morning boys," Finley smiled at the two and she slowly looked at Ron who looked to be nervous at what he was going to say next.
"Ron," she acknowledges him, having him snap out of his more than nervous state and she thought he'd be. Not that she actually thought that he should be nervous around her and all that.
"What do you want?" Finley asks coldly, she wasn't interested in entertaining him after how he spoke to Harry that evening in the Gryffindor common room, she was still upset about that. "I need to talk to you."
"Bold of you to assume that I would like to speak to you," she says with her nose high, making Ron look small under gaze.
"Finley, this is serious," Ron explains, but upon looking into his eyes, Finley wouldn't have a choice but to listen.
"I'll catch up with you later—" Finley turned to Heart but she could already see her standing up from her seat as the twins dragged her away from the table.
"Heart!"
"I'll see you later!" Heart waved good bye as she had her arm around George and Fred's arms as they exited the great hall.
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Miss Slytherin
Fanfiction"That's odd," Finley finally spoke as they arrived at the wall where they found the door last Christmas. "Shouldn't there be a door here?" She asked Draco who only smiled at her. "That's where you're wrong Evans, what we found last Christmas was t...
