There's swearing in this chapter. Just warning anyone that cares...


"I... Uhm... I'm going upstairs." I ran up to the girls dorm, my head spinning. Just then I gasped. My bed was torn apart, and my clothes were all over the floor, most of them torn. My books were ripped in half. And all I saw was Johnson standing on my bed, grinning, holding my dead owl.

"OH MY GOD!"

Johnson grinned evilly. "Merry Christmas, Black." My surprise soon turned to anger.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I never swore that much. But... This person just freaking KILLED MY OWL, AND LIKE JUST DESTROYED EVERYTHING I OWNED!

"Nothing." Johnson raised an eyebrow. "You, however, there is most definitely something wrong with you. You date stealing, friendless, stupid smart-ass."

"Date stealing? Date stealing?! Oh, that's the problem here, is it? It has nothing to do with... With this!" I pointed to my bed, clothes, and books. "Or that!" I pointed to my owl. "You did all of that just because you didn't like the fact that Fred was dancing with me?!"

"Yeah, I did." She tossed Amber across the room and a lump formed in my throat. She was a nice owl...

I turned to her, eyes narrowed, and I was just about to pounce on her when Katie walked in.

"HOLY SH- WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED HERE?!" She gaped at my bed.

"Ask Black." Johnson rolled her eyes.

My eyes widened. "Me? Me? Oh this is my fault now, is it? YOU FUCKING MURDERED MY OWL AND DESTROYED EVERYTHING I OWNED!"

Katie turned to Johnson. "You... You bitch!"

At the exact same time, we both pounced on her. I couldn't take it. What she did was... Criminal, almost.

About ten minutes ago, I was having the best time ever, and then I come back to see... To see this. Johnson kicked me in the face while trying to escape and I fell backwards, and I could tell my nose was bleeding now. I just jumped back onto her, punching the hell out of her.

She was fighting back, and I think she scratched my arm with her ridiculously long nails, until finally we got tired and Katie and I jumped off of her.

Johnson ran downstairs, probably to the hospital wing.

It looked like a drunk murderer had been having a bloody spasm in the dorm. I pointed my wand at my broken nose. "Episkey." I muttered. There was a small crack and I winced as my nose snapped back into place. Then I turned to my bed. I sighed. Waving my wand, everything went back into place. My books and clothes were still ripped, but they all went back into my trunk. At least my bed was fixed. The real problem was Amber.

"Well, what do we do with a dead owl?" I looked at Katie.

She shrugged. "Dunno. We would look really messed up if we walked into the common room with a dead owl. And she's not staying in the dorm."

"I'm not throwing her out the window either." I said. "Actually, I have an idea. I pointed my wand at Amber. "Wingardium leviosa."

Amber hovered in the air, and I levatated her out the open window, and slowly lay her down under the bushes way far down at the bottom of the Gryffindor tower.

"Rest in peace, Amber. Don't worry, Johnson will pay." I mumbled.

"What do we do now?" Katie asked.

"I'm going to bed." I said. She nodded.

I went to the bathroom to wash off my face, and I bumped into Fred. I just then remembered our almost-kiss, and I felt my face heat up. I swear I saw him blush too. I tried to walk past him but he grabbed my arm. He paled and looked at me. "What happened?"

"Ask Johnson." I growled.

"What did she do?"

I bit my lip. "She... Um... She ripped my bedsheets, clothes, and books, then mudered my owl..."

"WHAT?!"

"Shh! Don't wake the whole school." I rolled my eyes.

"I'm going to go kill her." Fred tried to walk off but I stopped him.

"Don't. Katie and I have already beat her up."

"I'm going to kill her anyway." He walked off.

I sighed and let him go off. She deserved it. I washed the blood off my face and decided to just take a shower. I went to bed. I'm going to get so many detentions...

XxX

Angelina, Katie, and I all stood in McGonagall's office.

"This behavior is unbelievable! You three are graduating next year, so act your age!" McGonagall barked.

"Jo- Angelina killed Megan's owl, Professor. She destroyed her bed, clothes, and books too. We were just angry." Katie said.

"Is this true, Miss Johnson?" McGonagall tapped her fingers impatiently on the desk.

Johnson glared at Katie and I. "Possibly."

"You three just recieved a month of detention, and if I hear one more complaint about any of you, you'll be sent straight out of the school. Especially you, Miss Johnson." McGonagall dismissed us.

We all nodded and left the room. Johnson ran off to Alicia without a word, Katie walked up to Camille, and I hurried into the common room to see Fred and George sitting on the couch, joking around.

"You're not expelled?" George asked. I rolled my eyes.

"No. But I get a whole month of detentions." I sighed. "With Katie and Johnson."

"That sucks." Fred frowned.

"Yeah." I bit my lip, sitting beside Fred. I refused to meet his eyes. He nearly kissed me last night! I noticed he was trying not to look at me either. He just looked at the ground, scuffling his feet nervously, while I just fiddled with my thumbs.

George took notice to this. He smirked. "Something happen last night that I don't know about?"

"No." We both said at the same time, a little too quickly.

George laughed. "Spill it, Freddie."

"Nothing happened!" He denied. I swear if George finds out... I mean we weren't snogging, it's just... He'll lock us in a closet or something.

"I'm not stupid." George said.

"Nothing happened, George." I said slowly, silently praying that I sounded somewhat convincing.

He sighed and gave up, leaning back. I stood up. "Well, I'm going to the library. I need to study."

"For what?" They chorused, looking up at me.

I rolled my eyes. "The Potions test."

"What Potions test?"

I laughed. "The one after the break."

"Oh, yeah... Well, we're not letting you study." George pulled me back onto the couch.

I blinked. "Wha- why not?"

"It's called a break for a reason." Fred said.

"But I-"

"You're not Hermione." George said, glancing at said girl, who was studying across the room. She must've heard him, because she looked up, surprised.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing." All three of us said at the same time. She looked at us suspiciously before going back to her reading.

"Fine. What do you want to do?"

"Let's prank someone." Fred and George dragged me into a corner and we began scheming.