What Happened?

Skyler didn't feel like being around people right now. She had skipped breakfast and lunch. She was just sitting on her bed listening to her muggle CD player, turned way up so she couldn't hear anything else.

KNOCK KNOCK. No answer. KNOCK KNOCK. Still no answer. POP

"What the hell?" Skyler asked loudly when she opened her eyes to find Fred and George standing in front of her.

"She's in here guys," George called. The rest of the teens came into the room.

"We were worried about you," Harry told her, seeing the 'What's going on?' look on her face.

"Well, I'm fine. You can leave now," Skyler replied sarcastically.

"Then why have you been in here all day?" Fred asked, just as sarcastic.

"I felt like it," she retorted.

"OK, spill. What happened last night?" Harry asked, sitting down by her.

"Nothing."

"Then what was all that racket?" Hermione asked.

"Nothing."

"Well, we're not leaving without an answer, so you better just go on and tell us," Fred told her, with a rather smug look on his face. Skyler sighed, rolling her eyes.

"Fine. Dumbledore wants me to go to Hogwarts," she told them.

"That's great! With your talent you'd probably be able to go into seventh year with Fred and George," Hermione said excitedly.

"That's what he said," Skyler responded flatly. Harry noticed her tone.

"So why don't you seem happy?" he asked.

"Yeah, it'll be great having another prankster!" Fred exclaimed.

"I'm sure it would be, but I'm not going." They all just stared at her.

"What do you mean you're not going?" Ron asked, confused.

"I mean I'm not going to Hogwarts," Skyler said, getting up to put away her CD player.

"So you're just going to stay here and do nothing?" Ginny asked.

"Why? Why don't you want to go to Hogwarts?" Harry asked her, slightly peeved.

"Because I don't, so drop it," Skyler responded firmly, looking Harry in the eye. He could tell she wasn't going to give them an answer.

"OK."

"So did you prank Dumbledore or something?" Fred asked, trying to relieve some of the tension in the air.

"Yeah, is that what that racket was about?" George added.

"No, I didn't prank Dumbledore," Skyler replied.

"So, where did the racket come from?" Hermione asked, still trying to get an answer.

"From me proving him wrong," Skyler said bluntly, and a little impatient.

"How so?" Fred and George asked cautiously, knowing a little about what she could do when she was mad.

"He said I couldn't control it, I can, so I proved him wrong," Skyler replied calmly.

No one asked any more questions about that. They were curious, but could tell she would get really angry if they continued to push it.