Chapter 5:

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      I toss and turn in my bed, unable to sleep. I let out a sigh, and turn towards the window. I prop myself up a bit to look out and I can see leaves littering the ground.

      I've already had a week of classes, and I'm much more tired than I expected. For some reason though, I can't sleep. I roll over to the other side to look at my clock. one thirty-six a.m. Over the summer I love staying up late, but that was by choice.

      Mum always says that sometimes if you can't sleep it's because you still have energy you need to get out. I stand up out of bed, grab my wand and start down the stairs into the common room.

      I start walking down the hallway, and try to stay in the shadows. I hate getting in trouble, so I walk very slowly making sure I don't bump into any teacher patrolling the hallways.

I see someone walking through the hall, and lean against the wall, trying to make myself invisible. As I do, I bump into a painting, causing whoever's in it to yell. The figure lights their wand at the end, and points it in my eye.

I squint at the bright light shining in my face. Once I'm used to the feeling of it, I open my eyes and see Fred standing there.

"Thank God it's you," Fred says, pulling me by my arm down the hallway, "You'll be a big help."

"A big help with what? Where are you taking me?" I whisper yell, pulling my arm away from him. He continues walking, not noticing I'm waiting back here. When he does, he turns around and lifts me over his shoulder carrying me down the hall.

"Merlins beard Fred put me down!" I yell, flailing around my arms and legs. The blood starts to rush to my head from being upside down over his shoulder, but luckily he drops me abrubtly. I sit cross-legged on the hall, planting myself in place so he can't 'kidnap' me again.

"I need your help," He whispers, crouching down so he is at eye level with me, "we're pranking Filch."

"No." I shake my head vigorously, furrowing my brow. He lets out a loud sigh, and I'm ready for his argument on why I should help him.

"C'mon Sofia!" He whines, tilting his head back, "George won't come with because he is working on a prototype and I need someone to help. I promise you, nothing is gonna happen."

"Fine. But if anything happens you're gonna get it Weasley."

Short chapter today! But don't worry, next chapter is going to be longer and I will release it either today or tomorrow. Love you!
written-october 9th
436 words

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