Chapter 6: Second Year
"Oh Merlin, I'm just going to the bathroom! I won't be petrified, I promise," I said, exasperated. Fred and Lee gave me stern looks before nodding and then went to the sides of the door, standing there as if they were guards. I rolled my eyes, walking in and doing my business. The three of them had been like this ever since the message on the wall. Fred, George, and Lee Jordan won't let me walk anywhere alone since I'm a muggle born. They, of course, have nothing to worry about.
I walked out, sighing at the fact that they looked like a life-like suit of armor standing guard. There was a group of girls on the other side of the hall, giggling and whispering about if they should go in or not. I could also see Filch sitting a ways away, his beady eyes fixed on Fred. He must suspect that they were up to no good. Which they usually were, but not today. The two boys at my side just smiled at me and continued walking on. We walked back to the Gryffindor common room, all our classes being over.
I went and sat down by Hermione, pulling out the recent potions essay. I didn't mind Snape, but he assigned homework way to much. Hermione was already half way done with the essay according to requirements, but she always wrote more then necessary. Just like I did. We were both considered nerds. Which was fine by me. She smiled at me before turning back to her essay.
Hours later, Hermione and I were going over each others essays, proof reading, with Ron and Harry finally starting their's as they plopped down next to us.
"Hermione," Ron started to whine, looking pathetically at his essay. He wanted her to do his paper, again, so I just blocked him out, focusing. Ron never bothered to ask me to do his work, because unlike Hermione, I didn't have a soft spot for the git of a red head. Now the twins, on the other hand…
Speaking of the twins, they weren't around the common room, which immediately got me curious. I gave Hermione her paper back, telling her it was amazing, and grabbing mine. I shoved it in the backpack, walking up to the boys dormitory, searching for the two red headed trouble makers. I found the third years dormitory and was about to knock when Lee opened the door and charged out, bumping into me and sending my petite body flying to the ground.
"Ow," I muttered, rubbing my now sore rear, my backpack having been thrown to the side.
"Sorry," Lee said, bending down to retrieve my backpack. He then held out a hand I grabbed, helping me back to my feet. "Got a date, see you," he said, then continuing his rush.
"More like he's late for his date," Fred commented, leaning against the door frame, staring at where Lee had ran down the stairs. I laughed, walking in the room without their permission. George was on a bed, putting some vials and strange looking stuff away. I raised an eyebrow, curious.
"You'll find out eventually," he said, winking. I shrugged, going to sit on the only bed next to the one George was on, which I assumed was Fred's. I had never been in the boys dorms before, but they didn't look that much different from the girls dorms.
"So what brings you here?" Fred asked.
"Well, I'm bored," I said, still looking at the dormitory. "And I want you guys to entertain me." I smiled at them.
"It's a good thing we know your so innocent." Fred responded. "If you'd have said that to any other guys, they would take it the wrong way," he continued, his eyebrows wiggling in a suggestive manner.
"Your such a pervert," I said, blushing wildly. Fred laughed at my scarlet cheeks. I glanced at George to see him gazing at me with an amused fondness. I stuck my tongue out at him, pouting.
So," George said, getting back on hand. "How 'bout wizard chess?"
"What's that? I mean, I've played regular chess, but never wizard chess. Is it different?" I asked.
"From muggle chess? Of course it's different." Fred said, looking at me as though that should be obviously.
"How different?"
"It has the same rules as muggle chess, but the pieces move on their own." George said.
"Move…on their own?"
"Here, we'll show you," Fred said, opening his chest at the end of his bed, grabbing a chess board and a magenta bag filled with what I assumed was the board pieces. After they had set it up, I watched in awe as the pieces literally obeyed Fred and George's demands as the two red heads battled it out. Fred ended up beating George by a hair. I played George next and he absolutely destroyed me. I frowned, looking at the bored then up at the beaming red head. I sat back, shaking my head.
"And people say your nothing but trouble makers. You two are like, geniuses." I said, still frowning at how I'd been so easily defeated.
"Shhh," Fred hissed, turning to make sure no one was around.
"Don't let people know, you'll ruin our reputation." George said, winking at me. I rolled my eyes, getting up.
"It's late, I should go," I said, stiffling a yawn.
"Right, your just embarrassed-"
"That you lost," Fred finished.
"Oh, shut up," I said, sticking my tongue out, turning towards the door. As I walked out I went to shut the door, but was stopped by the twins coming out with me. I shrugged, walking to the portrait to see they were still following me. "Can I help you?" I asked them, looking over my shoulder at the two gingers.
"No," they said together, waiting for me to start walking again. I turned fully around, hands on my hips to glare at them.
"Can I ask why your following me?"
"If you want to ask, who are we to stop you?" George said, grinning.
"Oh for Merlin's sake, why are you following me?" I asked, throwing my hands in the air in exasperation.
"We can't just let you walk alone at this time of night" Fred said looking at me as though I should have known this. I stared at them, noticing that they were completely serious. I rolled my eyes, sighing. I stepped aside, gesturing towards the door.
"After you." I mumbled, watching them open the door, look around, and then gesture to me that it was okay. There paranoia was going to get real annoying, real quick.
I was going to kill the twins. Murder. I was soooo going to commit it. I stopped into the Gryffindor common room, turning around to find them already gone. I turned back around to see them fleeing up to their dorms.
"Cowards!" I yelled, ignoring the looks I was being sent. I went to sit on the floor next to Harry, Ron, and Hermione, who had managed to snag their favorite chairs by the fire.
"Why are my brothers cowards?" Ron asked, not looking up from where he was trying to smug out a mistake he made in his transfiguration homework.
"'Cause they ran away before I could give them a piece of my mind," I grumbled.
"What did they do?" Hermione asked.
"Those stupid gits thought I was taking to long in the loo, so they charged into the girls bathroom, claiming that they were making sure I wasn't dead."
"Well, what were you doing that was taking so long?" Ron asked, looking up from his paper. I turned to glare at him and he gulped, turning back to his paper rather quickly.
"I was fixing my hair. Woman are allowed to do that." I said in a snippish voice. "You Weasley boys are all the same." Ron looked up like he was about to protest, but quickly thought against it. Smart. I sighed hopping the rest of the year wasn't going to be like this.
Sorry this took so long. Writers block sucks somethin' fierce. Anyways, there is a reason the years are so spread out and spacy, I promise. I've gotta plan :) hope you enjoy, review pwretty pwease?
