B/N: I dont own Harry Potter. Wish I did! Thanx to my amazing readers!
Chapter 7
"I cannot believe it's the Christmas Holidays already!" Elsa exclaimed.
Everyone else nodded in agreement, though Elsa wasn't sure they could actually hear her over the gale going on outside. The twins were holding a handful of sweets, Elsa rushed over to them.
"Ooh! Sweets!" she squeaked, stealing one from George and popping it into her mouth. She promptly turned into a large feathery canary.
"So." she thought "This is what it's like to be a bird... wait... what? George..."
George was fighting back laughter as the canary started to peck angrily at his head. He opened the beak and put a green sweet into her mouth and she turned back to a normal, but furious, Elsa. She whacked him on the arm, lightly, but then he began laughing so hard he ran into a wall. Elsa was still fuming.
"Come on Elsie! It was funny! Ooh, I know how to make you laugh!" he exclaimed, grabbing her and tickling her as hard as he could, the pair were now rolling on the floor laughing. Not noticing the entire common room staring at them.
"Well well well. Weasley and Slytherin." came Kali Lester's snide voice from the stairs.
Elsa whipped around. George had already stood up, the entire room had their wands drawn pointing at Kali Lester. The whole incident with Kali calling Elsa a Slytherin had spread around Gryffindor. Everyone now hated Kali except Andy, who has standing next to Kali. Since the incident Kali and Andy had tried to corner Elsa many times, and were turned into something random by any Gryffindors near them every single time anyone got the chance.
A strong blast blew everyone back. A huge owl had opened the window sending strong air tornadoes whirled in throwing everyone off their feet. Elsa was standing right next to George and was thrown, face down on top of him.
"This..." he gasped "Has got to be enchanted wind!"
Elsa nodded in agreement, before noting that he was holding her waist. She blushed furiously and rolled off, only to be picked up by the wind and dragged, feet first out the window into the hurricane outside.
Her ribs hurt. Her head hurt. A weird tugging, stretching feeling engulfed her.
"GEORGIE!" she yelled, noticing that in the red-head's struggle to keep hold of her, he had been blown out too. They grabbed hands and plummeted to the ground. It all went black.
A white washed wall was the next thing Elsa saw.
"Ge-or-George..."she whimpered, while a red-head's face appeared above her. George smiled down at her. He had bandages all round his arms and legs, one across his face. Only then did she notice her current state. She had less bandages but her head was throbbing. "Uh-what happened?"
George grimaced at the thought,
"Well!" Fred smiled as he burst in to find both his brother and Elsa awake, "Elsa flew out the window and George grabbed on. We don't really know what happened..."
George smiled at his brother and continued the story.
"We grabbed hands as we fell. The sheer force of the tornado broke most of our bones. When we fell you were going to hit the ground so I grabbed you and turned you over so I would hit the ground first. You were already unconscious. My bones are worse then yours."
Elsa laughed a little. "So Heroic."
He blushed and she sniggered at him. Her eyes fell on a dark blue bruise on the side of his face and a thought struck her. With all the confusion she had forgotten to send a letter to her parents. They must think she would be a snake. What on earth would they do about George, hit both of them to death, most likely. The thought haunted Elsa until the Christmas Break.
