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AAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGG! I refuse to lose again this year.
This is going to be my year, I will rise up to the challenge and defeat anyone who dares to stand in my way. This is the year I am presented with a glorious, glorious title of ....
the ‘Race to the Hogwarts Barrier Champion’
...
Hey, don’t look at me like that my brother Will wins every bloody year!
Will is only a year older than me but I swear he is 10 years less mature. Despite this he is in Ravenclaw and is the smartest person I know and I happen to know a lot of smart people...okay, okay I only know one. But still he is super smart and to my utter dismay the girls at Hogwarts absolutely love him. As if having ‘good looking’ best friends wasn’t enough I had to get stuck with a chick magnet of a brother.
Will and I have the same facial features, we both have got a petite nose and big light brown eyes, (although Will is not nearly as blind as I am) but while I have wild light brown hair he has a tidy mop of deep ebony black.
Anyway...
My lungs are burning against my chest and sweat is dripping down my forehead of my head and my legs are slowly turning to jelly. And as you have guessed I am really attractive at the moment. Boys look at me with my deliciously sweaty arm pits.
Yummy.
I am nearly there, just a few more steps till I am victorious...
*Smash!*
I hit something solid and fly backwards hitting my head against the concrete of Kings Cross Station.
Aww shit! I have enough mental issues as it is without banging my head on the ground to make it worse. This is why I don’t play sport, so that the last few sanity cells I have left disappear from my brain.
I slowly lifted my head and my world spins, I grab my forehead which at this moment is throbbing with pain.
“Oh shit, I am so sorry” I haven’t lifted my head to see who it is, all I can tell is that it is a man’s voice.
“Are you ok?”
“Yeah I think after the place stops spinning I’ll be fine” I feel two strong hands bring me to my feet and steady me.
I look up to see who I bumped into...
Oh fuck, why is it always me!
I stared up into the eyes of Harry Potter who has a concerned look on his face, with his glasses sitting lopsided on the end of his nose.
“Harry, Harry I have been calling at you for ages, oh.....who’s this?” Ginny Potter has now joined her husband. Great all I need now is the whole family and it’s a party!
“umm, I don’t actually know...see we sort of collided and she umm well she kind of fell on the ground.” Harry said while raking his fingers through his hair.
“You never look where you’re going, you’ve got glasses and your still as blind as a bat!” Ginny rolled her eyes and then turned to me “are you ok dear?”
My mouth opened and closed a few times. I wasn’t able to get any words out. Great now I look like a gaping fish fantastic.
Finally I managed to get out “Umm yeah I-I-I’m ok, I-I-I’ve really got t-t-to go sorry bye” I bolted out of there as quickly as I could not daring to look back.
I quickly ran through the platform and I saw my brother leaning against the wall with his arms folded across his chest smirking at me.
Bugger, bugger, shit, damn, poo!
“God Charlie even Great Aunty Sally can move faster than that! What to you so long?” I gave him the dirtiest glare ever given by anyone.
I am not slower than that bitch damn it!
“Ohh shut up, will ya! I had a disadvantage and banged into someone!”
“I’ve heard that one before. What happened to this year being your year, your victory?” That boy really doesn’t know when to shut that big fat hole of his.
“No I really did bang into someone!” I protest. I will make this one a draw if it is the last thing I do!
“Really... Who then?”
“Harry flippin’ Potter” I mumbled, but enough for Will to understand.
And can you guess what that kind and loving brother of mine did.......HE LAUGHED!
That BASTARED!
“Shut it Will!”
“Aww, come on then lets’ go. I’ll make this one a draw but... only because it was Harry Potter!”
Yay! I guess there really is an upside to bashing into Harry Potter and that rock solid body of his!
This may be the craziest thing you ever will hear but I have this phobia of Harry Potter.
Yes you heard me THE Harry Potter.
Don’t get me wrong he’s nice and he saved the world from oldie mouldy wart but he just freaks me out I don’t know was it is about him but I can’t even look at a poster of him without hyperventilating with fear. Maybe it’s that scar...Yeah that is pretty freaky. Eh, I don’t know. Anyway, my brother uses this little fact for blackmailing me constantly, so basically I’m my brothers bitch.
