Chapter 7:Skipping The First Task

As November the twenty-fourth neared closer, Maggie was still sore at the boys. She had not spoken to them more than five minutes the previous night, and today, she avoided them entirely. It wasn't an easy task seeing as how they have four classes together on Thursdays. It was the week before the first task of the TriWizard Tournament.

There were anxious amounts of whispers spreading around the entire school, along with the two that joined Hogwarts. Every time Maggie thought about Jaques, she felt more embarassed, angry, and humiliated. If Fred, George, or Lee had just been sweet about it, helping her up, maybe Jaques would have seen that she was wanted.

Of course, she was talking about Fred and George Weasley. Lee might have, if the twins were not around. But, they were, and she felt as if she could punch the three of them!

As she rounded a corner, heading to the Common Room, she slammed into a body. A glimpse of blonde hair caught her stare before she fell into the wall at her side. Maggie let her mouth form an 'O' shape as she spotted who she had ran into. Jaques Sinclair was smiling at her as his friends pulled him into the hallway heading to the Great Hall.

He stared at her until he nearly broke his neck, craning it to catch one last glimpse at her. Maggie felt a flutter of happiness spring into her stomach, making her want to whoop with joy. But, someone behind her knocked her from her dazed happiness. "He's a player, Mag."

She turned around and saw Fred's face looking down at her with concern. "Oh, yea. Like you care." She said skeptically, pushing past him to travel up the stairs into the Gryffindor Tower. Fred reached out and grabbed Maggie by the elbow, turning her around.

"What's the matter with you? You won't talk to us in class, you won't sit with us at dinner, or even in the common room. Did we offend you or say something wrong?"

Maggie wrenched her arm free and glared up at him, pulling her robes tighter around her body. "You LAUGHED at me."

"What? When?"

"At Hogsmeade! I fell and instead of being a friend and helping me up, you laughed." She started up the stairs again, but was cut off by the Weasley. He put his hand on her shoulders and stopped her from moving. "Maggie...who said we were friends?" Her jaw dropped at his cruelty, and instead of punching him like she so wanted to, she faught back the tears in her eyes and continued to the Tower.

"Oh, come on, Mag! I was kidding! You know we're friends...Maggie!" Fred called after her, but it was no use. She was already through the portrait, wiping the string of tears that fell down her cheeks. People stared at her but she kept on, ignoring them.

Maggie sat in the library, trying to fight back the urge to look out the window and see what was happening at the Tournament. She had decided to skip it afterall, thinking it would be a good time to work on her school work. She was mistaken.

With every question answered in her Transfiguration assignment, she had to force her eyes to look at the book instead of at the window. She had, however, seen a large red Dragon, breathing a cone of fire as someone flew around it.

Inside, she felt like that Dragon. Maggie vowed to never look Fred Weasley in the eye again. She inwardly wished she had the ability to breathe fire. She'd definately give him red hair if she could.

George, she could speak to again. And she found him to be nicer to speak to than his brother. He would help her with Potions, and she asked him to in front of Fred to make him jealous.

With a huff, Maggie threw her book into her satchel and stood from the room. Madame Pince had been at the Tournament, and thankfully, Maggie didn't have to put up with her scowl. She fled from the library, debating on whether to try and see if the House-elves needed to dispose of some extra food.

But, a crowd rushing through he halls persuaded her otherwise. Lee bounded around her, encircling her with a hug. "Party in Gryffindor!!!"

"What? Why?"

"Harry won!"

"What?" She asked once more, laughing as Lee exictedly jumped around her. He leapt away, falling back into the crowd that rushed down the halls. "C'mon Mag!" Fred and George said, more George than Fred, as they came behind her, pulling her down the hall. "We got butterbeer and tons of food!"

From behind her, she saw a couple of unfamiliar looking boys, following them. Among the group was Jaques Sinclair. His enchanting smile fell upon her and she blushed deeply. Did he like her too?!

WOW! Long time since updated...I'm TERRIBLY sorry. I kinda forgot about this story...but I've finished it and I'm posting it ALLLLLLLLLLLLL tonight. My treat!