Slytherin Weasley

Chapter 16

The rest of the year passed quickly and rather peacefully for Daph, Addy and I at least. I knew that Ron, Harry and Hermione were up to something as I'd never seen Ron spend so much time near a book as he had this year in the library. Classes got more difficult as we approached the end of year exams, but I managed to scrape my way through even getting an O on my potions essay on antidotes.
Okay, okay I copied Addy's but he doesn't know that so I milked that for at least two weeks.
Fred, George and I pranked mercilessly, having locates the other passageways connecting the common rooms. Cedric Diggory made a scene in the great hall the morning after we put itching powder in his shoes and had to be escorted the the hospital wing my Professor Sprout. Rodger Davies couldn't figure out why his school tie keep changing colour. We charmed it to change every time he said the word "Quidditch". That lasted for two weeks, before, finally, Professor Flitwick intervened and performed a counter charm and it all came to an end.

I was sat in the common room working on an essay for Ancient runes whilst Daph painted her fingernails and Addy polished his Broom.
"I can not believe that we have to sit exams in two weeks" Daph whined, blowing into her emerald green nails.
I rolled my eyes and moved my parchment further up and kept writing. Addy scoffed, "How?" He put down the polish and looked at her, "We've known all year." He sots back, in his chair and turns back to his broom.
"Well I know that" Daph said airily, starting to apply a second coat "But two weeks and I can't even remember what I had for Breakfast" she whined. I laughed, throwing my head back and dropping my quill into the ink pot. She glared at me until I calmed down enough to talk. My body still shook as I said, Daph you literally have a rota of what you eat each day, Self-Care and all that crap!" She sticks here tongue out and me playfully, "Well just because you can eat whatever you want and not get fat"
"No I don't get fat because I play Quidditch almost everyday, and I'm almost always late so I run to every lesson" She just sticks her tongue out and turns back to her nails. She doesn't stay quiet for long until she's talking again. I don't really pay attention, choosing to focus on writing until I hear my name. "- Immy that we're going to win the Quidditch and probably House cup again this year. But I heard that the Malfoy boy was after her position on the team." Addy goes to reply but I cut him off with a scoff.
"I'd like to see him try, if I'm half as good as Charlie, and he could have played for England, that boy couldn't touch my spot with a ten foot pole"  Daphne laughs as Addy says in a lowered voice, "I heard that you were in the running for Captain next year as Hendricks is leaving"
"He couldn't even touch the team with a ten foot pole, if I'm captain that slimey git has got another thing coming" I say with and evil smile.

Over the next two weeks, the teachers push us harder and harder until exams start when they push us even harder, until suddenly they're all over. There's just a week until the end of term, and most of us are relaxing, drifting from class to class waiting until the summer begins.
Of course, Harry fucking Potter, the boy who fucking lived had to go anf come up with some hair brained plan that almost got him killed and drag my precious ickle Ronnie-kind with him. Fred, George and I spent a very anxious day, pacing outside the hospital wing, waiting to be let into see him. Percy was no where to be seen and Madam Pomfreu wouldn't let us through the doors until evening when she finally cam out and calmly said "He's awake."
My nerves were fried and I was scared, and angry, I'd cried a lot and my hands would not stop shaking. Walking into the hospital wing, my eyes found Ron and I hurried over to him, wrapping my arms around him and letting out a great gust of air that I hadn't realised I was holding.
"Hey Immy -" he began sheepishly but I shut him up with a look.
"Don't you 'hey Immy' me! What the hell do you think you were doing? You could have died!" I cried, become shriller and shriller. Fred put his hand on my shoulder and rubbed,
"Hey calm down, he's okay"
"Yeah look at him all in one piece" George added.
"I told Mum I would keep you safe and how am I supposed to do that if you keep putting yourself in danger! First the troll now this!"  I say angrily looking at Ron. He grins sheepishly and, looks to Fred and George.
"Come on Immy, don't tell me that you wouldn't have done exactly the same thing if you'd had the chance" George said with a laugh.
"Come on, it's not like we've not gotten ourselves into some sticky situations over the years" Fred continues.
I shoot them a glare but don't get a chance to say anything as Madam Pomfrey comes over and says "Mr Weasley, you've been very lucky, but I'm confident you'll make a full recovery and you can go back to your Dorm tonight."
I breathe a sigh of relief and grab Ron's hand, he squeezes it reassuring and thanks Madam Pomfrey as she leaves. I lay my head down on top of our intertwined hands and try to calm my nerves, Ron periodically squeezing my hand and Fred gently rubbing my back, listing you George's gentle banter with Ron.

