Peace

by flourelle

Sequal to Hope. Helps if you read Hope, but it's not neccesary. "Yo yogi! Where's boo boo?" I asked. They were a little freaked out by that. "Hi, good morning to you, too!" Sarah called. "Let's play truth or dare. Ron, truth or dare?" "Uh, dare?" ON HIATUS.

2. Chapter 2

Peace

Chapter 2

AHHHHHH! SINKING SHIP!

"What's the problem?" I protested, sitting up.

"The problem is this!" Sarah yelled, holding up a letter. Joyce's letter. The one she sends to her children every week. It gets annoying and uncomfortable sometimes.

"Oh, yeah! The letter! Not my problem!" And I turned back to my side to go to sleep. For a few hours. But then I had to get up again. And go to breakfast.

"BOO!" I yelled, coming up behind Sarah. She screamed. I smirked. Satisfaction.

"WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR?" She demanded. I just kept laughing.

"It's fun!"

"YOU-YOU-YOU FREAK!"

"Awww! You're so sweet!" I pretended to wipe away a tear. And I ran off, to sit with the Slytherins. We talked, and laughed, and all that crap. But, then we had double potions with them, so I didn't bother joining my charming Gryffindor friends. The over—reacting, easily scared, horrible comeback maker Gryffindor best friend. But that could change in a heartbeat. And little did I know, this was the beginning of a very LONG fight between us.

A/N Sorry about the slow update! I have no excuses! Well, maybe a few, million, but not going into detail. Except for that I can't wait for the Yule Ball scene in the next story, so I've been checking out prom dresses for the girls online, and for my daddy daughter dance, vote for Victoria's on my profile.

~Sarah