crashing down // Fred Weasley

Final task

These past two weeks flew by quicker then imaginable. Today was the day of the final task and Sophie didn't know what she was dreading the most. They had all took up space at the end of the Gryffindor table trying to reassure the girl that every thing was going to be okay.

"I know your stressed." Harry sighed as he sat by his sister. "But please eat, it'll give you strength for today." He said pushing a plate of egg and toast towards the girl.

"What happens if I freeze, what about if i don't know what spell to use what happens-" The girl begins panicking once again afraid for her fait.

"Sophie." Fred whispered holding the girls hand with his and squeezing tightly. "Your going to be just fine okay, i promise you."

"You don't know that." She argued.

"I believe it." Fred said again looking to everyone around him. "We all know, your going to do great."

"And your going to win!" George yelled flexing the Potter badge he was wearing pridefully.

"Sit down George." Ginny huffed. "Honestly your such a child." She pouted earning a dirty look from her older brother.

"Your going to do great Sophie." Hermione nodded taking a sip of her pumpkin juice, Ron doing the same who was sat beside her.

The group ate their breakfast in piece after that Sophie feeling still quite nervous as you would be, but all her thoughts had scattered from her brain completely when owls flew in delivering post to near enough every table. Out of the seven students Sophie was the only one who received mail that day, two letters to be precise. One was a simple enveloped parchment with her name written neatly in cursive while the other was a dark red envelope sort of ripped a bit to show normal parchment, it also had a silk ribbon hanging from it.

"Blimey who sent you a howler." Ron laughed from across the girl. "Aye Harry remember ours-"

"Yours." Hermione corrects.

"-Remember mine." Ron repeats ethnising the 'mine'.

"Yeah." Harry laughs thinking back at the memory of his second year when him and Ron had flew to Hogwarts in Mr Weasleys car, the boarder being closed by a very protective house elf.

"A howler?" Sophie asked uncertain on what she's actually holding in front of her. "Is it bad?" She asks.

"Just open it." George waves his hand acting as if it's not a big deal.

"Yeah go on, get it out of the way." Ginny agrees.

Blinking a few times rapidly, Sophie obliges her friends request and tares the small crescent from the centre of the paper watching it begin to do the rest for her before shaking itself slightly as if looking for the girl it was written to.

"Sophie!"

An incredibly loud voice rang threw the Great hall causing many students attention to turn to the group of Gryffindors.

"Sophie helloooooo!"

The voice yelled again easily identified as Sirius Black. "Padfoot." Harry giggled from beside his sister.

"She can hear you it's a bloody howler." Another voice said in more of a whisper.

"Oh yeah!" He clearly had no intention of being quiet at all. "Helloooooo Hogwarts!"

"Padfoot i swear get over with it your embarrassing the poor girl." Came Remus Lupins voice again.

"Alright Moony don't get your knickers in a twist." He chortled. "Goodluck little Potter!"