Chapter 8: Badger

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  We walked into the Great Hall, hand in hand. The Twins started hooting and hollaring, making everyone look and stare. I know I turn tomato red. I thought I even saw Malfoy with a look of shock on his face, of course I ignored this. Ced walked me to my seat, gave me a quick hug, a wave to my friends, and went off to the Hufflepuff table.

  Hermione and Ginny were all a flutter asking me more questions before I could even answer the first one. I explained that I'd tell them it all tonight.

  "First," I say turning towards the Twins, who are smirking, "I have a bone to pick with tweedle dee and tweedle dum."

  "Oh, what's that around your neck, Art."

  "Why, dear Freddie, I do believe it to be a badger, good ole Hufflepuff mascot."

  It was my turn to be flustered, turning a scarlet red I reached for the necklace Ced got me. I almost forgot I was suppose to be angry.

  "Oh stop it! I know you two buffoons knew he was staying, and that you talked to him about me before hand," I saw angrily. The Twins both looked worried until I smiled and wrapped my arms around both their necks. "Thanks," I whisper so only they can hear.

  We start to eat breakfast when Ron asked, "Oi, Art, what's with the apple ring?"

  "It was with my other presents," I looked at the Twins. "Didn't you guys get it for me as a joke from last year?"

  They looked at me like I lost my mind, "Wasn't us, we went in with Ron on the chocolate frogs for you."

  Hmmm, very weird. I shrug it off though. It's not like I have a secret admirer or anything.

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  The rest of the year went off without a hitch for me. The Golden Trio ran into trouble, and we found out notorious Sirius Black is Harry's god father, and my favorite Professor Lupin was a werewolf. But considering being petrified last year, it wasn't that bad.

  Cedric and I spent all out free time together. We went to honey dukes and tried each other's favorite candies, Zonkos was a fun time as well. I came to find out that butter beer was the superior drink of choice. Cedric even had us hang out with his friends, and they were very accepting considering I was three years younger, but they only gave him a little grief about it.

  I was so happy for the first time since my parents died. It helped that Malfoy stayed away, but I swear I saw him stare and smirk at my ring. He was such a creep.

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