Chapter 11 - I hate him
George was out of the hospital and back to lessons which didn't please him. In the great hall Fred and George were talking to Harry, Ron and Hermione.
"so Fred what spells are you using in the 3rd task?" asked Hermione.
"umm I don't know yet" said Fred thinking.
"you don't know, the task is 2 weeks away" said Hermione worried.
"don't worry me and Fred will sort it out" said Harry.
"yeah what he said" said Fred eating a piece of toast.
Everyone started laughing until a owl flew past Fred dropping a letter in front of him.
"oh my god NOOO!" shouted Fred.
"a howler, from who?" said George about to open it.
"don't open it" said Fred snatching it of him.
"you have to or it will never leave you alone" said Ron remembering his howler from his mother in his second year.
"ok hands over your ears" said Fred closing his eyes while opening it. The howler lifted itself into the air in Fred's face.
"FREDERICK WEASLEY, HOW DARE YOU GET INTO THE TOURNAMENT AND DANGERING YOURSELF AND GEORGE. I AM VERY DISAPOINTED IN YOU, YOU COULD BE KILLED. ME AND YOUR FATHER WILL BE THERE AT YOUR LAST TASK, YOUR FATHER HAS THE DAY OFF, NEVER EVER DO THIS AGAIN. Of course we don't blame you, Harry dear, you must be so scared" The howler ripped itself up and landed in Fred's orange juice.
"t-t-their going to be t-t-there" said Fred staring at his juice. George was looking confused.
"what's wrong George?" asked Harry staring at him.
"I don't get it, how am I in danger?" he asked Harry.
"Let me answer this one" said a voice behind Harry. It was Draco Malfoy.
"Remember at the end of the 2nd task" he said and then made coughing noises and looking scared. Fred stood up staring at Draco looking like he was about to punch him.
"shut it Malfoy" he said through gritted teeth.
"Fred, sit down, I don't care" said George dragging him down.
"let him Weasley, you don't like people saying stuff about your twin, do you?" Draco was glaring at Fred smirking.
"no I don't" muttered Fred shaking off George's hand who was still trying to force him down. Draco turned away from Fred and turned to George who was standing up now.
"how long were you in the hospital Weasley?" he asked George.
"a week" George muttered staring at the floor, he knew where this was going.
"1 week, oh, that must mean it was serious, what was wrong?" asked Draco smiling evilly.
"they don't know" said George quietly. Fred also knew where it was going.
"drop it, Malfoy" snapped Fred gritting his teeth. Draco ignored Fred and carried on.
"you mean nothing was wrong" Malfoy said loudly so the whole hall turned to face George.
"no, I mean they don't know if it was the water or my lungs" snapped George getting frustrated.
"There are loads of rumours going round about you Weasley, not very good ones either" said Draco in a know-it-all voice.
"what do you mean?" said George curiously.
"I mean, next time you cry when someone mentions Fred's death, think, maybe he might be he one talking about you behind your back"
Draco walking away leaving George standing there confused, he sat down and sat there thinking about what he meant.
"George, I swear, I didn't say anything" said Fred worried.
"I know you wouldn't, you never left the hospital" said George smiling. Fred blushed embarrassed, Harry, Hermione and Ron laughed.
"what's troubling you then?" Fred asked once he wasn't red anymore.
"how Malfoy knew about me crying" he muttered still in thought.
Fred thought about it for a second and then stared at Ron.
""Ron" he asked with a evil look on his face.
"Yeah?" he asked nervously.
"how did Malfoy know about George crying?" Ron was staring at George who was giving him a look he only uses when planning revenge.
"well umm about that, you see, I was talking about it in potions to Harry and Malfoy must of overheard me" Ron closed his eyes waiting for shouting.
"you talked about me in a classroom full of Slytherins, do you ever think?" said George trying to calm himself down.
"I'm sorry George, I didn't know Malfoy was behind us" wined Ron starting to get scared.
"Sorry isn't going to get my reputation back is it?" George couldn't control his temper any longer, Fred could see that.
"come on George, lets go figure out what the next task is" said Fred dragging George away.
In the library.
"I hate him" Said George while looking through Standard book of spells Grade 6.
"who? Malfoy or Ron" said Fred laughing.
"umm I don't know, probably both" answered George laughing.
"anyway as I don't know what the next task is, what spells should I use?" said Fred staring at a page.
"I don't know, do you think you could memorise a whole book in 2 weeks?"
"err no, I could try if I don't sleep" said Fred sarcastically. George laughed.
"I'm so glad I never got in" he said looking at Fred.
"oh, yeah, good luck Fred, don't worry just memorise a book, I'm sure you'll do fine" Fred said pretending to flick through a invisible book.
"ok, I get it, you still think your gonna die" he said knowingly.
"I don't think, I know" he said folding George's DADA homework into a plane.
"your not, i'll find out what the most useful spells are and teach them to you, simple" said George but looking nervous.
"ok, what about Harry?"
"he has Hermione, he will be fine" Fred laughed.
"very true" he answered smiling.