Over the next two day the story of Harry Ron and Hermione's adventure spreads like wildfire until it seems the whole school know some version of events. Naturally it twists and warps so there are about 50 different versions, and Daph and I listen to the latest as we walk toward to the great hall for the end of term feast.
"I heard they fought a dragon" the exited Hufflepuff first year says to his friend. We both start giggling as they turn toward the Hufflepuff table. Dragons at Hogwarts as if!
We sit down opposite Addy and chat contentedly as we wait for the hall to fill, admiring the Slytherin decorations covering the Great Hall. Eventually the hall fills and as Dumbledore steps up to the podium we all fall quiet.
"Another year gone!" Said Dumbledore cheerfully, "And I must trouble your with an old man's wheezing waffle before we sink our teeth into this delicious feast! What a year it has been!  Hopefully your heads are all a little fuller than they were ... you have the whole summer ahead to get them nice and empty before the next year starts ... Now, as I understand it, the house cup needs awarding and the points stand thus: in fourth place, Gryffindor" I catch Fred's eye and stick my tongue out. "With 312 points; Third, Hufflepuff with 352 points. Raven claw have 426 and Slytherin 472!"
A Storm of cheers and stomps break out from the Slytherin table as we all celebrate our victory.
"Yes, Yes, Well dome Slytherin" Sus Dumbledore "However, recent events must be taken into consideration."
The room went very still, and our smiles began to fade.
"I have a few last-minute points to dish out. Let me see. Yes...
First - to Mr Ronald Weasley..." Ron went purple in the face, making him look like a raffish with bad sunburn. I smiled. " ... for the best played game if Chess Hogwarts has seen in many years, I award Gryffindor house 50 points." The Gryffindor cheers nearly raised the bewitched ceiling and the stars seem to quiver. I could hear Percy's voice over the din -"My brother you know, my youngest brother! Got past McGonagall's giant chess set!" I scoffed and then there was silence again.
"Second - to Miss Hermione Grnager for the use of cool logic in the face of fire, I award Gryffindor house 50 points" I could see Hermione burst into tears and bury her face in her arms.
"Third - to Mr Harry Potter" said Dumbledore to a deadly silence "for pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindore house 60 points" The din was deafening. Gryffindor were now tied with Slytherin with 472 point. We had drawn for the house cup. Dumbledore raises his hand and the hall gradually fell silent. "There are all kinds of courage. It takes a great deal of courage to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends. I therefore award 10 points to Mr Neville Longbottom."
Someone outside the Great Hall might well she thought some sort of explosion had taken place, so loud was the noise from the Gryffindors. Fred and George were making smug faces at me across the hall and my chin may as well have hit the floor.
"Which means " Dumbledore called over the applause "We  need a little change in decoration." He clapped his hands and the green hangings became scarlet and the silver became gold; the huge Slytherin serpent vanished and a towering Lion took its place. Snape was shaking McGonnagals hand, with a horrible forced smile. I looked away from my celebrating brothers and dug into the feast, dreading the train ride home the filling day, knowing I would have to endure their gloating,

So I'm back as promised, I really had fun with this chapter and love Immy and Ron's relationship. Please leave a comment and see you next time ~Emzzy Xx