That Damn Weasley Charm II G.W

Part 4, Chapter 17- Small talk with Durmstrang Boys

"Merlins beard here we go again." Emma sighs, "Just one year. One year without..."

"Harry Potter!" Dumbledore shouts again, "Harry! Up here if you please!"

Emma doesn't even bother to finish her sentence. We all watch was small little fourteen-year-old Harry Potter walks away from his friends and up to the teacher's table. He walks as if he's going to hurt the floorboard underneath his feet.

When Harry gets to Dumbledore no one claps, no one breathes. "Well, into that door Harry," Dumbledore says he's not smiling this time round. Mister Crouch and Mister Bagman chase after Harry into the room. "Everyone back to your common rooms before curfew please!" Dumbledore says loudly before he turns away and goes back to the teachers.

Dumbledore, Professor Karkaroff, and Madame Maxine discuss together for a minute. No one in the great hall moves a single muscle.

"Durmstrang! Follow the Slytherins into their common room and I will come and collect you later!" Professor Karkaroff shouts. Madame Maxine tells her students to go into the Ravenclaw common room and the three headmasters practically race each other to the door that all the champions went into.

Emma, Walter, and I excuse ourselves and meet up with Fred, George, and Lee. "How did Harry get his name in when you lot were tossed halfway across the school?" I ask when we get to them.

Fred and George look at each other and shrug, "Not a clue but I wish he would have told us how he did it." Fred says.

"Is anyone just really tired of Harry Potter? Like everyone was so impressed with him surviving the Dark Lord's attack or whatever but now he just ruins our school year." Emma says. We all laugh and head out of the great hall.

"Want to sneak out tonight?" George whispers in my ear. Our friends are talking loudly about the first challenge leaving George and I behind a ways.

I turn around and look at him, "I dunno. I have a transfiguration practical soon and I can't get the spell non verbally. You can help me if you want."

George rests his hands on my hips, "You don't have transfiguration till Thursday, I'm sure we can take an hour for ourselves."

I raise my eyebrows and smirk at him, "An hour eh? You think highly of yourself."

George pulls me closer to him, "I've learned a few things since our last time."

My eyes go wide, "Who have you been practicing with?" I tease, fully knowing that if George ever brought a different girl into his house I would have eight letters from each Weasley telling me what they saw.

George's ears go bright pink and his face flushes, "No practicing, just... research..."

I laugh and put my head on George's shoulder, trying to hide how red my face is. "I can't believe you just said that to me." I say my voice muffled in his robes.

"I just asked Bill for some tips? Charlie was absolutely useless all he talked about was his stupid dragons. I mean honestly what's the point in having older brothers if they can't give you tips and things."

The idea of George sitting down in Molly's living room talking to Bill about sex tips makes me laugh. "I'll see. But I really should be studying."

George nods and kisses my forehead, "I love you." He says softly.

I don't think I'll ever be used to hearing him say that, butterflies fill my stomach and I smile involuntarily, "I love you too."

We part ways and I head down into the dungeons and into my common room. Draco is complaining loudly about Harry Potters champion title.

"Dumbledore said like a hundred times that you have to be seventeen to compete! But perfect little Potter can do whatever he wants." He's back to his loud and whiny self that's for sure.

"Not like I would ever let you enter yourself into something like that." I say coming up behind him.

All of Draco's friends stop talking almost immediately, they all look at me terrified. "Father would love it if I won something like the Triwizard tournament. Imagine how proud he would be of me."

"And imagine how upset your mother would be if Dumbledore sent you home in a matchbox. Nearly sent you home in a pet cage last month."

Blaise and Pansy snort and Draco turns and stares at them. "You can't tell me that its totally unfair that Potter is competing."

"Never said it was fair, just said you're never allowed to compete." Draco groans and I ruffle his hair, "don't stay up too late."

"Yeah you neither." He says to me. I go into my dorm and change into something more comfortable than my school robes.

Clarissa comes into the room and looks at me, "Heard your boyfriend got tossed halfway across the school because he thought he could trick Dumbledore's age line." She says to me.

I put my slippers on, "Yeah." I pull my hair up onto the top of my head and fight with it to get it into a half decent looking bun, "He and his brother used an ageing potion."

It gets awkward and quiet. I finish with my hair and look at her through my mirror, "Was that it?"

Clarissa nods, "Yeah that was it." And throws herself on top of her bed and pulls out some parchment and one of her textbooks.

I roll my eyes and take the things I need to study transfiguration and head back into the common room. Emma and Walter are sitting in their comfy clothes talking with the Durmstrang boys Naiden, Varban, and Ivan.

"This is a lot bigger than our dorms. My house dorm is half the size." Ivan says. I sit down beside Walter and put my books on the table in the middle of us.

"What house are you in?" Emma asks him.

"Ve don't have houses at Durmstrang. Ve feel that it segregates the students too much." Ivan says.

"Not that Hogvarts is segregating their students of course. The idea of houses makes it seem like there are different kinds of vizards and vitches. Durmstrang only allows pure vizards anyvays so there's no need to separate." Naiden says adding onto what Ivan was explaining.

"I personally like the idea of having houses. It creates a family bond vhen you are avay from your families for so long." Varban says, "I vish I had a house that vas full of my friends."

"So... if you don't have houses, where do you sleep?" Emma says. She loves finding out how the wizarding community functions all over the world so learning about another wizarding school is her idea of a fantastic day.

"Vell ve sleep in a room vith the other boys in our year. The girls sleep in a room vith the other girls in their year. Ve have a very small student population because ve only allow pure families and there aren't that many left." Ivan explains.

Walter is clearly uncomfortable with the idea of an only pure blood school. I try to change the subject but the boys just keep talking. "I don't like that ve don't let half blood vizards into the school. It's vrong to do that to people." Naiden says.

The other two boys nod along with Naiden's statement, "Very few students at Durmstrang think that it should only be pure families. Everyone else thinks that it should be like Hogvarts or Beauxbaton."

The common room door opens and Snape and Professor Karkaroff come in, "Durmstrang students come with me, back to the boat." Professor Karkaroff says. Ivan, Naiden, and Varban excuse themselves politely and follow their headmaster out of the common room.

"No houses? Imagine Hogwarts without houses! No pressure, no bullying, no thinking that all Slytherins are bad. We would just be people." Emma sighs, she leans back into the couch and pulls her knees up to her chin.

"Imagine the chaos though. Durmstrang is so small compared to Hogwarts." I say. I grab my transfiguration book off the table and open it to cauldron cakes to cabbage.