That Damn Weasley Charm II G.W

Part 2, Chapter 16- Skele-Grow

In the next two weeks, rumours are flying everywhere about everyone. Nearly all the Slytherins were talking about my not one, but meltdowns and threats against my housemates, but that wasn't as important as the young Gryffindor student Colin Creevey turning up in one of the corridors completely paralyzed, or the fact that when Lockhart tried to fix Potters arm he actually just removed all of his bones completely.

On my out of the dining hall from lunch, I see a small group of people huddled around some sign on the wall. Harry, Ron, and Hermione are apart of that group. "What are we looking at?" I say as I approach the group. Everyone but the three young Gryffindors leave quickly when they see me.

"They're starting a duelling club apparently. Not like you need any practice. George told us about your run-in with Marcus Flint." Ron says, he looks a little scared when he looks at me.

"speaking of, how's your arm, Harry? I heard Lockhart did a number to it."

Harry stretches his fingers out, "Its fine thanks."

There's an awkward silence that follows Harry's response. "Right then. I'll see you lot at the duelling club." I suck on my teeth and turn around, heading towards potions class.

"Wait, Violet!" A girls voice, clearly Hermione, calls out to me. "Is your cousin the Heir of Slytherin?"

I stop in my tracks and turn around slowly. "Sorry?"

Hermione steps away from the boys and shuffles towards me, "your house elf... Dobby... he came to visit Harry in the hospital wing two weeks ago. He said that the chambers were opened before." Hermione takes a deep breath before continuing. "We think it was your uncle who opened them first. And he's taught Draco how to do it."

I'm frozen in shock. "I- no. No one in my family, me, my cousin, my uncle, or anyone for that matter is the heir of Slytherin. And I would greatly appreciate it if you don't make those type of accusations against my family any more."

I turn back around and walk away as Hermione blurts out an apology. I don't make any stops till I reach the potions class in the dungeons. When I get inside I notice that the twins and Lee are already set up and talking to their bunkmate Kenneth and a Ravenclaw boy Roger Davies. "Your brother and his friends have taken it upon themselves to figure out who the heir of Slytherin is," I say walking up to the boy's table.

"And who does he think it is?" Fred asks. George looks at me concerned but he doesn't say anything.

"Funnily enough, he and his friends blamed Draco. Their theory is that my uncle opened it when he was here and that he has taught Draco how to do it this year. So that was a fun conversation."

George takes my hand and strokes it with his thumb in a comforting manner. "Are you okay?"

I nod my head and smile at him. "I'm fine yeah. Just tired of it all. Are you lot going to the duelling club meeting tonight?"

"Definitely. I heard that Lockhart is teaching it, which means it's going to be absolutely horrible." Roger chimes in. "I wonder who's helping him teach it though."

"Imagine if its McGonagall," Kenneth says. We all laugh at the thought of watching McGonagall duel lousy Lockhart.

Emma, Adrien, and Walter come in the door and I excuse myself from the boys to go over to sit with them. Walter and I watch as Adrien kisses Emma's cheek. Clarissa shrieks from the other side of the room but when I look over at her she busies herself with her potion ingredients. Adrien goes over to sit with his other dormmates at the opposite table to us.

I pull out three galleons from my book bag and discreetly hand them to Walter for winning the bet we had when it came to Emma and Adrien.

"Isn't he just the sweetest? When he walked me here he carries all my books and everything!" Emma sighs. She pulls a stool out from under the table and plops herself on top of it, leaning her head in her hands.