"Go on Cedric, put it in!" one of the older students shouted from the back row. Everyone had gathered to see the students put their names into the goblet of fire and some people had become very over enthusiastic about it. There were some girls screaming in the back row as Cedric threw a small piece of paper into the fire.
Hopefully he didn't know it was you who threw oil over his head, his hair and eyebrows were still tinted slightly red from the experience.
"WHOOO YEAH!" someone shouted from the doorway. Fred and George Weasley were running across the room, slips of paper in one hand and vials in the other and were receiving an immense round of applause. Apparently they were going to use an aging potion to cross Dumbledore's age line.
Ha, not going to work.
"Cooked it up just this morning!" George bragged as he showed the vial to the audience, receiving another round of cheers.
Hermione sat a few places over from you, looking as annoyed yet slightly amused as you were. "It's not going to work." she mused with a clever smirk.
"Oh yeah, and why's that Granger?" One of the boys asked as they crouched around her.
"You see this?" she gestured to the floor, "This is an age line, Dumbledore drew it himself!"
"So?" they asked in unison.
You felt the urge to speak, so you did so. "So, Dumbledore is the greatest wizard of this age and I seriously doubt that you two could cross something made by such a genius! Especially with a simple aging potion."
They smiled.
"But that's why it's so brilliant" George uttered.
"Because it's so pathetically dim witted!" reiterated Fred.
Then, ignoring yours and Hermione's advice they stepped up to the age line, enticing another loud roar from the crowd. It was a wonder no teacher had come to check what was making so much noise.
"Ready, Fred?"
"Ready George!"
They smiled and undid the corks of their vials. "Bottoms up!"
They gulped down the liquid from the vials quicker than you could blink an eye. Their eagerness was so blatant that it was sinking into your skin. You shivered.
They took a jump across the age line. There was no way that they were going to make it and you wondered what strange and wonderful thing Dumbledore would have in store for them: a bunch of crazy, yet amusing, Weasleys.
Another roar (seriously how had Snape not walked in) came from the crowd of onlookers and you frowned. There was no way to trick Dumbledore's age line, was there? Surely not with just a simple aging potion.
Fred and George proceeded to take their small pieces of parchment with their names scribbled across them from their robes. They looked over to you and Hermione and winked, throwing the paper into the flames. Gods you were embarrassed.
You blocked out the next wave of applause, trying not to think how stupid you now looked in front of so many people. They probably thought that you were some madwoman who wasn't interested in fun and games at all, trying to stop the boys from cheating. Well, it was technically an incorrect thing to do, right?
Just as you were thinking this, the goblet let out a blue jet of flames, hitting the two boys in the chest and making them tumble away from the age line. You glanced over at Hermione, who was looking proudly down at the Weasley twins.
They sat up and, to everyone's surprise, grey wiry hair started to sprout from their heads and long white beards grew around their faces.
Everyone laughed.
"You said!" screamed one of the 'old' twins.
"No, YOU SAID!"
They lunged for each other, almost knocking Hermione over. She looked over her shoulder at you and gave you a brief smile, before exiting the room.
Leaving the brawling boys behind, you sprinted after her.
***
"Hermione, wait!" you said, jogging lightly to catch up with your... would you call her a friend? You had done so many things to wrong her...
"I'm sorry (y/n)." flushed Hermione, looking at you sadly. She gripped her books weakly as she spoke.
"Why are you sorry, Hermione. If anything I should be the one apologizing!"
"No," she replied, "I think it's just that... I got so mad at you for being with Malfoy and all - and then when I saw you with him at the World cup..."
You shook your head. "I should have told you about... you know..."
She let out a small laugh. "Sure I hate him but if that's really who you want to date..."
The smile drained quickly from your face. The same word echoed through your head. Murderers. The Malfoys were murderers.
"He's evil." you let out in such a serious tone that Hermione, too, stopped smiling. "He did something that can never be forgiven."
"And I suppose you don't want to tell me?" Hermione answered, putting her hand on the side of your arm.
You nodded. "Maybe in time but, not now. It's a little harsh to just..." you had to stop yourself as a lump formed in your throat.
One of the worst ways to die. Poisoned by people she thought she could trust. You cringed at such a show of cowardice.
"It's okay," she reassured, "you don't have to tell me."
"Thank you, Hermione. I really do appreciate this."
Another small smile spread across her face. "Any time."
***
Draco's POV
"Truth or dare sounds... fun." said Blaise as he flicked his wand.
No way was I playing that rubbish. It sounds like somthing four year olds do.
"I'll play as long as Draco does." said Theo, one of the boys on the opposite side of the room said.
"Fat chance." I replied, rolling my eyes and laying back down on my bed. I felt Blaise smile across from me.
"If you don't play I'll ask (y/n) out tomorrow." he said cooly. I shot straight up - looking him right in the eyes.
"If you dare even touch her..."
"What will you do, Mr Malfoy? Hex me? Your hexes are about as good as Snape's arse."
I sneered subconsciously. "Snape must have a very fine arse then." I replied.
Crabbe and Goyle laughed at the side of the oom. Stupid pigs. They did come in handy when you needed to beat someone up though - they're really quite strong.
"Well... your choice." said Blaise. He was sitting on his green and silver covered bed - smiling like the idiot he was. "(Y/n) looked so fine in DADA today." he muttered to himself, pretending to make a dreamy face.
"Fine." I said. "I'm in."
A/N
I know I suck. I haven't posted in ages (I've just had so much schoolwork and so many dance competitions) so a double upload will be out today. You may leave as many comments as you wish telling me I'm mean. Anyhow, thank you all so much for reading this chapter and please leave a vote, comment and maybe even follow me! Much love <3
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