I'm still in a wicked bad writer's block and a bad mood. I think the bad mood might help a little in this one.
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Weeks went by and Harry carried on with the supply and demand for his fellow students. Most of his orders this time around came from the Slytherin House. They seemed to be more in demand of everything. Harry and his friends couldn't keep up some night and had to hold off half of the order. This led to threats towards the group and Gryffindor House. Harry decided to give most of the share to Ron and Hermonie. He had enough money in his bank account to last him the rest of his life. He didn't need anymore. He knew that Ron's family needed it more than that.
As the weeks went by Harry saw less and less of Lisa. She seemed to be disappearing from the Hogwarts grounds all together. She never showed for meals or has he seen her in classes. Harry got suspicious but decided not to think about it. He did need to get over Lisa. He needed to move on as fast as he could. Being burdened with this wasn't something he wanted on his mind.
He did often think of her when he went out by himself to get weed. He remembered all the good times they spent. But it soon went sour when Snape came to mind. He hated his teacher dearly. He couldn't even express aloud to the world. Snape seemed to be everywhere and down Harry's back ever second. Snape was on to something. But no one knew exactly what.
Harry saw Lisa at dinner. She was dressed to kill. Keeping his eyes off of her was very hard. She had an amazing black robe on. It looked much better than Snape's attire. Everything black looked good on her. Even in dreams.
"Guess that witch showed up for dinner," George whispered.
"She seems to be looking right at you Harry," Fred laughed. "Think she still likes you?"
"I don't care," Harry looked over his shoulder as Lisa looked away.
"Forget about her, Harry. You got something going good for you here. Look, you're making the most money, probably more than the Malfoys. And have got the houses to get along most of the time. No one has ever done that." Ron took a bite of food. "And food just seems to taste so much better nowadays."
"But I have Snape down on me all the time. Do you know how hard it is to get around him in the dungeons?"
"Hard." Fred and George smirked.
"But we can always help you with that," George pointed a chicken leg at him.
"Yeah, we've got some trick up our sleeves." Fred stated.
"Just let us go out one night for you. I'm sure we will do well." George got a gleam in his eye.
"I'll think about it." Harry looked back over his shoulder. Lisa was gone. "I might have something else for you guys to do instead."
"But we do charge, dear Harry." George moved in closer.
"How much?"
"A dime for the post of us" Fred pointed to his brother.
"I'll get back to you later."
They all went back to eating as Harry plotted against his exlover.
