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The Room of Requirement

T H E  R O O M  O F  R E Q U I R M E N T

George led me into the Room of Requirement. Books were stacked up high and many piles had fallen onto the floor. It was a complete mess.

"What is this room?" I asked.

"It's a place to keep things that you want to hide. Me and Fred have a suspicion that Professor Lupin left the Marauders map here after he left. It's Harry's fault really, he got caught with it." He explained.

"How can you stand that guy? I mean he's so favoured by Dumbledore, doesn't seem care how he affects others, and always, always , gets his way."

"Sounds like someone's a little jealous." Said George, a faint smile on his face. "Do you like him or something?" The small smile faded and now he looked upset. I don't like him, but what's it his business if I did! I can't believe him, he acts like we're dating and we're not.

"Of course I don't like him! Why would I?" I say angrily.

"Okay, okay fine." George says. I know he's upset I think But he can't just say things like that.

"Right, let's get looking for the map." I walk off, eager to get off the subjects and away from George.

"Hey guys!" I hear Fred's voice echo through the room.

"Hey" George and I reply.

"Woah what's the matter with you two? Did Izzy reject you George?" He laughed.

"Now's not the time" I say. "Anyways we're looking for the map.

"Oh yeah! I've been looking all of last night and haven't found it yet" said Fred.

*****

An hour or so went by with occasional shouts of 'I found it! Wait, no its just a bit or parchment' Sometimes it was more interesting and it was a love letter or embarrassing essay marks and we had a laugh about it. I almost forgot the ordeal with George, except that we'd have an awkward silence every time we were near each other. I heard Fred and George whispering so I guess he must've told him what happened.

"Bloody Hell!" exclaimed Fred. "I've found it!"

"What!" I shouted, and rushed over to find him crouched on the floor over the Marauder's Map. It had been forever since I'd seen it, stupid Harry got it confiscated and the twins gave it to him without even asking me first. I know they'd both basically memorised it but I hadn't. They got rid of it only a couple months after I first met them properly, sneaking around the halls at night.

And there it was, the map, our prized possession.

"Bags I get it first!" screamed Fred.

"Hey that's not fair!" shouted George.

"It so is, I found it!

"Shut up both of you!" I said. "How do we decide who gets to use it first?"

"Well obviously me, I found it." said Fred, "oohh.. I could give you both each a task to do and whoever does ot first gets it next!"

"I'm in" Me and George say at the same time.

"They have to be fair though. And not impossible." I explain.

"Not too easy though" George says, a beaming smile on his face.

"Okay, me and Isabella will decide yours George and then us two will choose hers, got it?"

Me and Fred head over to some stools on the floor and think. think, think, think. What does George Hate. Absolutely Hate.

"I've got it!" I exclaim, "He has to sleep in the same bed as Ron for a week without him knowing."

"What? That's so stupid."

"Isn't that the point?" I question. "ooh, he has to brew one of the teaches a love potion and not get caught."

"Dear Merlin, that's brilliant! He's going to hate it" Fred had the biggest smile on his face as he told George what he had to do. But then it was their turn to give me a task.

They came back five minutes later and said "You need to get Draco Malfoy to kiss you." I'm pretty sure I died inside.

"What! That's so unfair! George's is hardly as difficult as that!" I complained. "I have to kiss Malfoy! How could you do this to me!" I shove George into Fred. " You better give me the map for at least a month if I do that."

"Fine." Says Fred. "But if George gets Malfoy to kiss him he gets it for two months"

Laughing I extend a hand and say "Deal."

What had I gotten myself into?

Author's note ---

I know it's a short chapter, and not much Draco yet. Don't worry it gets better...