Chapter 18

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I hadn't felt like getting dinner that night so I just went to sleep. I was woken up by Hermione telling me I'm going to be late but when I checked the time it was six that gave me three hours to get ready to get to a class that was a two minute walk away. I knew she wouldn let me go back to sleep so I got up changed, went to the girls bathroom, did everything I needed to do and had Ginny help me do my hair into two braids again. We were now going to the cafeteria to eat breakfast. I was sitting in front of Ginny when George came up behind her making my stomach fill with butterflies. Hey, Nyla stop it you're mad at him right now, I scolded myself.

"Nyla" he said, trying to grab my attention. I ignored him and continued eating my bacon and pancakes.

"Nyla I know you can hear me". I was now drinking my juice still acting oblivious to the fact he's there.

"Nyla! stop ignoring me" he said loudly which had Ginny standing up pushing her brother away

"Leave her alone you oversized idiot, she'll talk to you when she wants" she said as she watched her brother walk away like a child that had been told he can't get anymore sweets. Hermione made sure to keep me in the conversation because she relized when I drifted away I would get slightly sad.

"And don't get me started with Harry, he will not shut up about you, no offense Ginny" hermione said continuing her stories. Ginny laughed saying "none taken but i'd like to hear more". They were talking about how Harry is constantly worrying about Ginny when everyone knows she's more than capable of taking care of herself.

We were now in Transfiguration taking our seats. We sat down and Ginny had blushed when Harry came to sit next to her. They had started their conversation and so had Ron and Hermione which left me. Ah the fifth wheel, I thought to myself . Today we were turning things into stone and making it vanish . The spell was 'Duro' which hardened it and to make it vanish is 'Evanesco'.

She had us repeat it a couple of times then took us outside to find something we'd want to turn to stone. I had picked a blade of grass and went over to Hermione. She looked at what I got, looked back at me and said. "How original'' sarcasticly I brought my paper to her and scoffed as she read what it worte. 'I'd like you to know that this is a royal blade of grass, don't disrespect King Theodore the third' she laughed at my statement.

And laughed harder when Ginny bowed saying. "My apologies, your Highness" all three of us laughed at the stupid joke we made but turned when he Heard Mcgonagal speak. "Okay now that everyone has gotten an item, point your wand at it gently and say Duro frimley'' I had imagined the word duro clearly in my head and saw the grass slowly turning stone. When I looked over to Hermiones, hers had turned stone right away.

"AHHHH" everyone turned to see who had screamed and it was a boy who had turned his arm into stone. Mcgonagal rushed over.

"No need to worry, Reparifarge!" she exclaimed pointing her wand to the boy's arm. The arm turned back into his arm and he sighed from relife.

"Try again but place it on the ground, just incase" He tried again and it had slowly turned into stone like mine did.

"Once your item is completely stone, point your wand and say Evanesco''. Mcgonagall said, putting her wand away. There was a series of "evanesco" and objects that had been turned into stones were vanishing. I waved my wand over the blade of grass and it vanished with a poof and I smiled that it worked better than the other spell.We went back in and were given out home work and now we were walking to Herbology we were still repotting and taking care of the puffapods and once they were fully grown we were going to plant them around the castle.

I was washing my hands after planting a couple of puffapods when Neville came up to me and said. "You know last night Ron kept talking about how you made George sad or something and he said that you cursed him". I smilied shaking my head, Rons perspective of me is still confusing, hes nice to me one minute and is sure i'll murder someone the next.

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