Hayley
The days passed, not so quickly and the toad is getting powerful day by day and I make up of plans day by day on how to kill her. Dumbledore's Army –Yes, we're calling it that, deal with it – is also going well, I mean the toad hasn't found out.
The O.W.L's are approaching fast, and Hermione – Jason's girlfriend, he stopped being a pansy and asked her – has been pestering us about how we never do our assignments and other stuff.
I don't listen, I zone out.
Right now I'm lying in bed thinking about how shitty my life is, a year ago if someone had told me that I was a witch, I would've laughed at their face and tell them that they needed a mental institution.
But now, everything is easy to believe. The one downside is that I can't play quidditch, since I'm in both Slytherin and Gryffindor I can't exactly play on both teams so that is why I'm going to Dumbledore to put me in either Slytherin or Gryffindor.
Standing up, I sigh rubbing my face. I've been having shitty dreams about the night in Halloween, the green light and Voldemort's cold laugh. I've been drinking a dreamless sleep potion for about two days now. And I'm pretty sure; mum will kill me if she knew.
Tying my hair into a bun, I yank open the door to Dumbledore's office. There I see a man; I think his name was Corny something. Cornelius Fudge yeah, that. They stop talking to look at me, I smile and sit down.
"May I help you Miss. Potter?" Dumbledore asks and I nod, "Yes, I want a house. I can't be in both Slytherin and Gryffindor. Settle me in either Slytherin or Gryffindor"
"I'm afraid it's not possible Miss. Potter, you went through the sorting twice and it still said Grytherin" Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling.
I glare at the old man "There's no such house as Grytherin, and I can't even play Quidditch" I whine. Fudge stares at me in amusement.
"Very well Miss. Potter" Dumbledore says and puts the sorting hat on top of my head.
"You again?" The hat asks, and I sigh "Me again, just put me in a house, not Grytherin" I warn the hat chuckles.
Can hats chuckle?
"Well then, Gryffindor" the shouts and I sigh in relief.
"Thanks, Professor" I grin and yank the door open disappearing into Gryffindor Common room. Ginny is talking with Harry, sitting on the couch, while Ron and Hermione are arguing like an old married couple. The twins were talking in hushed whispers.
"Hey baby bro," I say ruffling Harry's hair as I walk past him to the twins, wrapping my arms over their shoulders "Hey boys," I say sitting in between them "Hey Potter" the say in unison, which gives me the creeps.
Fred and George call me by Potter, since – I actually have no explanation for that. "What are you doing?" I ask, eyeing them suspiciously. They give me a wicked grin
"Planning our–"
"–products for the–"
"Joke shop" they grin in unison making goosebumps rise in my arm. "Stop that," I say, "Stop what?" they ask in unison. "Ugh, that!" I point making them grin like maniacs.
"Weirdoes" I mutter under my breath.
A/N: Late update, I know, but I'm in writer's block and can't seem to get out of it. I managed to write this one, somehow. Don't forget to Review and follow thanks.