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"Tania, get up, you're going to miss breakfast." Hermione shook her hurriedly.

Tania managed to pry her eyes open in time enough to get dressed and make her way down to the Great Hall for breakfast.

"'Morning, Hermione..." she yawned as Serge brought her a copy of The Daily Prophet, the wizarding newspaper. "Thanks for waking me in time for breakfast, I'm famished."

"No problem-hey, you mind if I look at your newspaper?"

"Sure, go ahead."

Hermione took the paper from her and looked at it as Tania bit into a piece of toast. Hermione threw the paper to the side towards Tania and remarked, "Nothing interesting happening these days..."

Tania rooted through it and found that she was right.

"So..." said Hermione cautiously. "Are you still upset?"

"A little." shrugged Tania, biting into an apple. "But I mean, I can't do anything about it anyway, so I figure I should just-"

What Tania should just do Hermione never found out, for at that moment, a large bullfrog leapt onto her shoulder.

Not so much out of fright, but out of shock, Tania screamed and shoved the frog off her shoulder. "WHO DID THIS!!!" she screamed around the table.

Fred and George appeared behind her, grinning insanely.

"You!" Tania yelled at them.

"Us?" Fred asked truthfully. "I only wish we had thought to do that. Congrats to whoever the mastermind was."

"No, I really did do that one, Fred." George said, laughing. "Sorry I didn't let you in on it, mate."

Fred looked totally offended. "You didn't let me in on it?" He pretended to start crying. "And I thought you were my twin!" He laughed.

"No, seriously, Tania," continued George, "don't be angry with me, Allyson told me to do it."

"What!?" Tania was shocked.

Almost as soon as she said this, Allyson shoved Fred and George to the side and came over, picking the frog up and sitting next to Tania. She hunched herself over as though she was hiding.

Tania stared at her. "What are you doing?" she was getting a little perturbed now.

"I'm sorry I did that, Tania, I needed to get over here to talk to you and, without a big commotion, I doubt Oliver would have left me alone long enough."

Fred and George burst out laughing. George pinched Allyson's cheek jokingly. "Aww, is poor ickle Allyson being chased around by nasty Owiver Wood?"

"Shove off, you git." Allyson said, slapping George's hand angrily.

The twins laughed even harder and made their way over to Ron and Harry to tease them about Lord knows what.

Allyson glared at both of them for a moment, then turned back to Tania. "I like them, but they're just too... Uh!" Allyson finished lamely. "So anyway..." She smiled. "You seem a little happier this morning."

Tania shrugged. "Yeah, a bit."

"Because, you know, Gryffindor isn't a bad house at all. In fact, it's arguably better than Ravenclaw."

"I know..." sighed Tania. "I'm just not looking forward to telling Mum and Dad."

Allyson looked at her sadly. "Do you want me to write them a letter for you?"

Tania shook her head. "Thanks, but I think I need to do it."

Allyson smiled a little. "Well, little sis', I just want to say that I'm proud of you. I'm being a little selfish in saying that I would like you to be in Ravenclaw with me, but I really do think that the Sorting Hat made the right choice, regardless of whether you believe it did or not."

Tania smiled. "Thanks for the support."

"Anytime, mate." She patted Tania on the shoulder.

Suddenly, Oliver appeared out of nowhere. "Oh, there you are, Allyson!"

Allyson jumped in her seat from shock and grimaced when he said her name. She turned around, forcing a smile in his direction.

"I wanted to ask you when Ravenclaw has Quidditch practice-"

"Oliver, there are more important things than Quidditch."

Oliver looked terrified at the thought that anything might be more important than Quidditch. "WHAT! I hope you realize the seriousness of what you just said-"

Allyson interrupted him by physically shoving him out of the way and turned to Tania.

"Why are you still going out with him?" Tania laughed.

"I don't even know..." Allyson lowered her voice. "He's such a sweetheart, I don't think I could stand to break up with him... I think I may have to, though."

"Why don't you like him?"

Allyson sighed and waved her hands around, looking for words to explain what was wrong with him. "Eh... He's too..." She sighed. "He's too clingy."

"Clingy?"

"You can see how he is around me! I mean, he's obsessive, it's creepy!"

"Well, at least he's got Quidditch to distract him." Tania smiled.

"Well, there's another thing. If he's so obsessed with me, you'd think he'd really care about me, right?"

"He doesn't?"

"He does... He just cares about Quidditch more."

Tania giggled. "Yeah, you need to dump him."

Allyson laughed. "Well, we've got to be in class in about twenty minutes, so I'll leave you be. Good luck on your first day."

"Thanks."

Allyson walked off. Tania really wanted her to stay, but she knew her sister didn't have a choice. She turned back to her schedule and looked at the day that awaited her.

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