Chapter 7 : Hogsmeade With the Weasley Twins
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A/N-Hey. It’s the same for this chapter too. Italics means that it’s in the past, and when Victoria says “you”, she’s talking about Harry. I hope you like this chapter!
The morning after was a sight to see. The Weasley twins and I were like dominos on that couch. I remember waking up really early that day. I moved my head slightly and got comfortable again. The two boys were making me warmer from the frigid air. I smiled lightly and then remembered something important. I had my hand over George’s face. I tried to get out of the human sandwich and succeeded. I felt bad for George. He had been pushed a lot that night. I kick in my sleep.
“You’re not leaving now, love?” George said with grogginess in his voice.
“Just be thankful I’m coming to Hogsmeade with you and Fred,” I whispered to him as I leaned over the couch.
He smiled and went back to sleep. Once I got all of my things together, I started to walk upstairs. The girls’ giggles couldn’t be silenced. As soon as I closed the door, about four girls crowded over me. I leaned back on the door, claustrophobic.
“Did you seriously just sleep with the Weasley twins?”
“Uh, I wouldn’t call it ‘sleeping with’ them. They fell asleep in the same vicinity as me. It doesn’t count. Besides, what does it matter now?” I said, laying my belongings onto my bed.
“Victoria, this is big. What are you doing today?”
“Did you want to do something?” I was shocked. These girls absolutely hated me ever since they found out I was related to Draco Malfoy. They were all of a sudden paying attention to me, and I didn’t like it.
“I’m going to Hogsmeade…with them. Is that a problem?”
The girls simply melted when I said that. They were murmuring to each other and ran out of the room. Oh great, I thought. Those girls’ gossip spread like wildfire. I saw Hermione wake up and smiled once she saw me. She pushed the bushy brown hair out of her eyes and stretched her arms up. I grinned, as I got dressed, thinking about what the day would bring me. Hermione had waited for me as I got everything packed into my bag and then we walked down to breakfast.
“So, you’re going to Hogsmeade with the Weasley twins? That’s…going to be odd, Victoria, even for you.”
“Well, I wanted to go to bed and they wouldn’t let me go unless I said yes.”
“Yet, you stayed downstairs with them for the rest of the night,” she smiled slyly.
“Don’t look at me that way,” I rolled my eyes and I saw you, Harry. I turned to Hermione and glance at you again. “I don’t think I should eat with you today. I’ll just go eat with my brother.”
“I want you to stay.”
“Yeah, but I think I’d rather not bother the three of you. Here he comes, I’ll see you later.”
But I was too late. The most famous wizard in the whole school had spotted me. I tried to keep my head down and kept being unnoticeable, like I usually did. You grabbed my wrist and I looked up at you. Your eyes were so green. It made me smile lightly.
“Hello. I’m Harry, Harry Potter.”
“Yeah, I know who you are,” I said quietly.
“Harry, this is…”
Ron had saved the day, unusually. He had tackled me down and gave me an opportunity to leave and go to the Slytherin table, where I belonged. You looked for me, but I was good at hiding. I hid next to my brother, who you eyed from time to time. I had to quickly go under the table, which made Draco jittery.
“I hear that you are going to Hogsmeade with the Weasley twins, Victoria.”
I looked at my brother and nodded slightly. Draco was the last person I wanted to know about it. He’s usually tell our parents and I’d get in trouble. But for some reason, he always felt bad about it afterward.
“Don’t worry, Draco. The Weasleys won’t woo your sister. Trust me, it was a threat. So don’t do anything.”
“I know, but I just want to be sure.”
“It’s fine. We wouldn’t want that slicked back hair to become curly caused by a certain someone. Now wouldn’t we, Draco?” I smiled as I cocked my head.
For a split second, Draco had a look of fear in his eyes. I patted his back and started to eat. People started to come in after an hour and that was my cue to leave. Draco stopped me, but I put my hand on his hair. He let go immediately. I smiled and kissed him on the cheek before I left. I went outside near the Whomping Willow and watched the branches whoosh in the wind.
I soon saw two figures in the distance and started to draw them. They got closer and stopped once they looked up. They didn’t move and one of them waved over to me. I finished my sketch and walked over to them, winking at the willow. I stared at the two of them before any one of us had spoken.
“How could you get five feet within the willow’s area?”
“I don’t know, ever since first year, it has taken kindness to me,” my eyes widened. “So are we going or what?”
“After you, gorgeous,” Fred laughed as he held out his hand to me. I brushed past him and walked in front of them. I could hear George laughing at him. The walk there was beautiful. The moon hadn’t left the sky yet, so I watched it with every step I took. I glanced back every now and then, watching them watching me. I thought I saw something in the woods, though. George thought I had gone mad, but Fred claims he saw something too. What a bunch of rubbish.
