𝙐𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 ( A Hogwarts drama)

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙏𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮 𝙏𝙬𝙤: 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 ✧

"So? Are the expelled or not?" Molly asked McGonagall.

"They are not." McGonagall put on her glasses and opened a rule book.

"Yes!" Ginny whispered.

"However.." McGonagall said, glaring at the five of us kids. Whenever someone says however it never ends up well. But at least we weren't expelled.

"Yes go on." Molly said curiously.

"There will be punishment."

"Which is?" Fred asked McGonagall with annoyance in his tone. Honestly I was annoyed too, I knew we weren't going to get off the hook, but cut us some slack. Some of us almost passed away that day. One of the scariest things I've been through.

"50 points from each of you. And Aeria you will send a note to your parents explaining what has happened."

"Ma'am I can't exactly send a note to them."

"50 points from each of us?! That's 250 points from Gryffindor!" Ginny exclaimed. Ginny has always cared a lot about house points, just like Ron. Ron always wanted to win house cup and Ginny took after him in that area.

"Why is that, Aeria? Do I have to write them a note myself?" McGonagall ignored Ginny's concerned words.

"No--it's just-- they don't approve of me even being at Hogwarts. If they found out I would never be allowed back and they also don't really want me to be a part of their lives."

"Why didn't you tell us?!" The twins said.

"Yeah Aeria how come we weren't aware?" Ron asked.

"I see. Well then, 5 extra points taken." McGonagall said

"F-Five more?!" Ginny looked at Ron with a panicked stare.

"Ginny hush!" Molly said

"Now, you all may go. Please be more careful and stop making horrible decisions without thinking." McGonagall warned us.

"Thank you for your time." Arthur Weasley said.

When we left her office, Molly took an old daily prophet newspaper, rolled it up into a tube like shape, and whacked all the Weasleys upside the heads with it.

"What--is--wrong--with--you--all?" She said in between whacking each one of them. "Aeria, not you darling. I'm glad you are okay." Molly was always so sweet to me, honestly I could consider her my mother. No matter how much the other Weasleys were punished, she never showed a sight of harm or aggressiveness towards me.

"Aeria, i'm so sorry to hear about your parents. It's a shame really." Arthur told me as we continued down the hallway. I told him it was okay and I joked about it being a "Wringbell Tradition to hate wizards and witches." Mr. Weasley stopped in his place and looked at me, causing a chain reaction for the others to stop walking. "Is Alan Wringbell your father?" I told him he was and told him about my mother.

Apparently they were friends here at Hogwarts. Mr. Weasley said he was one of the only Slytherins that showed compassion or sympathy in his time--until he met my mother.

"I don't mean to talk bad about your family at all, Aeria. He just sort of gave up after meeting her--he tried becoming a death eater and he would fool around with dark magic. It was a shame really. We drifted apart after all of that. Then he married her--they only invited Slytherins to the wedding."

"My mother was a Ravenclaw though sir." I had explained to him. But I guess her house didn't mean anything. "Yes, that she was. She had always wished she was put in Slytherin." He said. "It was always so disrespectful how she acted towards her house. You are supposed to have pride in your house but she never did, it made her time at Hogwarts miserable until she met Alan."