Sorry for the delay, but you have my biology teacher to thank for that.
Chapter Four focuses more on Anna.
Enjoy !
It was a typical potions class for Fred and George Weasley. They were following instructions, and making a proper Essence of Euphoria. When Fred decided it would be more amusing to make a hiccupping potion. George raised his hand and politely asked Professor Snape to come taste their potion to make sure it was done right. Begrudgingly, Snape did so, and began hiccupping louder than a stampede of rampaging hippogriffs. Snape was not as amused as Fred and George, surprisingly enough. Naturally, they were kicked out of class and sent to Professor McGonagall.
In Professor McGonagall's class, however, there was also disruption.
"Yes, Argus?" asked Professor McGonagall impatiently, as Filch came storming into the room.
"I want to know how, why, and who transfigured Mrs. Norris!" he snarled angrily.
"Oh dear, what's happened to her?" asked McGonagall in mock-concern.
"This!" he shouted, dragging in an animal resembling a pig, but with a platypus beak and wings.
The entire Slytherin and Gryffindor fifth year Transfiguration class roared with laughter. Professor McGonagall even smirked a bit, before muttering what was presumabley the countercurse. However, instead of changing Mrs. Norris back into a cat, she grew larger and sprouted eight spider-like legs, causing more laughter, and an infuriated Filch to shout "WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR MINERVA?" before storming from the room, dragging Mrs. Norris with him.
"Silence, everyone!" she shouted, as a new distraction came through the door.
"Yes Mr. Weasley?" she said irritably.
"Snape sent us to you, Professor," said Fred, beaming.
"What's with the smile, Fred?" asked Katie Bell from her seat.
"We caught a glimpse of Mrs. Norris," smirked George, causing the class to begin laughing again.
"Why have you two been sent here?" asked Professor McGonagall, who seemed to give up on silencing the class's laughs.
"Professor Snape has a hiccupping problem, Professor, and he seems to think it's our fault!" said Fred, trying his best to look innocent.
Someone let out a snort from the front row of desks. Fred smirked as Anna turned around in her seat. "Hmm…I wonder why he suspects you two," she said in mock-thought.
At that moment, the bell rang, causing the class to jump from their chairs and leave the room before Professor McGonagall could assign any homeowork.
"Just a minute Weasley, Weasley, and Roth!" said Professor McGonagall.
"Why me?" asked Anna incredulously.
"Why did you do it?" asked Professor McGonagall knowingly.
"Do what?" asked Anna, a little more fiercely.
"So you're saying you have no idea who did that to Mrs. Norris?" asked Professor McGonagall.
"Yes," she said simply, not blinking or breaking eye contact, as a liar would.
"Very well then, you may go."
"Thank you, Professor," she said, closing the door as she heard Professor McGonagall shouting at the twins. She smirked to herself and walked back to her common room.
"What's a Yule Ball?" asked Vincent Crabbe, a tall, fat Slytherin boy as he looked at the notice board in the common room.
"Ooh, I think it's some kind of dance!" exclaimed Pansy Parkinson, glancing at Malfoy flirtatiously. Anna snorted from the black couch in the center of the common room.
"Think something's funny?" asked Pansy, suddenly looking angry.
"No, I just happened to read a particularly funny joke in this book," she said simply. "Although I've heard of the Yule Ball before. It's a ball that happens during competitions between more than one school, so you can make friends and what not."
"Do you need dates?" asked Pansy curiously.
"Only girls do," said Anna, watching Pansy's smile falter slightly.
"When is it?' asked Malfoy.
"In two weeks!" exclaimed Pansy. "There's hardly any time to find dates!"
"I'm sure you'll manage," muttered Anna, as Malfoy marched right up to her, looking like he had a purpose.
"Pansy's right, it may be difficult for all you girls to find dates on such short notice," said Malfoy.
"Your point?"
"How about I save you the trouble and you can just come with me?" asked Malfoy, grinning cockily.
Anna snorted again, and started laughing uncontrollably. "Um..how about not," she said, gasping for air, still laughing loudly.
Malfoy's smile slid off his face, and he got up, and stormed away toward Pansy to no doubt ask her instead.
Anna regained control of herself and returned to her book.
In the Gryffindor common room, there was a similar debate regarding the Yule Ball. As Hermione explained what it was, Harry turned red, and, upon exchanging glances with Ginny, walked out of the common room immediately.
"Looks like Harry know who he wants to ask," said Fred, grinning, as he and George came through the portrait hole.
"Do you two have any ideas?" asked Ron.
Yes, thought George, privately thinking of Anna. Fred, however, spoke his thoughts aloud.
"Yes, I do have ideas regarding a certain Slytherin fifth year, Ron. They are, however, one of your business," he said, and strolled confidently out of the room.
George knew exactly where Fred was going, and who he was seeking. He made a pact with himself that he had to get to Anna before Fred did.
That's the end of chapter four! If my homework load lessens, then chapter five will be up in no time. Coming up: Fred and George both ask a certain Slytherin to the Yule Ball.