Laughs don't last forever

Year two, chapter three: detention

Fred was waiting for me at the entrance of Dumbledore's office the next afternoon. "Have you ever been in before?" Fred questioned. "No." "Don't be nervous (He must have heard it in my tone) it isn't bad besides It looks really cool!" He said suddenly smiling, I couldn't help but smile back.

The statue moved at an angle so we could enter the enormous colorful office. It was covered in moving pictures, books and old artifacts. Dumbledore sat with this red bird... a phoenix! "You will be serving detention with Filch this week. That is all." Then we left his office.

"That was it?" I was confused as to why he didn't yell at us or anything. "Are you kidding, detention with Filch! That's the worst! Especially right now that his cat's gone!" Fred exclaimed while making a disgusted face. We went to the Grand hall and continued our day like any other. When the night came I went straight to Filch's office. His instructions were to wax the Grand hall's floors without using magic, he left us there alone.

We had to kneel and scrub the floor with some rags that Filch gave us. At first it was kind of fun, Fred told me of some other pranks and punishments he'd done before, but Filch walked in and made us stop talking, "You should not be happy in detention!" he cried. So for the next five hours he sat on a chair and watched us scrub in silence.

When we finally finished cleaning it was two in the morning, "See you tomorrow." Filch said with a nasty smile. Fred looked worried but we were both so tired we didn't speak another word. I got to my dorm and decided to take a shower then go to bed at three.
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The week passed by quickly. If I wasn't in class, I was doing my homework or cleaning or sleeping. Detention was horrible, we had to clean every inch of the castle without speaking for hours without end. And as if that wasn't bad enough Filch would watch us and make us re-do whatever we had just done.

It was finally friday! I was excited since it was our last day at detention. Fred seemed to feel the same way. We had to mow the grass this last day which wasn't too hard. Then we had to polish the paintings, clean the windows and get rid of the dead spiders(which there were alot of). But that didn't ruin our mood, that only made Filch angrier so he made us wash the wall of the crime scene. The blood wouldn't come off and I was a bit scared but Fred cheered me up. Finally, the week was over! We would play quidditch tomorrow, it was my first practice and I couldn't wait!
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I woke up early and I was extremely sore. I got ready with the quidditch uniform (it was left in a package outside my dorm on thursday). When I finished changing Draco and I went to the Grand hall to get some breakfast, I'd never seen the Grand hall so empty. On Saturdays no one leaves their dorm unless they have to.

"Come on we're going to be late!" Adrian Pucey Shouted (he is on the team, he's a chaser). We sprinted to the Quidditch field which was being used by the Gryffindors.

Oliver and Marcus began to argue over who would get to use the field. "Well I got a note from Snape saying we can use the field!"

Out of nowhere Oliver and Marcus began to fist fight. Everyone was shocked and stood watching them hit each other. Fred and George tried to separate them but they couldn't hold each other back so the whole team tried to keep them apart. "AHHHH!" Marcus squealed in pain. "OLIVER stop you're hurting him!" Angelina cried, but he wouldn't listen, he kept hitting him with all his might.

"What Are You Doing?! STOP AT ONCE!" Madam Hooch screamed at the top of her lungs. "WOOD, FLINT! FOLLOW ME!" "Well that was violent." Fred awkwardly stated, everyone stared at him, "Just trying to diffuse the tension".
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Since Quidditch was canceled and I was already up I decided to go to the library and finally finish my potions essay.

After lunch Draco and I watched Greys like every Saturday, (We started season 4!) we were joined by the three musketeers (Hermione, Ron, and Harry).

Hours had passed when we suddenly heard. "There you are!" Someone announced suddenly making the five of us jump. "We've been looking for you for ages!..." I saw it was Fred and George, "...You missed dinner." "How'd you find us? Wait, how'd you get in?" questioned Ron. "Adrian let us in." They answered ignoring the first question. I noticed Fred tuck a paper into his robe before sitting.

"What are we watching?" George asked, taking pumpkin pasties out of his robes and handing them to us. "A doctor show called Grey's Anatomy" Hermione replied, not taking her eyes off the screen.

Two episodes later Fred announced, "Did you guys hear that Flint has 3 broken ribs and a spiral arm fracture?" "Oh my god really?!" I answered alarmed, "Yeah tomorrow Oliver and Fint are going to start they're three months of detention. They also got banned from quidditch for a month, and 150 house points each." Why is it Gryffindor and Slyhterin keep losing house points, we are going to be last place in the house cup for sure. "Wait, how can Marcus do detention if his bones are broken?" I asked, I immediately regretted saying that because we are wizards and have potions to grow and fix bones. "Nevermind"
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A/n: So this story takes place in 2020 but without the virus and it's like the books, except obviously it is 2020.