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DISCLAIMER – I ONLY OWN SALLY, BJORK, MAGGIE, ALICIA, ISABEL, CLARA AND NINA….
Draco sauntered up to the table, followed closely by Pansy, Crabbe, Goyle and Zabini.
"Well, look at this group of Mudbloods and Blood-traitors."
Ron, Harry, Sally and Seamus stood up abruptly, wands raised.
"Calm down guys!" said Clara. "He's just trying to wind you up".
"Yes, listen to Neville's little girlfriend boys and Mud-blood." Draco sneered.
Sally snarled, and the boys straightened their wand arms, ready to attack, until-
"GUYS!" came the yell. Everybody turned to see Björk standing, blushing slightly. "Malfoy, leave. Sit down guys. He. Is. Not. Worth it." Draco faltered slightly, and the pink on his cheeks was unmistakable against his pale skin.
"Fine." He said, and turned on his heels, closely followed by his posse.
The group sat there, dumb-founded.
"What was that?" the boys asked.
"Who cares?" stammered Björk. "He's gone. Rejoice! Anyway, I was thinking. We need a name." This distracted most of the group, but Isabel and Hermione knew that something was up. They would have to corner Björk soon.
"That's a great idea!" said Sally. "Like the Marauders!"
"Yeah!" said Harry, keen, despite recent revelations, be like his Dad.
"Ok, well how about-" The group came up with name after name, some funny, some inappropriate, thanks to Seamus and Ron. But none really captured the essence of the group.
"Let's think about this rationally" reasoned Hermione. "We are 13 people, each from a different house. We each represent something different. I mean, in this group we have intelligence, imagination, cunning, loyalty, kindness and bravery. We also have negative aspects. Superiority, naivety, idiocy, rashness, timidity and shyness. What name represents the different aspects?"
"I know!" exclaimed Clara. "13 Directions!"
Everyone thought about it. It was a great name, it represented the diversity of the group.
"That's great Clara-lara" said Sally.
"Thanks Sally-wally."
And so it was decided. They would hereby be known as 13 Directions.
"What are up with those nicknames?" asked Ron. Sally promptly burst out laughing.
"Oh, we have some really weird ones!" She said. "I'm Sally-wally, she's Clara-lara, Björk is Lobster, Alicia is Monkey, Maggie is Mig, Nina is Baba and Isabel is Izzy." She finished with a smile. Everybody laughed, until suddenly, the table and benches vanished from under them. After a few seconds of shock, nearly everybody was laughing hysterically. All, in fact, except Neville, who of course was in pain, as Clara had been sitting on top of him when they fell. Clara looked extremely embarrassed, and was apologising repeatedly. Everybody calmed down, except Sally who kept bursting out into peals of laughter, giving everybody frights. In fact, the only way to calm her down seemed to be to make her angry, and that was worse, because it resulted in screaming, cursing, and hexes being cast. Isabel tried to talk some sense into her on multiple occasions, but it only lasted about 10 seconds. Nina seemed to be joining in her hyper-ness, and sometimes they would randomly run, skip or jump around the room.
"What are you doing girls?" asked Alicia.
"WE'RE GOING TO HAVE TO SIT DOWN IN A SECOND!" yelled Nina from the other end of the room, as Sally laughed. "LET'S GET RID OF ALL OUR ENERGY!"
Ron looked at them, bewildered.
"You really are insane, aren't you?" he asked, to which Sally replied "Yup", and promptly laughed.
As everybody settled down, Harry looked around him. Sally, Hermione and Isabel were all curled up in their boyfriend's arms, and Harry felt – there was no other word for it – jealous. He fought the angry green monster that raged through his chest, and took his seat, next to Nina.
"Even if I never get to go out with her" thought Harry. "At least I got to know her." That thought wasn't helping him.
"HARRY POTTER!" Upon hearing his name, Harry jumped out of his daydream. He turned to see George holding a burnt piece of paper, grinning like a maniac.
Reluctantly, Harry walked up to the twins, ignoring the muttering that followed him everywhere he went. People pointed at his scar, and Harry tried not to notice them as he stood next to the boys.
"All right Harry" Said Fred. "Truth and then a dare question!" Inside, Harry groaned.
"Who do you think is the prettiest girl in the room?" George asked. He grinned, then added "And it better not be our little sister" winking.
Harry gulped. With his head down, he muttered as quietly as he could "Nina".
"Sorry?" Asked Fred, smirking. Harry cursed his bad luck, and scowled at the twins.
"I'm going to kill you two, you know that?" He told them, causing them to snigger.
"Sorry Hazza" they laughed. "Can't hurt family members! You're stuck with us!"
Harry glared, but was actually touched that the twins thought of him as family.
"Fine!" he said. "I think Nina is the prettiest. I love the way her eyes sparkle, and the way she blushes, just the way she is now. I love her hair, which is perfect at all times. She is sweet, intelligent and loyal, and the most perfect person in this room." He finished, feeling his cheeks heat up. He looked at Ron, out the windows, anywhere except at Nina.
"Well" began Fred.
"This is awkward!" joked George. "And it's about to become more so" he said, drifting off as he read Harry's dare.
Snatching it out of George's hands, Fred read out the dare. "Go into a room, only you and the person you just said was prettiest, for twenty minutes!" he finished, laughing.
Please review, and give me some truth or dare ideas. Let's try to get to more than one review for this chapter….
No, but seriously, loads of people seem to be stopping on this story, but only I have a few reviews. Could you guys please, please please tell me if I'm any good? You really have no idea how much it means to me .
Sorry for my REALLY awful writing skills, I'd really appreciate your feedback though
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