¹³, Give em' hell

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

chapter thirteen; give em' hell
"Look out, Garfield. Jealousy doesn't look good on you."

Lucy Reese Collins

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Lucy Reese Collins

I FINISH THE LAST SENTENCE OF THE LAST QUESTION AND AFTER I PUT DOWN MY OCEAN BLUE QUILL PEN. I look around for a bit only to see how my friends and the Gryffindors are still struggling with their Transfiguration exam. McGonagall is sitting at her desk probably looking at the exams of the students from Hufflepuff and Slytherin. When her eyes meet mine she sighs and gets up. As she arrives at my table she looks at me. "Are you sure you have completely finished miss Collins?" A few students look at us, clearly annoyed that McGonagall is talking at all. "I am, professor," I say with a smile. "Then you can go." She grabs my exam and walks back to the beginning of the great hall. A grin gets on my face while I get up. Some are looking at me, while others are too concentrated. My eyes meet Sirius who is looking at me like he's going to die because of this exam. He and James used their time to study for pranking students and teachers. Both Jo and I told them that it wasn't wise, but they didn't listen. Now they have to learn it the hard way. I open the doors of the great hall, which makes everyone look at me. Stupid squeaking doors. When I am standing in the hall the doors close automatically and suddenly there is silence. No one is writing so no scraping with a quill pen. Just silence.

"Hey, Collins!" Or so I thought. I walk away from the boys while going to the courtyard. "Are you ignoring us?" "Nope, I am just ignoring, Garfield." Nate laughs as do the other boys, except Charles. "What exam did you just do?" It's Noah. "Transfiguration, it was really easy." "That's good to know, I am scared for that one." Says Theodore while wiping away the imaginary sweat. "Did you study?" Looks like Nate is the only one with common sense. "Of course I studied." "Where do you even find the time to do that. All I ever see you doing is sneaking through the corridors or into other common rooms." It's Charles and I ignore it. "Okay, this is ridiculous, Collins. Why are you so mad?" "You know why I am mad, Garfield. You out of all people should know that family is a sensitive subject and you still went there." I didn't want to explain it to him and I end up doing it again. He stays silent and I am thankful for that. "So how did your game end?" 5-4 for me, but who says it has ended?" I answer Theo's question. I can see Charles is surprised, "I thought it ended too." "Well, you thought wrong," I say seductively. I am still mad, but somehow I can't help playing that game. I am addicted to it.

We arrive outside and I stop walking. "It was a pleasure," "as always." Finishes Nate, who knows that is what I am saying most of the time I meet them. "But I have a friend to attend to." "What friend?" Charles says arrogantly while scanning the courtyard. "Not that you deserve an answer, but he's over there," I say while pointing at Isaac who is sitting on the grass reading a letter. "Him?" "Look out, Garfield. Jealousy doesn't look good on you." And after those words, I leave the guys and walk away. "6-4..-" I hear Noah whispering to the others and that makes me smile.

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