"Psssst George, what are you doing out here?" a familiar voice whispers
from behind him. George turns and squints into the fog. A figure is
emerging from the fog and it turns into Fred. George sighs with relief, why
was he so jumpy? Maybe it was because he had this feeling in the pit of his
stomach that something wasn't quite right. The fact that he had to see Wynd
in secret didn't help matters either, he always felt like scum when he had
to lie to people, especially Fred.
"Hey Fred, just getting some air, what are you doing?" George replies with a slight grin. "Looking for you, I thought I heard you talking to someone." Fred says giving George a funny look. "I was talking to myself mostly, and my imaginary friends." George says attempting to look serious. Fred laughs but doesn't look convinced. "Lets go inside now, I feel like sneaking into the kitchens." George says just as Fred's stomach growls. Fred nods and they walk inside leaving the foggy night behind them.
In the morning George walks into the Great Hall and immediately looks for Wynd at her usual spot in Slytherin. She wasn't there yet; usually she was there first. Maybe she had decided to sleep in for once, it would do her some good. George leaned back in his chair and stretched his arms out. Neville sat down next to him and suddenly there was a loud explosion. George sniggered as Neville jumped up and examined the remnants of the new sort of dung bomb that Fred and George had invented, the one that George had just planted in Neville's chair.
George looked over at the table of the Professors and realized that Dumbledore was asking for everyone's attention. He and Fred were still sniggering at Neville, who was running out of the hall to change his robes.
"Attention students, I have some bad news. Unfortunately one of our students has gone missing." Dumbledore announces gravely and staring at the students. George immediately glanced over at Wynd's empty chair, which was still empty. It couldn't be, it just couldn't be Wynd.
"Any information concerning Wyndelin Malfoy is much appreciated. If anyone has any information at all please come forward." Dumbledore says looking around the hall.
George glances over at the Slytherins, most of them seem unaffected by it, but Draco is sitting there playing with his food. 'He actually looks worried' George thinks trying not to look visibly surprised. George had just never thought of Draco as the type to care about anyone but himself.
Fred was staring at George strangely; he had never seen George act like this. George was actually being serious; in fact Fred would go as far as saying that he actually looked worried. Wait, he had seen George outside last night, and he thought he had heard him talking to someone. Could it be that George knew something and he wasn't telling him about it? He stared at George who was now picking at his food, and glancing over at Slytherin every so often.
"George, we need to talk, lets go now." Fred says as he pulls George up. George looks at Fred in surprise, but walks out with him. "What's this about?" George asks looking a little surprised. "I think you know something, who were you talking to last night, and don't tell me it was yourself." Fred says looking at George seriously. Someone clears their throat right behind Fred and George and they both turn and find themselves looking at Draco. "I would like to hear this too, especially if this concerns my sister." Draco says, his eyes narrowed. "I don't know anything more than anyone else. Yes I was outside in the middle of the night last night, but I was talking to myself. I haven't even met that girl." George says looking slightly frustrated.
"Hey Fred, just getting some air, what are you doing?" George replies with a slight grin. "Looking for you, I thought I heard you talking to someone." Fred says giving George a funny look. "I was talking to myself mostly, and my imaginary friends." George says attempting to look serious. Fred laughs but doesn't look convinced. "Lets go inside now, I feel like sneaking into the kitchens." George says just as Fred's stomach growls. Fred nods and they walk inside leaving the foggy night behind them.
In the morning George walks into the Great Hall and immediately looks for Wynd at her usual spot in Slytherin. She wasn't there yet; usually she was there first. Maybe she had decided to sleep in for once, it would do her some good. George leaned back in his chair and stretched his arms out. Neville sat down next to him and suddenly there was a loud explosion. George sniggered as Neville jumped up and examined the remnants of the new sort of dung bomb that Fred and George had invented, the one that George had just planted in Neville's chair.
George looked over at the table of the Professors and realized that Dumbledore was asking for everyone's attention. He and Fred were still sniggering at Neville, who was running out of the hall to change his robes.
"Attention students, I have some bad news. Unfortunately one of our students has gone missing." Dumbledore announces gravely and staring at the students. George immediately glanced over at Wynd's empty chair, which was still empty. It couldn't be, it just couldn't be Wynd.
"Any information concerning Wyndelin Malfoy is much appreciated. If anyone has any information at all please come forward." Dumbledore says looking around the hall.
George glances over at the Slytherins, most of them seem unaffected by it, but Draco is sitting there playing with his food. 'He actually looks worried' George thinks trying not to look visibly surprised. George had just never thought of Draco as the type to care about anyone but himself.
Fred was staring at George strangely; he had never seen George act like this. George was actually being serious; in fact Fred would go as far as saying that he actually looked worried. Wait, he had seen George outside last night, and he thought he had heard him talking to someone. Could it be that George knew something and he wasn't telling him about it? He stared at George who was now picking at his food, and glancing over at Slytherin every so often.
"George, we need to talk, lets go now." Fred says as he pulls George up. George looks at Fred in surprise, but walks out with him. "What's this about?" George asks looking a little surprised. "I think you know something, who were you talking to last night, and don't tell me it was yourself." Fred says looking at George seriously. Someone clears their throat right behind Fred and George and they both turn and find themselves looking at Draco. "I would like to hear this too, especially if this concerns my sister." Draco says, his eyes narrowed. "I don't know anything more than anyone else. Yes I was outside in the middle of the night last night, but I was talking to myself. I haven't even met that girl." George says looking slightly frustrated.