amortentia [d.m]

chapter. 9

I storm out of the tower, running down the stairs. He had never said that he hated me. Well, he had, but he didn't mean it then. Now he meant it.

"Who's that?", a voice whispers.
"Shut up you twat", an identical voice replies.
"Who's there? I'm not a prefect. I swear", I whisper-shout, looking around the corridor.
"It's the bloody Weasley twins. Now be quiet, I am trying to sleep", a portrait snaps.

Fred and George appear from under the cloak.

"Aren't you one of Draco's sidekicks?", Fred asks.
"No, we're friends. I'm not his sidekick, besides what are you two doing out here this late?"
"We could ask you the same thing, but if you must know we're pulling a prank on one of the profesores", George smiles proudly.

"And what professor would that be? Snape, Filch, Flitwick, Sprout, or Mcgonagall? Tell me please, I might be able to help you", I smirk.
"Snape, we're pranking Snape", George replies.
"Aren't you his daughter?", Fred raises an eyebrow.
"Yes, that's how I can help you"

They explain the plan to me; they're going to put a clear potion in Snape's water-glass. The potion will turn his hair green and make his voice sound funny. It's a brilliant potion, because you can't see or taste it.

"I'll just unlock the door for you", I offer.
"Sounds great", Fred gives George a high-five.
"Astrid", I whisper.
The door unlocks, and they slip in. After a few second they come out again.
"It's done", George has a huge grin across his face.
"You're bloody brilliant, Freyja is it?", Fred smiles.
"Yes, it's Freyja. You can call me Frey, if you want to"
"Ok, Frey. Great job", Fred pats my shoulder, before they both start walking.
"See you around", they say at the same time.

I am looking forward to seeing the look on Snape's face. He will be furious.

"Frey!", a voice shouts behind me.
I turn around, and standing there is Pansy.
"What?", I turn around.
"It's Draco. You have to come. Please?"
"Why? He has made it very clear that he hates me"
"Freyja, he's asking for you. It's serious. You know I wouldn't be here if it wasn't"
I give in.
"Where is he?", I sigh.
"In the dorm, he's drunk"
"You could have lead with that", I start running.

Slytherins are crowding the common room, making it hard to see. Some are in their pyjamas, while others are wearing dressy clothes.
"Draco, what the hell are you doing?!", I shout.

Draco's on the couch, with some random third-year. Making out, more then that.
"Get out! Everyone! I swear on Merlins left tit, I will make your lives hell! Now, go!", I snap.

"Leave you fucking cunt!", the girl leaves Draco, giving me a death stare.
"Piss off", she says under her breath.
I take out my want and cast a spell, making her mouth close.

"Draco, seriously. What in the hell are you doing?"
"It's none of your damn business!", he slurs his words.
"You're way to drunk. I'll take you to your dorm. Come on now", I start to tug him off the couch.
I practically have to carry him to his dorm. I lay him on his bed and tuck him in.

"Goodnight you twat, I hate you too"
"I don't hate you", he whisperers.
"What?", his eyes are already closed, and he's sleeping. That fucking twat.