The happiness that was floating through the air after the Yule Ball dissipated almost immediately after the holidays were over. Almost all of that was thanks to none other than Rita Skeeter.
"Half giant? I just thought he messed up an engorgement charm or something when he was younger." George says to Lee and me during our potions class Monday morning.
"How did Rita Skeeter even manage to get Draco to comment?" Lee asks. Both George and Lee look at me as if I know.
"Not a single clue how he's managed to get himself in the paper. That boy just manages to get himself in the middle of everything and anything no matter what."
Snape comes walking over to us and we all start to pour over the notes we are supposed to be copying out of the textbook. He stops behind us for a moment before circling around the table that Cedric, Bentley, Nicholas, and Philip are sitting.
"Do you think that Hagrid is still at school though?" Lee whispers.
George clinks his quill against his inkpot, "Haven't the foggiest. I'll ask Ron tonight I suppose."
"My uncle's not going to be very pleased with all this." I mumble, not really wanting anyone to hear me.
"No offense, but fuck your uncle." George whispers which makes me smile.
"Trust me, none taken."
Snape moves back to the front of the room, "I need a ten foot long composition from each of you on the Polyjuice potion... the history... the ingredients... what can and cannot be done with it... everything. I need it completed by next class. You're dismissed."
George's mouth falls open, "Ten feet? On one bloody potion?"
Snape looks at George with a pungent look, "Mister Weasley. That will be fifteen feet for you and your smart mouth." The class oohed and George looks absolutely furious.
"Can't I just write 'you're a horrible teacher and will never find love' for fifteen feet?" George huffs as we leave class.
"Fifteen feet isnt' even that bad. Its only like... sixteen muggle pages." Lee says.
George and I both look at him, "How do you know?" I ask.
Lee shrugs, "I was complaining about a five foot composition at the beginning of the year and Walter got mad at me because that's the equivalent of five and a bit muggle pages."
George shakes his head in disbelieve, "Alright then I won't complain around Walter. But you can't tell me that it isn't mad. I don't even think I have that much parchment left to write on at this part of the year."
"You can borrow some of mine G, I have loads." I say to him. George and Lee walk me back to the Slytherin common room so I can grab my things to get started on the new composition we have to do, along with all my half finished compositions for my other class. When we turn down the hall that the common room is in we are face to face with Fred and Emma making out. Fred's got Emma pinned up against the wall, her arms are wrapped snugly around his neck.
"Oi! Mind doing that somewhere else?" Lee shouts.
Fred and Emma part, Emma wipes her mouth on the back of her sleeve a little. "You're just jealous!" Fred says laughing. Emma giggles behind him.
"Wally and I have the decency to do all of our heavy petting behind closed doors." Lee says sticking his tongue out at him.
"What are you lot doing down here anyways?" Emma asks. She's wearing one of Fred's jumpers which is absolutely massive on her.
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That Damn Weasley Charm II G.W
Fanfiction***Completed*** 337k words **Some 18+ content! consider this your official warning!** When Violet steps onto the Hogwarts Express for the first time she meets three boys. A pair of twins and their new friend. But everything goes wrong when she's so...
