I've been so stressed with all our O.W.L.S, I didn't know what else to you. I had been trying to finish a paper for potions, and all I wanted to do was sleep. I was alone in the library so I used a spell on my paper. I was so scared to get caught, but I hadn't slept or eaten well in a week.
"George, is that Hermione Granger?" The red-head twin says, with a smirk on his face. I jump, having thought I was alone.
"Why Fred, it is her." He replies. I think they're up to something.
"Well, didn't she just use a spell on her paper? That's not the Hermione we know." He says curiously.
"She did use a spell-" He says still smirking.
"Please tell anyone! I'll do anything! Just don't tell." I beg. As soon as I say it, they turn to each other and smile.
"Alright, be ours to do with what we please." They say.
"What? Are you crazy, I'm not being your slave." I hope they're joking.
"You said anything, but if you would rather we told Umbridge…"
"No! I-I'll do it." I regret it, but I can't get caught.
"Alright then. We'll see you tomorrow Hermione. Sleep well." Fred says with a wink.