I took the last seat beside who I'm guessing was George or Fred…who knows, and looked at the table now covered with food.
"What in the world is that?" I said pointing at a thing that resembled the pies from Sweeney Todd.
"Steak and kidney pie," one of the red haired kids told me.
"Eww. The British really need to learn how to cook."
"Wait. Are you American?" the same freckly kid said.
"Well…not technically. I was born here but raised there. But British food is one of the things I will never miss." I gestured to the pie.
"Then why didn't go to school there like The Salem Witches Institute?" Some girl asked me. Ugh. I hate eavesdroppers.
"I'm a special circumstance," I gave her the sweetest smile I could manage. I think she noticed my mock sweetness and turned back to the girl next to her.
"That's cool. Well I'm George and that there is Fred. We're seventh years."
"Pleasure to meet you." Shoot, I let my accent come back.
"Nice accent," Fred said.
"Mine's better than yours."
"Sure." Calm yourself Demi, no need to get cocky. I had to remind myself.
"Well I'm Demi as you might know already."
"We heard," they said in unison
"Yeah, well I think I'll head up now." I turned to leave.
"Wait you haven't eaten anything," George pointed out. Just then my stomach chose the perfect time to rumble, reminding me that I was, in fact, starving.
"You're right," I flicked my wrist and two chicken legs, a roll, potatoes and a piece of apple pie fell on my plate. "Now I'm all set." I turned to leave again.
"Wait," he grabbed me by my wrist. I felt my skin blaze but kept my temper under control. "Can I walk you there?" By now half table was staring at me.
"Hey, George! Didn't you hear the hat? She is way out of your league. She's diabolical," Fred laughed.
"Yeah George I don't think she she's the one for you. Way out of your league," another red headed boy called.
"Yeah George," echoed around the table. I could see George turn red and drop my wrist. I felt bad for him. Something I don't even feel for my brothers and sisters. I couldn't believe it, but what shocked me the most was what I did next.
"Come on George," and I grabbed him by his hand and led him out of the hall I'm sure to the shock of the people of the table.
Once outside the door, I let my hand drop. "That was a one time deal. Ok?" He looked surprised but shook his head.
"Yeah I guess you are way out of my league."
I felt that feeling again and it was like I couldn't control myself. "No, no. I have commitment issues." Commitment issues? Since when did that happen?
He looked at me like I was crazy. I shrugged. "Whatever," and walked in what I think was the way to Gryffindor Tower. He ran to catch me.
"I said I was going to walk you there didn't I?"
"Yeah but I think the fair lady can look after herself, thank you," I sassed him.
"I'm sure you could," We walked in silence the rest of the way until we came upon a picture of an obese woman.
"Well you don't see that everyday," I mumbled. I flicked my wrist and the portrait opened to the screams of the lady.
"NO! YOU CAN'T DO THAT!!" but I stepped through and let the door swing shut. George just stared and shook his head.
"Well nice to meet you." I smiled and turned. He caught my hand again. "Do you have to do that again," I sighed.
"Of course my lady," he bent and kissed my hand which sent a jolt through me and I eyed him eyes blazing. I yanked my hand back but he didn't seem to notice. The few people in the Common Room eyed us suspiciously and one boy fell off his chair when I looked at him. I guessed that this would have spread by tomorrow and I would have consequences for it. I stalked off to me bed hoping to miss the fire.
I fell asleep as soon as I hit the pillow with the aid of a little sleeping potion and didn't wake up until about 2 in the morning where I snuck down to the Common Room to call back home. Alice answered on the first ring. No surprise there.
"OMG!! How's Hogwarts!" Alice yelled into the phone.
"Very British," is all I said.
"Do they all have cool accents like Carlisle thinks he has?"
"Yes, Alice, they all have cool accents." Alice sometimes asked the most random questions.
I heard a growl on the other end of the phone and a clatter as I'm guessing it hit the floor. A frantic Jasper picked it up. "Demetria are you ok? Everyone is nice. You didn't kill anyone?"
"Jeez, Jasper, you have so much faith in me don't you?"
"Well, you've never been so far away from me before."
"Jasper, calm yourself. You are pretty capable of that. No need to worry about your little girl. Jeez you're worse then Edward is with Nessie and I'm not even your biological daughter."
"I heard that!" Edward shouted in the background.
"You know its true, dad," Nessie piped in.
"Yes well…" he was cut off by another growl and Jasper again.
"I just don't want you or anyone hurt ok?"
"A little late. I think I broke all the boys' hearts tonight," I waited for a response but instead I got a two growls and a crash.
"Demi?" Emmett's voice came on.
"Yeah, Emmett."
"Always a heartbreaker, aren't you? What'd you do…kiss someone?" I could hear multiple laughs. But I didn't respond.
"You didn't kiss anyone did you?" The laughing stopped.
Oh no. Stupid, overprotective vampires. "Not technically," I muttered.
Another crash and Rosalie came over the phone. "Who is he and what does he look like?" Of course she's worried about looks.
"George Weasley, about 6' 3", muscular, red-headed, and I don't like him," I had to reassure myself that was true.
"Interesting. So you kissed him." It sounded like an accusation.
"NO! He kissed my hand then I got all mad and walked away," I shrugged.
"THAT'S MY GIRL! YOU SHOULD HAVE SLAPPED HIM! LET ME GO EMMETT" I heard Jasper in the background. Really stupid, overprotective vampire.
Bella came on. "That's good. I hope you have fun."
"Sure."
The all came back on and said bye and Jasper told me that I was too young where I reminded him I was a big girl and had dated before. His response was "Werewolves don't count."
I stared at the phone for awhile after I hung up and decided to put up the family photos before everyone woke up.