~Where is he?~

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-Your point of view-

I quickly walked up to the girl's dormitory. When I made it up, I saw Hermione sitting on my bed, glaring at me like an angry mother after their kid comes in late at 4 AM.
"Hi," I said, "Don't 'Hi' me! Where were you?" She whisper-yelled at me, "In the common room" I answered, yawning. " what were you doing in there? It's past our curfew, do you have any idea how much trouble you could have been in?" "You're acting like my mother, Hermione. I was just talking with Ron and Harry. It's fine" she murmured something to herself. "Just go to bed" I rolled my eyes and went to the bathroom to change. After I did, I slowly crept into bed, closing my eyes and quickly falling asleep.

-In the morning-
I woke up to my alarm going off. I hit it and rolled in bed. Then sitting up and rubbing my eyes, slowly putting my legs on the ground and standing up straight. I saw that everyone else was still asleep, so I quietly walked over to the bathroom, taking my robes with me. A few minutes later, I heard a knock on the bathroom door. "How's it going in there?" I heard someone ask "Sorry" I responded "I'll be out in a minute" I started quickly brushing my hair and putting it in a ponytail, to be honest, I don't look good like this, tho, the only reason that I put it up like that was because I was annoyed with it. Tho I looked at myself again, and put my hair down, smiled at the mirror, and exited the bathroom. "Took yea long enough," A dirty blond-headed girl said. " sorry, sorry" I answered "It's okay, don't worry about it"
"Hey, wait, I don't seem to recognise you. I don't want to be rude. But, who are you?" I asked "Lavender, Lavender Brown, and you are?" "(Y/N) (L/N), Pleasure to meet you" she then nodded and entered the bathroom. I got out a book I had read on the train and continued reading it. I could hear the bathroom door open and close again a few times.
"What are you reading?"

I looked up and saw Hermione " 'No exit' it's by Taylor Adams"

"What's it about?"

"There's a description on the back of it, here" I gave her the book and she quickly read the description
"That's quite dark, don't you think?"
I gave her a small smile and said
"It's interesting, that's what it is"
"I guess it COULD be interesting, but I guess it's not for me"
I nod and reach my hand out, gesturing for her to hand me the book. She does so, and I put it on my nightstand.
I walked out of the dormitory, Hermione following quickly behind, and both of us walked to the Great Hall for breakfast. I hear a few footsteps behind us and suspect it's Harry and Ron. I put my hand on Hermione's shoulder and turn her around. It was Harry, but Ron wasn't there. "Hey, Harry!" Hermione exclaims "Hi Hermione, hi (Y/N)" "Hey" I reply "Where's Ron?" "I actually don't know, I didn't see him in the dormitory, or in the halls," Harry says " Maybe he's in the Great Hall?" "Maybe," Hermione and I say in unison as all three of us walked into the hall. I look all around, but still, Ron is nowhere to be seen "Where in the bloody hell is he?" I say angrily, and sit down on one of the chairs. I pick at my food, not really wanting to eat. "(Y/N), we'll find him, you need your strength for the day. Stop worrying so much" Hermione says "I agree, maybe he's just playing around, trying to scare us when we aren't expecting it, "Harry said "I guess" I muttered under my breath.

A few moments later, I jerked up from my seat and say "I need to go to the restroom, be right back" I left quickly, not waiting for them to answer. I walked throughout the halls and spotted two tall, lengthy ginger heads, 'Fred and George' I thought as I ran to them. "Hey! Are you Fred and George?"

"Who's asking?" They say at the same time

"Oh, sorry, (Y/N) (L/N)" I respond quickly

"Nice to meet you (Y/N)" After saying that, they put their hand in front of me to shake. As I attempt to shake their hand, a shock went through my whole body. I took a step back and rub the back of my head as I hear them laughing.

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