MARY's POV
"Nice of you to join us, Miss MacDonald." Professor McGonagall said as she looked at me, messy brown-hair and all as I entered the classroom. I smiled at her apologetically as I made my way to the only empty seat in the middle of the class next to my very blonde, very perfect looking bestfriend, Marlene McKinnon. "I'm really sorry, professor, my bed held me hostage for far too long this morning." A wave of hushed giggles resounded in the room and even Lily Evans had a hint of a smile on her lips but most of all the Marauders met my eyes as I finally settled on her seat with a sheer look of pride and admiration. "Well, next time, tell it to release you sooner or our house will be losing points on a daily basis, that's 5 points off Gryffindor." With that, the secret smiles vanished from everyone including mine but a look of triumph from those wearing green-lined robes was evident.
"So, why were you really late?" Marlene McKinnon asked as we exited the classroom together. The two of us had known each other for years and even though we belong in different houses, her being a Ravenclaw and me a Gryffindor, we are known to be the inseparable two by the whole school. No can really explain it as we are sometimes described as different as night and day. I'm the funny one, the reckless, the spontaneous, the muggleborn. Marlene, on the other hand, is the pretty one with the brains descending from the well-known pureblood McKinnon clan, she strives for perfection in everything she does, and can be viewed as mean at times as she tends to put sarcasm in her jokes, not that she means bad. But to us, it's the perfect recipe, we balance each other out and we both know we have each other's back no matter what.
"Lily, woke me up actually, but my body didn't bloody cooperate. I remembered saying 5 more minutes but alas it became more than an hour." Marlene just shook her head but she was smiling knowing about me and my usual antics. We were soon joined by our other friends; Lily, the most responsible of the group and my roommate along with Dorcas Meadowes, the shy and quiet one; and Emmeline Vance, the sporty lass and Marlene's roommate.
"Are you lot ready for the quiz Flitwick has in store for us?" Emmeline asked. I looked at my friends with a look of bewilderment as Lily and Marlene nodded their heads and Dorcas asked quietly about something she forgotten that will probably be asked in the bloody exam. "Why didn't I know of this?" I exclaimed looking wide-eyed at my closest friends as she stopped and faced them in the middle of the busy hallway filled with students rushing to get to their own classes. "You mean that wasn't the reason you were late this morning? I thought you were up late last night reviewing that's why you can't get your arse out of bed." Lily asked her with knitted brows as the four of them stopped. Marlene took my wrist and hauled me so we'll continue walking. "I had no idea Flitwick even said such thing." I said again with disbelief. "Well, all you can do now is hit the books and cram for...let's see...five minutes?" Marlene said as she looked at the golden wristwatch her parents gave her on her last birthday.
The exam was tedious, even Lily and Marlene who were always the ones to finish quizzes first had a hard time answering all of the questions. I wanted to cry as soon as the paper landed on my desk, Professor Flitwick may be a small person but he certainly goes big with these questionnaires he gives us. Why oh why did this exam slipped from my mind and why did I sneak off again last night past bed time? I scolded myself inwardly, not that I can do some damage control now. I spent the rest of the hour contemplating why I have been doing what I've been doing lately. Sure, I've been out of bed past midnight more than a handful of times with the marauders and the girls but this time it's different. None of them knew and I know fully well they won't approve.
"Time's up!" The professor perched on top of a stack of books announced and collective groan was heard in the room. Papers were passed and a home work was given. It was only the second class of the day I was already feeling the weight of everything on my shoulders. "Are you alright? You seem a little off lately..." Marlene mused as we headed for their third class before lunch. "It's my bed, I think it's cursed, maybe I'm getting my bad luck from that thing." I tried to joke about it hoping Marlene won't suspect anything. We had been friends for six years now and I always feel guilty not telling her everything but this thing…it's just too complicated.
Please do leave a comment because I will appreciate it a lot. I have stopped writing for so long and this plot is stuck in my head and it's really sad and angsty so forgive me if ever. I plan to finish this in a few weeks so please hang on and give your two cents regarding the story.
