Ye I'm not JKR and do not own Harry Potter
"Get up you disgusting harpie" Came Violetta's moody voice from the end of my bed whilst she ripped the sheets off me.
"I'm up" I mumbled, opening my eyes but then shutting them quickly when Violetta shoved her lit wand in my face.
I groaned. She's a cow. A huge one.
I averted my eyes away from the wand and stared up at the ceiling for blinking back the tears and bringing myself into full senses. After I was fully awake I sat up whilst groaning and shoved her off my bed. That should teach her to not wake me up.
"God what do you want Vivivi" I laughed as she cringed at the name.
"Don't call me that again or we'll have a new target for Reggie's practice." She replied sweetly as I flipped her the bird.
I heard faint sound of clicking of heels and then felt another body crash into mine.
"What is with you lot this morning! It's literally the weekend and all you lot can do is annoy me at…at…god knows what time in the morning!" I growl at Violetta and Charlotte, the latter still rolling on top of me.
I looked over my shoulder at Ursula, who was still fast asleep even after the racket. Then again, she slept like the dead. We all know it and yet somehow are still shocked that she never wakes up. Like ever.
"So why the hell am I being woken up at this time in the morning." I growled turning back to the other two slimy gits.
"Oh you thought we'd forget, didn't you darling?" Charlotte drawled with, honestly a pretty creepy grin.
I stared down at her for a solid few seconds, trying to remember what the hell she was on about.
And then it dawned on me.
"Stubborn gits" I whistled.
It was my birthday.
"AH so finally the queen has remembered this, only somewhat important day." Violetta grinned at me as Charlotte pulled me out of bed. "And what a day we have planned for you funny." She said whilst grinning like a mad woman.
"Oh god." I muttered.
After wrestling out of her hands, I stood up, thinking of a way to escape today. A difficult task seeing as during the commotion, Samantha woke up – naturally of course- and held my arms down. I honestly don't know why it's such a big deal.
Violetta, Ursula and Charlotte picked me up, from the limb of their choice of course, and haled me up the stairs to the dungeon, regardless of the fact that I was still in my pyjamas – the embarrassing bright yellow cartoon ones after Charlotte thought it was a good idea to see at what point clothes would stop floating. She realised after all of mine had gone out the window that they would simply separate and keep floating. But then again that was after the giant squid tore them apart. At least I know what my present from her will be.
The dumped me on the couch and I was thankful for once it was the holiday. Although not it was excruciatingly clear why they all decided to stay over Christmas break regardless of their families furious wrath.
Gits.
The lot of them, gits. I mean they were still going after my limbs, trying to pick me up again.
I sighed, giving up.
"So what exactly are we doing on this say of 'celebrations'." I groaned trying to not complain about how uncomfortable my back was.
"Shut up Florence, we aren't telling you." Violetta grinned again at the group of third year slytherins who were walking past us and into the common room. Huh mustn't be so early then.
"Ok, the deal it you're too fat so you're walking." Charlotte groaned and all three of them dropped me on the floors. "Yeah cheers guys" I said sarcastically
They pulled me up by my arms and shoved me in the direction of the potions class room, which thankfully wasn't far away.
"Uh, guys, how are we going to open it and also what are we doing?" I asked as they ran over to the door, effectively forgetting me.
Ursula turned around and smirked again "This is what's so great about Snape's skill in potions, he left the classroom open after finishing up research with Slughorn before the holidays started, mostly so we could really utilise it today. And just you wait and see there."
I groaned again as the door opened but then I realised quickly. It might not just be that bad at all.
"We should have brought some of the lads – but then who knew charlotte was going to be on the horn." Violetta slurred and smiled at charlotte while she was feeling up a rusty old cauldron.
I stared to laugh and stand up to bring her over. I stumbled my way over and gripped her shoulder giggling. It was going to be a good day.
"Aaaand heheh whose idea was this!" I shouted in Charlotte's face. Quickly Ursula and Violette, who were both on the floor, sat up quickly, effectively tripped over chairs to shout "IT WAS ME! IT WAS ME!"
I started giggling and we pulled into a hug.
After the three of them opened the classroom and waked in, I followed silently, still wondering what the hell was going on, might I add, seeing as it was just the average classroom.
They opened the storeroom and started laughing loudly with glee, and I could understand why. It was filled, not only with potions and cauldrons, but with a shit tonne of fire whiskery and butterbeer.
I heard Ursula say something and the door shutting, but my mind was too focussed on the task at hand – the task of opening up those bottles, and fast.
A little less than an hour later, being the lightweights that we are because of the strict rules the dumb school places on us, we were all effectively plastered.
"I think, I think I should get a haircut." Charlotte giggled, fingering her long brown hair. I stood up grinning, this was my time to shine.
"I know, I know a good spell!" I giggled, pulling my thestral tail hair and ash wood 13 ¾ wand out. It was a beautiful wand and when I first got it, the old idiot Ollivander pulled his classic "very strage…very strage indeed" act. Shame I didn't stand around for an explanation. I had things to do.
I tapped her head and muttered Latin, and within minutes her dark brown hair started grown lighter blonde streaks, which at the time looked really pretty. Key phrase being 'at the time'.
We were all giggling and laughing on the floor like the alcoholics we were born to be if we were intoxicated so early in the day. I look at my watch and through the blurriness, it was about half past three. Violetta and Ursula were playing chess unsuccessfully, I was dancing and singing along to the record and Charlotte was hugging the cauldron that was unlucky enough to act as a bucket for her 'waste', and moaning about lads she wanted to snog senseless.
"Charlotte, if you wanted boys, you should have brought Nott around" I giggled to her as her face was crestfallen.
"Nah, Nah Florence, you're wrong. She needs a real man, like Bellatrix's cousin!" Violetta giggled and blushed as Ursula muttered the only man Violetta really wanted was the Bulstroad boy.
"Who, Reg?" Charlotte slurred tightly gripping the cauldron "but he's like in 5th year, that's weird."
"Narsissa did it." Ursula pointed out.
"No not Reg" Violetta yelled "The good looking one, the, the…God! What's his name?"
We all nodded our head. That other one was good looking, and in our year too. "What is his name?" Charlotte moaned.
"Nah you can't" I yelled
"Why not" Charlotte moaned again, for about the thousandth time
"There is something wrong with him. I think I mean I can't remember what his bloody name is-"
My voice was cut off as the door slammed open and two lads came sprinting in and breathing heavily. One of them kept the door open as the other one was peeping out the door only for a body to slam into him and the first lad to slam the door shut.
"SIRUIS" The first one yelled. They all tackled each other to the floor laughing, not noticing our presence. That is until Charlotte jumped up from the cauldron she was hugging and smiled at me.
"You're magic is good! WOO!" she yelled as she joined the boys on the floor tackling them and laughing.
It was all fun and games until the boy we were talking about stood up quickly when he accidentally touched Charlotte's not-so-manly chest.