The next day, we had Defense Against the Dark Arts with the Slytherins.
"Please take out your books and read Chapter 1. There will be no need for talk," Professor Umbridge said.
I had heard that Harry had gotten detention for going against just reading and saying that Voldemort was back, (being best friends with Fred and George, I was one of the only people that believed him) so I didn't say anything. However, I loathed that class form then on…it was so incredibly boring!
Two weeks later, the first Quidditch match of the season took place between Gryffindor and Slytherin. This was Fred and George's last year as Beaters, and Lee Jordan's last year to commentate.
Luna Lovegood, Ginny Weasley's friend that had eaten Fred and George's products (because Fred and George are so smart and cute that they have products!) had a huge lion on her head…I was sitting a few seats away from her on the Gryffindor side.
All of a sudden, the Slytherins started to sing. author's note: J.K. ROWLING OWNS THIS SONG! I'm merely repeating it!
Weasley cannot save a thing,
He cannot block a single ring,
That's why Slytherins all sing,
Weasley is our King.
Weasley was born in a bin,
He always lets the Quaffle in,
Weasley will make sure we win,
Weasley is our King.
All the Slytherins were making fun of Ron!
Luckily, Harry caught the Snitch, and Gryffindor won.
I went down to the field to congratulate them, and found Harry and George beating up Draco. I couldn't say I blamed them, after that song.
McGonagall came and took them off. I was really afraid she was going to punish them badly.
"I have never seen anything like this! You should be ashamed of yourselves!" she said.
"He was making fun of our family and Harry's mum!" said George.
"So instead of waiting for an adult, you decided to give everyone an exhibition of Muggle dueling?" she asked.
"Hem, hem," We heard a cough from Umbridge. Oh no, I thought.
"I think a little punishment seems to be in order," she said.
"Yes, but I am their Head of House, so I believe I have the power to deal out punishments," said McGonagall.
They continued to argue, until Harry, George, and Fred ended up with a lifelong Quidditch ban.
Fred, George, and I all walked back to the school.
"This is so stupid! Fred, you didn't even do anything!" I said.
"I know…if it's the last thing we do we're gonig to get that woman," said Fred.
"I'll help," I volunteered.
"Good, having someone form another House will be great. Can you meet us in the Room of Requirement tomorrow night?"
"Sure," I agreed and then proceeded to dinner. They might be fine, but I was hungry…
The next night, I met Fred and George in the Room of Requirement.
"Now, you've seen the Skiving Snackboxes, but wait until you see these," said Fred.
They proceeded to show me joke items I had never thought possible.
"We can wreak some real havoc with these," I said.
"Yeah, that's the point, isn't it?" replied George.
The next weekend was Hogsmeade weekend. Fred and George had told me about a meeting in the Hog's Head where Harry, Ron, and Hermione were starting a Defense Against the Dark Arts group. A real one as opposed to that crap Umbridge was doing…
"We'll have….twenty-five butterbeers, please," said Fred, "well, come on, cough up! We don't have enough Galleons for all of you!"
I reached into my pocket to get my money.
"Oh, don't worry about it, Lilli, we'll pay for you," said George.
"Thanks," I said.
OMG! Did Fred and George just offer to pay for my butterbeer! eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! I hope they like me…of course they do! They just offered to pay for me…but then again we are best friends…maybe they were just being friendly? I don't know…but if they do like me, who likes me more? Who do I like best? HELP!
Apparently, while I was thinking, I must have stared off into space (with a huge grin on my face) and Fred was trying to grab my attention. Then George started shaking me.
"Lilli, are you in there?" Fred asked.
"What? Oh, sorry…I was just…….thinking," I covered. We all laughed.
"Hey, I wanted to ask you something," said Fred, a little nervously.
"Yeah?" is this it?
"Would you-"
Just then, Harry started talking about the group.
Right then, I don't think I was madder at anyone else.
