.:Chapter Seventeen:.

I awoke really early the next morning. Angelina and Alicia were still sleeping. I ran into the bathroom and showered as quickly as I could. I dried and straightened my hair with my wand. Getting ready in the wizarding world was so much easier than in the Muggle world. Once I was dressed I ran down to the common room. It was completely empty. I was hoping Fred and George were up. Instead of waiting around, I snuck up into the boys dorm. There were plates on the doors, labeling the year numbers, just as the girls dorms. I went to the three doors that had "Six Years" written on them. I was lucky enough that the first door I opened was Fred and George's dorm. Fred's hangings on his bed were slightly open, so I whispered his name. I had no idea what he or George would sleep in at Hogwarts, so I didn't chance opening the curtains.

"Fred, wake up. I need to talk to you," I whispered. I heard him mumble my name, then roll over. "Fred, come on."

"Huh? Marie?" Fred asked, whispering as well.

"Get dressed. I really need to talk to you. And George as well." He mumbled something and sat up. "I'm going down to breakfast. Come down as quickly as possible." I left the room as fast as I could, without looking back. There were only a few people eating breakfast. Mostly first and seventh years. I sat alone at the Gryffindor table, waiting for Fred and George. I helped myself to some toast. I was looking for some blackberry jam, and couldn't find any. When I sat back down, a bowl of it was sitting right in front of me. I whispered "thank you" to the table. As I began eating my toast, I noticed the first years had their text books out, looking through them. 'I wonder if I could find the text books for the last five years in the library? Or if someone would let me borrow them? I will probably need them some time this year.' I thought. An owl or two came through the window. I watched as they few to their owners.

"Why in the world did we have to get up so early?" George asked, his finger in his ear. They took a seat on either side of me.

"I don't remember a thing," I yawned.

"'Course you do. You woke Fred up, and he got me up," George grumbled.

"No, that's not what I mean. When I talked to Dumbledore last night, I realized I don't remember a thing," I whispered, so the first years sitting close to us wouldn't hear. "I have no idea who is going to be picked from each school. I can't remember anything that hasn't happened yet. Dumbledore reckons I'm becoming part of this world."

"Damn it," Fred said. I gave him a puzzled look. "This was the only reason we wanted to be friends with you."

"So we could make bets against each champion," George finished. He grinned, as did Fred, showing me all of their teeth. Fred put his around me to show they were only joking. I smiled too. We helped ourselves to pancakes and bacon. Fred and George told me they had a few pranks lined up to play on Moody. From the stories their father told them, they should be pretty easy to pull off. I grinned, seeing as they wanted me to be a part of the schemes as well.

"I'll meet you in Defense Against the Dark Arts. I left my bag in my dorm." I started to walking to the door. A boy, who was in his fifth or sixth year approached me. "Hello, my name is Eddie Carmichael." He held out his hand and I took it. I noticed he had a Ravenclaw patch on his robe. "Do you need any help finding your classes?" I looked at him, with what he probably thought was fear. He was the first person outside of the Weasley's group of friends that had talked to me.

Smiling I answered, "Um, I'm actually going to my common room. I left my bag in my dorm, sorry."

"Would you like me to walk you there?" I nodded, smiling. "Why did you come to Hogwarts?" I told him my story. He asked questions, nothing too personal, just enough to get to know me. "Are you going to enter the Triwizard Tournament?"

"I turn seventeen next summer. I wouldn't want to enter anyways. I'm not the 'put-my-life-on-the-line' type." He laughed. It was very warming.

"I won't be entering, either. I'm only fifteen." We babbled until I reached the Fat Lady. I whispered the password, so Eddie would hear. I waved good-bye. The common room was filled with students. With at least fifty 'excuse me's' I finally made my way to the girls dormitory. My bag was on top of my trunk, so it didn't take me long to get it. Surprisingly there were a lot less people in the common, they must have been on their way to class. Alicia and some girl I didn't know called me over. Alicia introduced her, thought I knew I wouldn't remember it.

"Sorry, but I have to go to class, I don't want to be late for Defense Against the Dark Arts. Who know how Moody will react?" When I walked back out of the portrait hole, Eddie was still there. "Hope you don't mind if I walk you to class?" I smiled, followed him. This was the first boy, other than Tyler and the twins, that showed any interest in me, even friendship. Our conversation was about him this time. He's a half blood. His mother is a witch, his father a Muggle. "Where are you heading?"

"Defense Against the Dark Arts," I answered.

