Hey ya'll! Here's another chapter of--drum roll, please--Slytherin Fiend!
Chapter 4: Lunch and Quidditch Try-outs
"Darcie! Darcie, wait!" I called chasing after her. She didn't stop running until she ran into the Slytherin common room, portrait slamming in my face. I stood there for a minute, not sure what to do so I sat by the portrait hole.
"Is she okay?" asked Fred as he came over to sit next to me.
"I don't know. She ran into her room and isn't coming out."
"We should start off this school year with a bang!" shouted Fred, a mischievious glimmer in his eye.
"But we start every year off with a bang. Why should this be any different?" I asked innocently.
"Because," he said smirking. "This year we have two main targets."
"Who?" I asked innocently, though I was thinking the same thing he was. "Darcie and Sawyer?"
"No," he chuckled. "Although, we haven't pranked Sawyer in a long time." He got this far away look in his eye.
Sawyer's a fifth year Ravenclaw who Fred has a crush on I think.
"I was thinking more along the lines of Chione and Flint."
"Any ideas?" I asked. I was trying to still act innocent but a light bulb came on over my head.
"No. You?" he asked laying his head on my shoulder.
"Well..."
I told him my idea and then we went up to my dorm room--well actually, I went up to my dorm room--and grabbed the itching powder. "It shouldn't wear off for at least a three days, but I haven't got to test it properly, so..." I trailed off, plopping down on the couch next to him.
"Oh no," he said backing away from me and almost fell off the edge of the couch. "You wouldn't!"
"She wouldn't what?" asked George, sitting down on the other side of me.
I told George about my plan to get back at Chione. "And I know exactly who would love to give it to her," I said smirking into the distance.
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"Hey Darcie!" I called at lunch when she looked around for a place to sit. I could tell she was debaiting whether or not to go sit with Chione or not. She looked over at me and I waved her over. "Come sit with us!"
"I...but..." she hesitated.
I got up and walked over to her. I could see she wasn't come quietly. "Come on," I said lightly grabbing her arm and leading her over to the table.
"But what if they say something," Darcie whispered quietly.
"The twins won't bring anything up about the outburst besides the fact that we're going to get back at Snow for what she did, and if anyone else says anything about a Slytherin sitting at the Gryffindor, they'll have me to deal with," I said sitting down across from George and next to Fred.
Darcie slipped into the seat across from Fred and next to George, so her and I were sitting diagonal.
"So," started Fred.
"Wanna prank Snow with us, Darce?" finished George.
"Sure," she said, leaning in to get some food that had appeared on the table a minute ago. "How?"
"This," I said pulling the itching powder half-way out of my purse.
"Let's try to be more original, Aurora. You know as well as I do that that wears off in about a day," said my sister frowning at me.
"I'm hurt, Darce," I said with a mock frown. "I thought you'd think I was more like you. A devious prankster at heart."
Darcie laughed.
"I'm serious. It's like ten times stronger than the weak muggle stuff."
"That's nice. You do realize that we need to do more then just itching powder right?" she said reaching for the butter at the same time Fred reached for it. "Huh?" she asked involuntarily when their hands touched. They both drew back. "Sorry," she muttered turning red in the cheeks.
"M-my fault," stuttered Fred.
I glanced at George from the corner of my eye and saw him trying to hold back his laughter for the sake of him and Darcie.
"George, may I talk to you? In the entrance hall," I said a little bit demanding then the last question. "Does he like her?" I asked curiosly once we got into the entrance hall.
George shrugged. "I don't know."
"Hey, when are quidditch tryouts?" I asked, remembering I was going to try out.
"Um...after lunch, I think..." he replied turning around and heading back. "Hey Fred?" asked George as he sat down. "Are quidditich try-outs after lunch?"
"Um...shooot! We have to get ready!"
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"Your gonna try-out, huh?" asked Oliver following me out to the quidditch pitch.
"Trying out for chaser, Oliver," I said as I mounted my broom and lifted off.
I don't really feel comfortable around Ollie because...well, I don't know, I guess I just feel like he's stalking me sometimes.
"Keep your eyes off her, Oliver," I heard Fred hiss as I joined the others in the air.
"She's our girl," finished George.
I grinned. I'd already stated that fact to them--Fred and George--and they said they'd keep an eye on him.
Sad thing is, I feel more comfortable around Draco then I do Oliver.
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"Sweet!" shouted George, picking me up and twirling me around. "I'm so psyched that you made it on the team, Rori!"
"You made it!" asked a suprised Darcie when I told her.
"Yep," I said hugging my sister.
Hope you enjoyed it.
Loky
