Fred Weasleys' Pov :
I had not seen the Slytherin girl at all yesterday, it was as if she had vanished off the face of the earth. It wasn't like I was worried or anything, but it was strange not to see her usual scowl being thrown my way. Stepping into the great hall with George, I scanned the crowd in search of her silver hair. A strange pang of relief swam through me as I spotted her at the far end of her table, nose deep in a book. Continuing to stride over to the Gryffindor section, we plopped ourselves down on the bench.
"It's not fair Ronald,that poor creature does not deserve to be slaughtered!" Hermione shouted, casting a harsh glare towards the back of Draco Malfoy's head. Today was the day of Buckbeak's execution and the girl had been non stop complaining for days.
"I know Hermione, but we can go down before it happens to cheer Hagrid up a little bit." Ron optimistically stated. Hermione let out a timid nod in response and went back to aggressively stabbing her food with her fork. Shifting my gaze from the golden trio I sneak a quick glance at the mysterious Slytherin girl. It was extremely odd for her to miss a school day, and we didn't even have our daily quarrel. What could she have possibly gotten up to yesterday? Good Godrick I should not be giving so much thought to this. She was weirdly missing yesterday so what? It just made my day a whole lot better.
"Right Freddie?" My twin asked and I quickly whipped my head around to face him.
"Oh um..yeah." I murmur in response, having no clue as to what he had been asking.
"Were you even paying attention." George let out an exasperated sigh
"No..." I admit, awkwardly scratching the back of my neck.
"I asked if you think we should prank Snape tonight."
"Oh yeah totally, maybe we could make his eyebrows pink!" The thoughts of new pranks instantly snapping me out of my previous daze. We animatedly discussed prank ideas for the remainder of the day and decided upon dying all of Snape pink. Winding our way down the corridors we had memorized from the Marauder's map, we made our way to Snape's office.
"Okay Georgie I'll keep watch and you go in there and work your magic." I playfully salute him and begin to guard the door.The hallway was empty,the only sound coming from the tapping of my foot. Growing impatient as a full fifteen minutes had passed, I quickly peered into the doorway.
"George." I whisper, scanning around the darkened office for my twin.
"Almost done Freddie." He responds from the far corner of the room. Hearing him mumble one last spell,we both scurried out of the classroom.
" I can't wait to see the look on Snape's greasy face tomorrow!" I exclaim while we share a high-five.
"He's gonna look like he doused his clothes with a love pot-" George was quickly cut off by the sound of footsteps approaching us.Sharing a panicked look we both took off in a sprint towards the way we came.
" WHO IS THERE? YOU CANT HIDE!" Filch boomed,his footsteps becoming much faster.
"Let's split up like last time." George whisper shouts as we begin to break off in different directions. Keeping a steady pace I hear Filch continuing to curse us, but much to my luck follow George instead. Not wanting to be seen by any other teachers, I flung myself into an empty classroom and secured the door. Turning around I was greeted with a pair of darkened silver eyes staring at me in shock.
"Fancy seeing you here Snake." I run my hands through my hair and back up against one of the desks.
"Bite me Weasel." She snarls while giving me her signature scowl
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My Weasel
FanfictionSlytherins as a whole are often the most misunderstood people. As soon as students see a snake symbol on your robes they deem you as cruel or evil. Delilah Rees was one of the many Slytherins that realized this stereotype and despised it with a burn...
