Misadventures at Hogwarts: Chapter 2

Freddie and I walk through the corridor on our way back from Professor Slughorn's detention, Freddie complaining about the detention our entire way back to Gryffindor Tower.

"Can you believe he made us clean all of the cauldrons?!"

I brush a bit of dried potion residue off his robes and nod absentmindedly as I think of how advantageous it would be to have a werewolf as a friend. "Mhm..."

"It's just outrageous! I was sent here to learn, not do his dirty work!"

I nod again, completely oblivious to what he's saying. "Mhm..."

"We had to have cleaned at least twenty cauldrons tonight! I never want to see another cauldron ever again!"

"Mhm..." I say with another distant nod, jumping when he smacks me on the back of the head. "Ow! What was that for?!"

He narrows his eyes at me and stops us from continuing on as he says, "You weren't even listening to what I was saying!"

"Yes I was!" I exclaim, throwing my hands in the air dramatically.

Freddie continues to glare at me while asking, "Then what was I saying?"

I smile and rub the back of my neck guiltily as I try to guess what he might have been talking about. "Er... You were complaining about that detention?"

He narrows his eyes more, leaning closer to me as if to assess if I actually know what I'm talking about. "Is that your final answer?"

I take a moment to think then nod, a smirk spread on my face. "Yeah, that's my final answer Fred."

He looks at me contemplatively before letting out a huff and marching ahead, audibly murmuring, "Lucky guess..." as he crossly leads us toward Gryffindor tower.

I roll my eyes and stifle the urge to laugh as I jog to catch up to him. Once caught up, I rub my hands together nervously and ask, "So what do you think of Arys?"

Freddie's eyes widen, clearly not sure on whether or not I'm being serious, and then narrow when he realizes that I am. "What do I think of Arys?! You very well know what I think about her! I think she's an insufferable wretch of a person, that's what I think of her!"

I cast a sideways glance at him and can tell that the question has upset him, so I just decide to drop the subject. "Alright, sorry I brought it up..."

He rolls his eyes and scoffs as he says, "Well alright then. What do you think of Wright?"

I can't help but smirk since I know where he's going with this and I refuse to let him best me. "Well, we've had a row or two, but I he's really my best mate."

He glares at me once again and sighs forcefully before walking ahead and muttering, "Piss off..."

My smirk turns to a smile when I realize I've won the argument, though I'm sure I'll pay for this later. I shove my hands into my pockets and walk on, still smiling at my victory as I say the password and enter the Gryffindor common room. When I get into my room I can see that Freddie is already in his bed with the covers pulled up high around him.

I let out a chuckle as I crawl into my own bed, which earns a grunt from Freddie while he pulls he covers up ever higher. As I lie in my bed, I can't help but try to think of ways to get Freddie to get over his hatred of Arys, though those thoughts soon turn into different pranks he and I can pull on that Slytherin wanker, Wright, until I finally fall asleep.

Alright y'all. Not that I think this story has many followers, expecially after the amount of time it took me to post this chapter, but I want to let y'all know that I'll be taking an extended break from this story. I haven't received many reviews so far and I haven't been feeling particularily inspired with this story, so I'm going to try to focus on my other stories for a bit.

Thanks. :)

-Tx