Yeah, my life’s awesome.
I walk to the rear of the train until I see a mop of platinum blonde hair. No one else in the whole of Hogwarts has platinum blonde hair as white as Scorpius does. But as I walk closer I see that this guy is wearing a pale blue shirt with jeans which DEFINATELY can’t be Scorp because his dad never lets him leave the house without wearing the ‘correct Malfoy attire’ which usually consists of nothing less than dress robes, and expensive dress robes at that.
The blonde guy turns around and locks eyes with me.
NO FREAKING WAY!
“Oi! Close your mouth it’s very unattractive Charles.”
Damn, I was really hoping to get rid of that stupid nickname last year. I mean I sound like a pompous boy who enjoys tea parties with his Grandmother.
No Joke.
“Well, well, well don’t we look different Mr Malfoy. What happened to the ‘correct Malfoy attire’ rule?”
“Mum finally got through to dad. They had a “creative discussion” about it this morning which went along the line of ‘Draco for the love of Merlin it is not the 15th century and we are not pompous arseholes who wear fancy dress robes to step onto a bloody train.’”
“Merlin, I love your mum she bloody hilarious!” I giggled
“So do I, but trust me when I say it is definitely not because she is hilarious.” I turned around to see Andrew smirking.
You see Andrew has had the hots for Astoria Malfoy since he discovered that girls actually don’t have cooties.
Andrew is a good 6’4 and is really, really strong hence why he is the Ravenclaw beater. He has medium brown hair which he has spiked up at the front ever since first year. And this year he has managed to grow some stubble, which is really working for him.
“You’re a disgusting git! I hope you are fully aware of that” Scorpius grimaced
“Well...look who got contacts and umm... filled out over the summer” Andrew smirked while his eyes roamed my chest area.
When Andrew wasn’t a psycho nut about losing quidditch, he was pretty much a man whore.
If you are female and have legs you pretty much have the requirements needed for Andrew to well err.. be Andrew.
“EW! My eyes are up hear you disgusting perve.” I say disgusted as I punched his arm.
Truth is if I could have kept my glasses, I would have. But my parents had had enough of me losing them, I’m not kidding I have lost 19 pairs over my previous 5 years at Hogwarts. So yeah, I’ve got contacts.
“It not even 11 o’clock yet and you have already said something pervey” I sigh. He began to open his mouth to protest but before he could say a word I interrupted him with “lets go find a compartment before they are all gone”
We were walking near the end of the train when suddenly my bag fell to the ground. That’s weird. I mean why would my bag suddenly drop to the ground when I was holding it securely?
Aw well...
When we’d finally found a compartment that wasn’t infested by first years we began to talk about the events that happened after last year’s Quidditch match fiasco.
“Sooo...when Albus Potter made that promise to ‘destroy your social status', was he unaware that you didn't already have one?” asked Andrew
Gee thanks Andrew, I love you too.
“He didn’t say I had a social status, you rude prick. He said he was going to make my social life a living hell”
“Yeah somehow I don’t think he will, I mean come on he hasn’t even done anything yet!”
“Yeah that would be because we only had two weeks left of school, I mean now he has had the WHOLE holidays to plot and plan my, and I quote ‘Social Destruction’”
I mean this is Albus Potter we are talking about. He is the master mind of all the Weasley pranks.
Even though James and Fred take all the credit for them.
“Yeah, that proves my point he had two weeks to think of only one thing to make your life socially embarrassing which is probably the easiest task in the whole world and yet he didn’t!”
Yep I'm just ROLLING in with compliments today.
“Andrew, for the love of Merlin and all that is magical, just drop it!”
Thank-you Scorpius, my savior!
“Okay, but I was just saying.”
I can’t believe I am going to say this but “So Andrew what did you do on the Holidays?”
“Do you really want all of their names?”
The awkward topics I have to indure being Andrew's friend.
“I was referring to actual activities not the women you slept with, head out of the gutter for a few minutes please.”
Seriously this boy has sex on the brain 24/7. I swear he is worse than a horny dog with a soft toy addiction!
