Harry woke the next morning with a crick in his neck, as if he had been sleeping on the floor. Harry sat up, eyes still shut, sighed than ploped back down. 'five more minutes wouldn't hurt' he thought.
Just before Harry fell back asleep he heard a genitive voice ask "Excuse me, but who are you and what are you doing in my room?" Right then and there he froze. 'I was in my room last night, I'm sure of it what did this person (judging by the voice a young girl) mean?' He asked himself
Harry then decided to tell the girl what he knew which of course was only his name. "Well, I'm Harry" he said, "as to how and why I'm in your room I have no clue. I actually have no idea where I am or who you are."
"My name is Ginny and like I said your in my room." The girl said more confident now.
"Yes, where is your room?" Harry said in forced calmness.
"Ottery St. Catchpole of course!"
'Oh,' Harry thought 'of course Ottery St. Catchpole! Because that makes total sense!' "Well, I better find my way home!" He said reaching towards the door.
"Hold on a sec.! I want to know what you were doing in my room!"
He didn't reply. Reaching foor the nob, the door door quickly opened hitting him hard in the nose.
Harry peered around the door to see the Weasley twins.
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Hello fellow earthlings (or potterheads whichever you are). I'm evil arn't I. GMP here. I did It! I wrote a chapter in a week! I know its not as long as promised but I had to rewrite this three times as I x-ed out of wattpad so many times by accident! I hope you liked! And don't forget to vote, comment (evin constructive criticism is appreciated), reccomend, and always (*cries* Snapeeee!!!!!) Love your fellow potterheads!
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