at the emotional part of this chapter, there is a video link to a song. I recommend listening to it while reading once you get to it. It adds to the effect. I absolutely love it. :)
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It was the last week of school. Most were in good spirits, excited to get away from classes and studies. I was a little sad. I've missed my mom like crazy and I was so excited to hear about all of her adventures from around the world. while I was lost in thought, Fred slid in the seat next to me. "Jinora, wanna help me out with something?" he asked.
"What is it?"
"Well a little tradition George and I have on the last week of school is to play a huge prank. We have a plan for something epic, but we need your help."
"Hmm do tell."
"I can't give you all the details yet, but we want you to help. I figured you'd always be down for a challenge."
"Can I at least get a hint?"
"Statues."
"Statues?"
"that's all you're getting for now. Meet us here at 10:30 tonight and we'll explain it all. But don't tell anyone." and then he got up and walked out of the room. I smiled. Weasleys. always up to no good.
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After my shower, I sat back by the fire. The twins weren't there yet. 10:47 pm. Just as I was about to get up, Fred and George appeared out of thin air. "Holy shit!" I accidentally yelled. "Shhh Jinora you're gonna get us in trouble," said George, "we're not supposed to be apparating."
"sorry. how the hell did you learn that?"
"We have our ways. now let's discuss strategy. The plan is to use a spell that makes statues come to life and use the statues to mess with people. The spell is safe so no one will get hurt but they'll cause a great deal of trouble."
"And why do you need me for this?"
the boys looked at each other and then leaned in closer to me. "Think of it as your Weasley initiation," said Fred smirking.
I thought for a minute. I tried to weigh the cons but the truth was for my last week I wanted nothing more than to have fun with my best friends. "alright, I accept. Do I have to sign a waiver promising not to curse you if I get injured or killed?"
"that's part of the fun," they said in unison. I wrapped them both in a hug. "Thank you guys," I said, "Thank you for always being there for me. I couldn't have asked for better friends."
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The day of the prank had arrived. The boys and I had been practicing the spell for two days and we were ready to work.
The plan was to all hide in different corners of the courtyard and cast the spell on the statues near us, then get out of there. A simple sounding plan but a lot of havoc will be caused by the statues.
I took my spot and waited for Fred's signal. once I saw the red spark in the air, I cast the spell.
"piertotum locomotor"
The statues around me came to life and started to walk around the courtyard, following students. I laughed. one of the small cupid statues was chasing a Hufflepuff girl. While I was watching Fred grabbed my arm and pulled me onto his broomstick behind him. I grabbed his waist and held on as we zoomed across the sky behind George. I looked back to see Snape standing in the courtyard fighting off a large statue of a woman. I laughed so hard I almost fell off the broom.
The three of us flew off, skimming the glassy waters of the great lake. I breathed in the fresh air and let the warm sunlight hit my face. It hit me that this would be the last I saw of Hogwarts and the great lake for a while. I turned around to see the tower where Harry and I had some of our best memories. Our first kiss, our first time saying I love you. My first time sharing my whole life story. So many precious memories. I shifted my gaze to the turret in the common room that led up the stairs to the boy's dorm. That was defiantly a first I will never forget. Fred flew lower and I ran my hand along the still water. It was sparkling, reflecting the sunlight. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
I wish there was a word to describe the way I felt. It was a warm and fuzzy feeling. pure joy and I felt untouchable. Like I was finally full.
Peace. I was at Peace.
~end ch.11~
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The Boy with the Scar ~ Harry Potter
Short StoryAn American student named Jinora Ellerin begins the semester at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry, immediately catching the eye of the infamous Harry Potter.