Chapter eight.

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"Is there anything that I can do for you?" Professor McGonagall asked me, I shook my head.

"Do you think I could walk around for a little bit?" I asked. She sighed.

"I'm not supposed to but very well. Go ahead dear." She said to me.

"Thank you Professor." I said before leaving the office and and down the hallway.

I walked down to the dougens first and to professor Snapes told class room. I sat at the desk Fred and I always shared and ran my hand along the letters we carved into the old wood.

"Fred we'll get in so much trouble." I said to my boyfriend as Snape paid no attention to us.

"No we won't love I promise." He whispered back taking his wand and muttering under his breath. The word Fred carved into the wood in his handwritting, I sighed and took out my wand as well copying his actions. My perfect cursive showed up into the desk and Fred added a heart around it.

"Weasley! Island! Wha are you two doing over there!?" Snape yelled I stuffed my wand back into my boot and Fred put his in his pocket.

I put my papers over what we did and smiled up at Snape showing him my pearly white teeth.

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