Greensleeves: A Hogwarts Story
Chapter 2
The tapestry moved. A little witch garbed in tiny, purple robes smiled up at a cat in a tree. The cat, too, was purple and was fast asleep on a branch. An enraged Whomping Willow attacked a mischievous gnome. The gnome escaped and made obscene gestures at the tree. A band of tiny wizards and witches in different shades of green paraded about a building. They were shouting something, but could not be heard. Up in the top right-hand corner, a Quidditch match was being played. One team was in purple, the other in blue. The purple team seemed to be winning. In a garden, a young wizard lay on his stomach trying to transform a beetle into a rat. His mother came out and took the wand and scolded him. Many other things were happening at the same time, Diana always had something to watch. She had kept herself entertained by watching the individual scenarios develop. Never had she been exposed to so much magic! It was all so brilliant, what one could do with magic. Of course she knew that magic went far beyond moving tapestries. She should know, her grandfather's magazine reported lots of strange incidents. For example, one wizard in Switzerland gave an exclusive interview about the Hepperroot Theory. He said that Hepperroot, when mixed with certain, top-secret ingredients, could have horrible side effects. One boy had his tongue turned into a raccoon. An old gentleman claimed that his toenails fell off from the concoction. Magic was certainly not to be tampered with. But still, Diana couldn't help but be amazed.
"Di, snap out of it," said Rae, "You've been staring at that thing for hours, honestly."
"Sorry," said Diana, not really sure why she was apologizing. They were sitting in the Gryffindor common room, along with Kar, Verille, and Terrance. Diana personally would have preferred it if Verille wasn't there. She was so proud of herself. She flaunted her beauty and charm. At the moment, she was engaged in a conversation with Terrance. Rae was trying to get her hair under control, and Kar was sitting, staring at the floor.
Poor thing, thought Diana, Must be hard having an evil clone.
Everyone else had long since gone to bed. She decided to turn in herself. She stood and streched her limbs, tired from being in the same position for so long.
"I'm off to bed," she announced.
"G'night" said Rae. No one else said anything. Diana ascended the stairs in a tense silence.