“I only save that time for quidditch and this isn’t quidditch so my brain will stay in the gutter, thank you very much.”
At this I turn to Scorp in hope of a more mature conversation. He has been very quiet all train ride. Maybe he has finally realised that he is in love with Rose Weasley! I mean they practically make eye sex whenever they are in a 10 meter radius of each other. I can’t take it any longer! The sexual tension is killing me. And I personally don’t want to die an early death.
“Hey Scorp, what’s going through that brainy skull of yours?” I ask.
Scorp is like the boy wonder their isn’t a thing he isn’t good at or cannot meet the requirement of, I mean he is good School, quidditch and is handsome, kind and generous. The only trouble is that Scorp has to work double as hard to fit in and be accepted because of his family history. Unlike Andrew who couldn’t give a damn.
“Yeah, fine just thinking...shouldn’t you be getting changed now? Don’t you have a prefect meeting in like ten minutes?”
Crap.
“Shit! I totally forgot, I will be right back”
I quickly throw the door open with my bag in my hands and run down the corridors of the train. When I finally get there Dominique Weasley is going in there at the same time.
Oh, yay I get to change with the biggest bitch of Hogwarts. Lucky me, my ABSOLUTELY fantastic day has been improved just that little bit more of bimbo magic.
You see, Dom and I have hated each other since day one; this is because a) we are polar opposites of each other, b) because I am best friends with her sworn arch enemy Andrew Zabini and c) because I stole her bed she picked out in first year.
And it doesn’t help that Dominique is so bloody easy to hate, I mean she is so beautiful and bitchy and has an enormous famous family. Not fair!
Gahh, Okay so maybe I am the tiniest bit jealous of her...okay I lied maybe I am very jealous of her.
Bloody Bimbo!
When I had finally got out of all my ‘muggle’ clothes and searching for my robes in my bag there was a...
BANG!
Okay why in Merlin’s saggy underwear was there a bang this early in the year and in the girls’ bathroom as well?
....and how come every piece of clothing item I have was missing!
GAHHH!
It has to be here somewhere....... AHA!
Oh, it just a piece of paper... that’s addressed to me?
To Foss,
Have fun getting to the prefects meeting!
Yours sincerely,
The ‘Attention Seeking whore’ of Gryffindor.
*Slap*
Aww, shit now my head hurts.
Okay, okay...what to do, what to do.
Why is finding something like a towel or just a random piece of clothing so hard to find in this place! I mean it’s the girl’s bathroom for crying out loud! ARR!
Okay I have two options. option 1, hide in here until somebody finds me, pity’s me and gives me their clothes or option 2, run out of here down to where my compartment is and get some new clothes.
What am I kidding I only have one option. Run like dear hell and pray to Merlin that I’m not seen.
Only problem with that is I am wearing my most embarrassing underwear of all time. You know how every girl has this one pair of...err....revealing underwear. Yeah I had those on.
Hey don’t look at me like that; all of my other underwear were in the ‘BIG’ wash before school started.
Okay on the count of three;
One
Two
THREE.....
Oh My Merlin!!
Every single person in the whole school was out of their compartments except Andrew and Scorpius.
They were all practically waiting for me to come out of the damn bathroom!
Oh, Albus Potter just wait till I get my hands on you! I will be worse than a boa constrictor strangling it’s’ prey!
All I hear are constant wolf whistles and cheering as I run desperately to the other end of the corridor.
Unfortunately that wasn’t the worst of it.
Yeah I know, what could possibly make it this situation worse?
Well, Albus Potter taking of a picture of me. That’s what! Yep as if I wasn’t embarrassed enough!
BASTARED!
By the time I made it back to my compartment my face was a brighter red then the Weasley hair colour.
I was gripping the compartment door closed, my eyes were as big as the bloody moon at the moment.
Freaking, fucking hell.
It took me almost five minutes to notice both Andrew and Scorpius were looking at me in pure shock.
“Um I may be wrong, but Charlie aren’t you forgetting something important like...um I don’t know......YOUR CLOTHES?!”
Thank you Captain Obvious.
“Oh, Shut up and turn around, BOTH of you!”
I got up and reached for my trunk to get out my spare set of School robes.