“Where are we going first, boys?” I smiled.
“Where do you want to go?”
I thought about it and remembered a special place.
“I want to go to Zonko’s Joke Shop!” I screamed with joy.
The two exchanged a look and ended it with a smile. The both of them had run up to me and picked me up by the arms. I was happy, like I didn’t have any secrets from anyone. I, of course, kicked and struggled getting down. I hit Fred in the shoulder and kicked George in the back. This caused them to both fall on me, leaving me crushed by two fourteen year old boys. Their faces, on both sides of me, kissed me on the cheek and I crinkled my nose.
“C’mon, Victoria! Do we have a day for you!” Fred said as he pulled me up and George took my other hand.
The both of them dragged me all the way to Hogsmeade. Once there, we were exhausted. Instead of going to Zonko’s first, we went to the Three Broomsticks. We got a corner booth and ordered a butterbeer for each of us. I put my hands on the table and pulled out my wand. It was a 12 and a half inch Yew Dragon Heartstring. I picked it up and put a spell around us, making our conversation unheard. I turned to the both of them and got serious.
“Why did you want to do this?”
They exchanged another look and I snapped my fingers in between them.
“Hey, don’t do that. I want to know, seriously.”
“Fred, can you please get some ginger for my butterbeer. I forgot to tell the waiter.”
He muttered something and got out of the booth immediately. George got closer to me and leaned into my personal space. I stuck my neck out and turned my head. George looked at Fred and waved slightly.
“Fred is mad for you. Can’t you see? He’s making it pretty obvious. I know, you’re twelve and we’re fourteen, age difference-”
“Not really,” I interjected.
“But then again, how could he not go mad for you? You’re adorable,” he smiled at me. My face was serious. I never got compliments, especially from someone as cute as Fred or George. I blushed lightly and when George saw that, he had a shine in his eye. Fred had come back, placing me back in between the two.
“What were you talking about?” Fred said with a smile.
“Oh nothing. So, when is our butterbeer getting here?”
As soon as I was done, a glass of warm butterbeer was placed in front of us. I licked my lips and took a sip. It warmed my whole body and watched the Weasleys drinking their drinks. The drinks didn’t last long. Before I knew it, we had left and gone to Zonko’s. The store was filled with Hogwarts students. Each one murmured as I crossed their path, but then it stopped. George had put a body-binding curse on everyone who talked about me. I hit him, but smiled for it.
“Thank you,” I whispered. I had soon lost them and turned my head at every direction. I walked to the front of the store to look for the both of them. I saw two redheads in the back.
“Fred!” I hollered, causing people to look at me. I moved my way to the back and grabbed them by the arms. They led me to the secret passageway outside. We then went to Honeydukes and bought loads of sweets. I had bought Fred and George matching peppermint toads. They had eaten them before we even got out of the store. They had gotten me chocoballs, which I absolutely loved. By the time the day was over, we were at Hogsmeade station and waiting to go home.
“I’m going to see where everybody is,” George said as he left to the other side of the waiting area.
Fred and I watched him together; he looked back to see if we were watching. I looked confused and then at Fred. He smiled at me and held out some exploding bon-bons. I passed on them and he threw one on the train tracks.
“It was fun today, with you guys. I’m sorry for tackling you to the ground, well, I tackled George really, but the apology still stands.”
“Don’t worry, gorgeous.”
I rolled my eyes and watched smoke appear in the air. The train had come. Fred took my hand and found us a compartment. George accompanied us and sat on the opposite side of us. I put my feet up beside him and leaned on Fred. As I looked out the window, I saw the almost full moon in the sky. I was anxious, but calm at the same time. I saw George smile at Fred through the reflection in the window. I started to drift off and grabbed his arm.
“I told you, she’s adorable,” George said as I lightly kicked him. He tugged on my shoe and let go. He got up and walked the halls.
Fred turned to me and put his arm around me. I moved my head slightly and smiled. When his hand was on my arm, he had found a scar on my wrist. He flipped my hand and traced his fingers on my wrist. I flinched up and shook my head. I breathed heavily and looked at him. He smiled at me and knit his eyebrows.
“It’s just something I’ve had since I remember.”
“ It kind of looks like…nevermind. It looks painful.”
“Thank you, Mr. Obvious,” I made a small smile.
“You know, it’s almost time to go, Victoria.”
I lifted my head and he kissed me softly. When he pulled away, he was grinning. His hand was on my hair and pushed my hair out of my face. He pushed on my neck again, causing his warm lips onto mine. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw George and I smiled.
“Is that why you wanted me here?”
He said nothing, but had a stupid grin on his face. His objective was completed.
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