𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆

𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉

"Ron for goodness sake,your wand is fine! Now if you dont mind I need to do this" Me,Ron,Harry and Hermione were all sat in the great hall,Ron had spend ages trying to celotape his wand back together,I was doing my homework, Harry seemed to just be watching over us both and off course Hermione was reading.
"Hi Harry!" A short first year appears infront of us and flashes his camera at  Harry. The golden haired boy was amazed at Harry's existence.
"I'm Collin Creevey!" He introduced himself not taking his hands off his camera.
"Oh uh- hi collin,nice to meet you" he replied to the excited boy stood infront of us.
"I say,do you think your friend here could take a photo of me and you standing together." He points to me.
"Me?" I confirm,he nods as he continues to speak
"You know to prove I've met you. It's for my dad,he's a milkman,you know...a muggle like all my family has been until me no one knew all the odd stuff I could do was magic until we got that letter from hogwarts, everyone just thought I was mental!" He grinned hugely at us all.
"Imagine that" ron says sarcastically,I hit him in the arm and he straightened up his back.
"Ron is that your owl?" Dean Thomas asked from the other side of the table. Yes I was sat on the gryffindoor table,its not that I didn't like the ravenclaw table I loved it but everyone would ask me questions every single second,I never got a minute to breathe!

Ron looks up to spot his clumsy owl coming full speed towards him flying through the window. He hits into the popcorn bowl and makes a mess everywhere dropping a letter onto the table. Collin flashed his camera again while the slytherin table laughed at the poor owl,including Max and Draco. I turn and death stare them both until they went quiet. I'm ravenclaw not hufflepuff,I have my dark side.

"Bloody birds a menace!" Ron complains as he takes the letter off the table inspecting it with care. We all leaned closer to see what the letter.

"Oh no!" He whines,his voice cracks and he sounds like he's about to cry
"What?"I ask.
"Look everyone! Weasleys got himself a howler!" Seamus teases causing everyone to stare cautiously.
"Go on Ron!I ignored one from my gran once,it was horrible" Neville said thinking he was helping. I spot Fred and Goerge sat closely to Neville smirking knowing it was from their mum.  I smile at them before shaking my head in disapproval,they shrug before smiling back.

Ron began to open the letter mortified. As he got close to unfolding it,it flew out of his hands and onto the table fixing itself up and opening fully before starting to talk, hovering over the table. It was the voice of Ron's mother,she was very angry.

"RONALD WEASLEY" the letter screamed,the voice of Molly Weasley echoed through the hall,Ron's face was full of fear.