Double Trouble - It's Weasley Time!
Ally - POV
After class I walk out of the door and into the corridor only to be pulled into a darkened alcove!
"Whoever you are you better hope you know good counter spells!" I say a little scared.
"Oh come of it Ally, we both know your spells lack... I could help you improve by tutoring you." A voice says, the smirk evident in the tone of voice.
"What in the dark arts? Sorry Draco I don't think so..." I say when I recognise the voice.
I feel lips crash down onto mine. The cocky git! The kiss deepens. That arrogant... hot... evil... seductive... cocky... git! Draco breaks the contact.
"Go out with me Ally." Draco says.
"But I am a Muggle born..." I answer confused.
My heart beats faster. He can't be serious. The hottest bad boy in school, who is against what I am wants to date me!
"I don't care; I have never met a Mudblood quite like you. You have the attitude of a pure blood. Say yes... please." Draco replies... attitude of a pure blood my ass. I bet it is because I don't let his comments get to me, come on I am proud to be a 'Mudblood'.
"Yes... YES! But can we keep it a secret?" I think about my friends, I don't think they would handle it very well. Especially Sam, Fred and George.
"Why? I want the school... especially the Weaslebee twins, Potter and Weaslebee to know you're mine." Draco comes back with.
Draco pouts. Awwwww he is so hot! He looks so cute and innocent when he pouts. Then again a lion looks cute but that doesn't mean you pet it.
"Well..." I say. "It is just you have a reputation to up hold and I am friends with your enemies... we need to break this to everyone gently."
"You are right and that is why I love you..."
He loves me!!
I stare wide eyed.
"So we should just keep this conversation to ourselves..."
Damn, I wish I had activated the pad now... what? It is reverse psychology... tell me one thing I want to do another.
"Did you hear what I just heard, George?" A voice says, mops of red hair coming into view.
"Sure did, Fred. Malfoy's got the hot's for Ally!" The other voice laughs.
Draco growls angrily and steps back from me like I'm contaminated. That hurts...
"Weasley's... get lost! Go crawl back into that pigsty you call home." Draco fumes.
"Charming as usual Malfoy." Fred sneers.
"Couldn't agree more, Fred. Forget to take your daily rant-a-thon with Snape this morning?" George agrees. This is not looking good.
"Get lost ferret-boy and go kiss Umbridge... you suck up to her enough, maybe it is time to take the final step..." I snap, mad at him for acting as if I am dirt.
"You're right Ess... maybe I should, it would be far better than kissing a filthy little Mudblood." Malfoy says looking me up and down at the word Mudblood.
He bends close to my ear and whispers the one set of words I never thought I would hear escape a Malfoy's lip's. I am sorry my angel, I will make it up to you later. In bending close to my ear, we gain confused and curious looks from dumb and dumber. Ahem, I mean Fred and George. I love them really, they are my best friends. In the whispered words I knew everything between us was ok and what was said, was said in carry on to fool the pranksters stood before us.
"Now Ally dearest, what was that Ferret Boy whispered to you." Fred smirks with a raised eyebrow.
"You are like a younger sister we need to protect." George pouts when I shake my head.
"Mostly because mum sees you as a daughter and if you get hurt she'll skin us alive..." Fred counters.
"With our own wands!" George cries.
In my opinion they deserve everything Mrs Weasley puts their way... plus more!
"It was just Malfoy being Malfoy... don't worry about me I can handle myself, you know I am inviting my friend Sam to Hogwarts... Dumbledore said we need some exchange students."
I for some reason rub the spot where Malfoy's lips touched my skin... yes he kissed my neck briefly in the darkness.
"That is nice Ally. I think she is evading our question George..." Fred retorts.
On the topic of questions I think I will activate that pad now... hence start secret interview on the unsuspecting... evil laugh.
George: I think you're right Fred.
Fred: I am not trying to help her evade the question... but what's with the flying notepad?
Damn it... rumbled.
Ally: I am doing interviews for an um... project... for um... my friend Sam... too let her ehm... know what the students of Hogwarts are like. Want to take part?
Fred: I don't know what do you think Fred?
George: Oh I don't know George...
Ally: Give over guys... you may be able to fool your mum but you cant fool me with the lets switch names trick!
George: Ally I am crushed and here I thought you loved me and we were to be married.
Fred nods.
Fred: Mum was totally set on it.
George: Ah can you imagine the children Fred?
Fred: Born pranksters! Ally's brain for the cures and creativity. You're cunning, knack for mischief and handsomeness. Wow, the perfect child.
Both twins smirk and I moves along the wall trying to get to freedom. Or at least to a place where there is an escape route.
Ally: Your thoughts on fan fiction?
I evade the whole we are soul mate speech from George... he is only messing around anyway... I hope.
Fred: I like it when they pair me with Hermione. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
George: You man-whore... Hermione is mine!
I smirk... forgotten all about me.
George: Ah-ha I can marry Hermione and Ally can be my mistress... sorted!
I growl lowly... I spoke too soon.
Fred: Now who is the man-whore?
Fred smirks.
Fred: Hermione, Katie or Ally... choose now or forever hold your peace.
George: Awwwww, ok I choose Katie. What about you... Ally, Hermione or Angelina?
Fred: Hmm Ally obviously... nah I wouldn't put you through that Ally, I choose Angelina.
I thank Merlin inwardly, as much as the boys could be sweet. Rarely might I add. They drive me insane to the point where Mrs Weasley has to stop me from killing them.
Ally: Moving on... what is the appeal of pulling pranks?
Fred and George gasp. I roll my big brown eyes at them.
Fred: Ally, shame on you.
George: Fred is right... shame on you. Wait... why is it shame on her?
Fred: She should know the answer to this... she pranks with us, she helped us to come up with the Skiving Snack-boxes!
George: ...and the cures!
I bite my lip, I never wanted that to be brought up again. I know what is coming now...
Fred: As punishment, this interview is now terminated and...
George: ...and you can spend the afternoon after dinner testing our products, we need to perfect cures for some of them which therefore require a trip to the infirmary my dear Ally.
I stand looking at them on the verge of tears... this usually works on them. Their expressions remain cold and unyielding. Oh no. This isn't good. Fred shoves something in my mouth... it tastes alright I guess. I wonder what it does. I blink.
I open my eyes once more to find myself staring round the inside of the hospital wing of the school. Damn those guys! I am going to kill them!
I see Madam Pomfrey - hence known as Madam P - walking towards my bed on seeing me awake.
"Ah my dear you are awake..." The gentle harsh voice of Madam P says soothingly.
"I am going to kill them!" I screech groggily.
"I thought as much. Your note pad told me a lot, which helped. Those two are worse than the Marauders." Madam P laughs. I mean she seriously laughed... this is another I wish I had a camera moment... oh well.
"You mean the Marauders? As in James Potter – Harry's dad, Mr Sirius Black, Professor Remus Lupin and that traitor Peter Pettigrew?" I say jumping up excitedly.
"One in the same... pity you can't interview them for your 'Project'." Madam P states, winking at me on the word 'Project'.
I could kiss Madam Pomfrey right now; she has given me the best idea ever!
As always please read and review... thank you.
- Ally