MERLIN! As if today wasn’t bad enough!
This may just be one of the worst days of my life.
“Okay, you can turn around now!” I said when I had finally got my school robes on.
They stare at me, then each other and then back at me again.
“So” Scorpius stated “we were both just wondering.......WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON! What would compel you to run down the train’s corridor with only wearing your underwear on. If you can even call that underwear.”
Oh
great, they thought I had gone insane.
“Oh it’s underwear alright. Is that the new edition of Victoria’s Secret?”
Only Andrew would know that.
“Not helping Andrew.” Scorpius gritted though his teeth.
“Oh, right sorry”
Andrew looked guiltily at Scorpius.
“So! Are you going to tell us? Or what?!”
“Settle down Scorp! Do you really think I would VOLUNTARILY run down the corridor in my unmentionable underwear?!”
“The why did you do it then?” Scorpius's said sceptically
“I have two words for you. The first is Albus... the second is POTTER!” I scream the last part in frustration.
Comprehension of the situation finally sinks in.
“Oh... so he did make good on that promise.” Stated Andrew while nodding his head with a content look on his face.
Yep that’s our Andrew always the brainy one.
“Okay well you better go off to the prefect meeting I suppose.”
Ha. He really this after all of today’s embarrassment that I am going to the prefect meeting with Albus Potter as my co-prefect? Don’t make me laugh.
“I’m not going, idiot” I say like it is the most obvious thing in the world.
“Yes you are.”
“No I’m not!”
“Unless you want to admit defeat to Albus Potter, you’re going! Can’t you see Charlie this is what he wants, for you not to be able to show your face in public! Come on Charles be strong.”
Bloody, flippin’ hell I hate it when he’s right.
“Fine I’ll go. But DON’T EVER call me Charles again!” At this I fold my arms across my chest and march out off the compartment like a three year old.
What? So I have age issues okay. It's not a crime.
When I get to the Prefect compartment the meeting has already started. And when I walk in everybody’s eyes are on me and the whole room turns silent.
“I demand an explanation to why you’re late to my prefect meeting Foss”
No fucking way!
James Potter is head boy?!
What in Merlin’s name has gotten into Professor McGonagall? Has she lost all of her sanity? This just proves she has been talking to Dumbledore’s portrait way too much for her own good.
“Oh shut up, Potter! It’s okay Charlie just take a seat next to Al.” James shuts his mouth immediately and has a guilty look on his face.
Ha! That boy is whipped! I love Alexis Delice. She is my hero. You see she used to get teased and bullied by James up until fifth year, when he finally believed her worthy enough of asking out. i.e. when she lost weight and got rid of all her acne. But she wasn’t like some pathetic girl who worships the ground in which James Potter steps on instead she said “Fuck off Potter and go shag some other useless bimbo.” As I said she is awesome. She is also a redhead, shocker I know. What is it with Potters and redheads? I ask you! Well first born Potters, but since Potters before this have only had one kid only time will tell if it applies to all Potters.
I hesitantly walk over and sit down next to who I am now going to call Potter 2.
While Alexis is explaining the requirements for this year, Potter 2 leans forward from where he is sitting and whispers into my ear.
“How’d you like my little prank? I personally thought it was rather brilliant, if I do say so myself?”
Why that little conceited arsehole.
“Oh yes especially the part where you took a photo of me!” I whipped my head and whispered ferociously back.
Potter 2 fell of his chair! Ha, what a loser!
I hadn’t noticed before but everyone was looking at me.
“Sorry everyone but is Potter having trouble sitting on his chair.”
“And Foss is having trouble keeping her clothes on.”
Why that little prick!
“Enough both of you!”
Of course this comes from Alexis.
“Sorry” we both apologise. Then we both glare at each other and then turn our heads away again.
Stinking Potter 2, and his stupid prickishness.
We are all being passed around a patrolling roster.
I scan mine quickly.
Oh you have got to be kidding me!
“Last year’s house mixing didn’t work” um yes it did I would gladly patrol with a Slytherin than Potter 2. “So as you can see, we decided to go back to just our usual house pairs.
NOOOO!!!
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