"I'm going to die, I'm going to die. Why the hell did I even come here?"

Meet my best friend, Molly Weasley, winner of the best complainer award and quite proud of it. I rolled my eyes at her and pushed some of my blonde, curly hair out of my face. "No one asked you to be here Mollz."

She huffed loudly and gripped the tree tighter. "This branch is going to snap and I'm going to fall."

I shifted my position slightly so I could see her and found that she was gripping the trunk of the tree like a koala, she looked retarded. "Moll, you're not going to fall. Calm down and take deep breaths." She gripped the tree tighter and slowly started making her way down the tree. "What are you doing?"

"Climbing down before fall and die?"

In my haste to stop her from doing so I almost fell off the thin branch I was lying on. Luckily I grabbed her arm and righted myself without making enough noise to alert the boys sitting at the base of the tree. "Are you crazy?" I hissed, "they can't see us, okay? If they see us the whole plan is ruined!"

She gives me her best puppy dog eyes, which are enough to melt most people to a pile of goo. Luckily for me, I've known her long enough to be immune to such things. "But Thea, I don't want to die!"

I sighed, Molly was absolutely terrified of heights unless she was on a broom. I had never understood the difference, but then again, I've never been scared of heights. Molly's probably the weirdest and most confusing person I have ever met, well, if you don't count me. I've been told I'm pretty weird. "Molly Weasley, listen to me. It was your choice to accompany me, so you will sit in this tree until this false of the plan is over. Do you understand?" She nodded numbly and I turned back to watching the boys sitting below me.

I'm not complaining though, a certain redish-brownish haired boy is sitting in that group and he certainly isn't hard to watch. In fact, I could stare at him all day... until I got hungry and needed to get some chocolate. Yeah, I may have a slight obsession with chocolate.

Shut up, I'm not fat thank you very much; I just have a healthy obsession with all things chocolate. Understood? Good.

Anyway, I am not here to stalk him, I am here because Emma Finnegan came to me with a problem concerning a certain Jason Wood, who happens to be James best friend and is also sitting under the tree. So if you don't mind, you can keep your stalker insults to yourself.

"Mollz, can you cast the charm now?" She carefully removed one arm from around the trunk of the tree and grabbed her wand from her pocket. Shakily, she reached out and tapped me on the head, murmuring the spell under her breath. I shivered as the disillusionment charm was placed before turning back to the group sitting beneath me.

I'd purposely positioned myself so I was on a branch directly above Jason, making it easy to put the plan into action. I put my hand in my pocket and carefully took out the small bottle I'd placed there only an hour before. After uncapping the lid I carefully poured the liquid into Jason's hair.

Since my aim isn't the best half of it ended up on his shoulder and spread across, dying his shirt purple. The liquid that did land in this hair spread across his scalp and efficiently dyed his hair. I grinned in satisfaction when James and Scott starting laughing hysterically, pointing at Jason's hair and telling him how much of a twat he looked.

Wow, suck loving friends he has.

I tried my hardest to suppress my giggles as Jason started freaking out, screaming and trying to get the dye off his shirt. He hadn't even noticed the dye in his hair yet. This was going to be entertaining. "Thea, let's go while they're distracted! Come on!" Is she insane? He hasn't even seen a mirror yet!

"Mollz, he hasn't seen his hair, when he does, I will leave." I thought this was a fair enough compromise but apparently I was wrong. She yanked on my arm, causing my body to twist around and my legs to dangle from the branch. Thank god I was invisible because otherwise, they would've seen me. "Are you crazy?"

"We are going, full stop, end of story, bye-bye."

"No, I want to see him freak out about his-" I was cut off my a rather girlish scream. I looked down to see that Jason had noticed his hair and was now sprinting towards the castle, leaving his two hysterical friends behind."What the hell? I missed it!"

She rolled her eyes and pulled me up so I was sitting safely on the tree branch. "Whoopty do, now can we go before I fall to my death?" Molly can be a tad dramatic at times, it can get quite annoying. I mean seriously, we are like four metres high and she looks like she's about to have a panic attack. I hope she doesn't though, I'm not good with crying people, I have to be the worst at comforting people.

It's actually quite pathetic.

"Fine, but you owe me chocolate." She nodded frantically, slowly climbed down the back of the tree, and hid in the bushes. I followed quietly, not wanting to be heard by the two boys still laughing hysterically. I sat down next to Molly and tried my hardest to wait patiently for Scott and James to leave.

I was failing in case you were wondering. "Why can't they just leave already?"Molly rolled her eyes and tried to et comfortable, back to her normal self now that we were out of the tree. "I mean your friend ran off screaming, the polite thin to do would be to go see if he's okay."

Molly rolled her eyes and glared at her cousin, looking quite like a little kid whose mum refused to give her desert."I know, James can be such a prat sometimes."

I glared at her as menacingly as possible but like always I failed, (I suck at being scary) and she started laughing at me. Laughing! Please remind me why she's my best friend. "Take that back." She grinned and shook her head, evil she is. "TAKE IT BACK!"

She managed to choke out a "No!" through her insane giggles. Man, I need new friends.

I lunged at her and pinned her to the ground, this doing nothing to suppress her insane giggles. "Molly Weasley, take that back right now or I swear to god you will regret it!" She laughed harder and more insanely, completely ignoring my threat. "Molly!"

She took several deep, calming breathes before looking me straight in the eye, still smirking slightly. Bitch. "Thea, I like how you stick up for your friends, and it's really sweet but you do realise you're about as threatening as a... a... two day old kitten?"

"Ouch."

Okay, I have to admit she's right, I never really got the whole being scary thing down pat, and I also happen to hate confrontation, but still! That was a little too low if you ask me. I pouted bys he just rolled her eyes ad poked me in the stomach, "Get off me you fatty."

I narrowed my eyes at her and smirked evilly, thinking of a plan. "So, I'm as threatening as a two day old kitten am I?" She giggled quietly and nodded like a retarded dog. "Well, can two day old kittens tickle people until they can't breathe?" Her eyes widened to the size of dinner plates and she shook her head frantically. Yeah that's right, not threatening my arse.

I reached out and started tikling her, this causing her to start giggling rather maniacally and loudly, squim around and try to hit me. "ALTHEA CARYA COOPER, STOP OR I'LL TELL THE WHOLE SCHOOL YOUR FULL NAME!" I quickly clapped a hand over her mouth and glared at her, which only made her giggle more, evil.

"What the hell are you doing Molly?"

Exactly what I was thinking! ...Wait a minute, I know that voice. That sounds suspiciously like... no! I whirl around and sure enough Scott and James were standing on the other side of the bushes, staring at us with raised eyebrows. Crap, crap, crap, crapity crap. "Er... I'm.. I'm.. er..."

Before she could jumble out something stupid and make the situation worse I grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet. "Sorry, but something very urgent has come up and we have to go, like now, sorry!" I pushed past them and sprinted towards the castle, dragging a grumbling Molly behind me.

...Yeah, this is why I wasn't sorted into Gryffindor.

We collapsed in the entrance hall. Okay, to be more exact I collapsed while Molly sat on the floor next to me. Leave me alone okay? We can't all me fit Quidditch freaks. "Never...doing...anyone...a favour...again." I wheezed, struggling to draw in breath.

Molly rolled her eyes, clearly not caring about the fact that her best friend is dying right next to her. "Oh please, yes you will. You'll always help people who ask, you're too nice for your own good."

...True. I really should ask for something in return next time, this is way too much effort to do for free.

So.. here's a new story. I was going to wait to post this until after i finished Art of not caring but... well... yeah.

Anyway, this character is really different to my other ones, so feedback is great! Please review :)