"Ah, you have Moody. Let me know how it goes, I don't have him until Friday." We reached Moody's room. Fred and George were waiting for me outside. "Well, I'll see you at lunch?"

"Sure. Thanks for walking me. Bye." He disappeared around the corner. I could feel the twins eyes on me as I watch Eddie leave.

"Who was that?" George asked, putting his arm around me.

"Eddie Carmichael. He's a fifth year Ravenclaw." We walked into class like that. Some girls in the front row were giving me a dirty look. Looks like some one likes Fred and George. I took a the middle seat at a desk in the back of the room. Fred took the seat on my right, George on my left. As I took out my text book and wand, they continued to ask questions.

"Did he walk you to the common room?" Fred asked. I nodded.

"Yes, he's a very nice guy." Moody had just walked into the room. I turned my attention to him, ignoring the twins. Moody immediately wanted out attention. He yelled at the girl who gave me a dirty look for writing a note under her desk. He shook his head, the magical eye disappearing inside of his head. Completely creepy. He taught us about the Unforgivable Curses, which he seemed to really know a lot about. Every one was hanging by every word he said. Including Fred and George. They completely forgot about Eddie, and even about the pranks they wanted to play on Moody. A spell seemed to be cast on the room. No one made any noise, until Moody asked about the Curses.

"Can anyone give me the name of one of these curses?" He asked.

Fred raised his hand, to everyone's surprise. "The Imperious curse."

"What does it do?" Moody's eye surveyed the room, trying to find some reaction from us.

"The caster has complete control over the person it is cast on."

"Good, ten points to Gryffindor." This was and is probably the only points either one of the twins had gotten for Gryffindor. Moody then said we were going to have the curse put on each of us, and we had to try to lift the spell. I tried six time, failing each attempt. The feeling was wonderful, so long as you listened to the voice. When I tried to ignore it, I got a really awful head ache. Fred and George only tried five, they didn't lift it either. I had the headache for the rest of the class, along with an awful foggy feeling. Moody said it would go away before lunch was over.

After class, the only thing anyone could talk about for the rest of the morning was Moody's class, including me. I had completely forgotten about anything else, until Eddie approached me. I could feel butterflies start to form in my stomach. I couldn't believe this, how in the world could I get nervous over some guy I just met.

"Hey, Marie," He called from the Ravenclaw table. Once he reached where I was sitting, he said, "How was Moody? Was he a quack?"

"No, he was amazing! He really knows what he's talk about out," I said. Dumbledore stood up before we could really talk. Eddie ran back to his house's table. All the faces in the hall turned to Dumbledore.

"I have a quick announcement. The students from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons will be arriving soon. Look for flier posted in your common room when they will arrive. Tuck in!" The food appeared on the table. Lee, Alicia, Katie, Angelina, George, and I continued our conversation on Moody. We made fun of the thing he made people do while under his control. The girl who gave me the dirty look and Moody yelled at picked her nose and hopped around like a rabbit. I couldn't get her extremely red face out of my mind.

"Fred," I whispered, "Are you alright?" He grunted, which I took as a 'no'. "Will you take a walk with me before our next class?" He grunted again, taking the sandwich he was eating with him. The others barely glanced at us, though the rest of the hall did. Over three hundred pairs of eyes followed the new girl follow one of the Weasley twins out of the hall. Once we were outside, Fred took the lead. I followed him to the edge of the lake, closest to the forest. He sat down, leaning against a tree. I sat down next to him, my back on the tree, as well, our backs were a ninety degree angle from each other.

"What's going on?" Fred asked. I couldn't hear the usual sunshine, for the lack of a better word, in his voice.

"With?" I was embarrassed to hear my voice crack. Fred pretended not to hear it.

"Eddie. Are you two dating now?" Fred grunted. Shoving the rest of his sandwich in his mouth.

"No," I laughed, trying to make light of the conversation. "He just walked me to class. Besides, I fancy someone else." Fred turned his head to look at me. His expression much happier.

"You need to give up on George, darling, he doesn't feel the same," Fred retorted. I laughed, kind of disappointed. I wanted Fred to ask who I liked. He stood up, walking towards the water. I stayed where I was sitting, just watching him move. I really wished we had Quidditch this year. I would like nothing more than to see him play.

"Hey, I have a question. Do you think McGonagall and Hooch would let us play a game of Quidditch, as long as its just for fun?" Fred ran towards me, grinning. His arms went around my waist, and he lifted me into the air. He spun me around, laughing.

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