Chapter 4
"FORGE!" I scream at the top of my lungs.
"Yes?" George Weasley asks me timidly.
"Where is my real wand?" I ask him.
"Here," he says sheepishly handing my real wand back. I am in sixth year at Hogwarts and best friends with my twin sister, Lauren and the Weasley twins.
We have just completed our OWLS and it's near Christmas. Two more days.
Ron, Harry, Hermione, Ginny, Forge and Gred are staying with us at Hogwarts for Christmas. The halls are decorated with Mistletoe and so on and the Great Hall there are the twelve Christmas Trees and the Great Hall roof snows fake snow. It's soooooooooooo cool. '
know it's my fifth time but it's still so cool.
"Thanks," I say as George hands me my real wand.
"What are we going to do?" Fred asks.
"Quidditch?" Lauren suggests.
"Nah, too cold," I say.
"Riiiiiiggghhhhttttt," Lauren says and stretches out the word.
"Why don't we explore that tapestry?" George suggests.
"Oh yeah!" I cry.
"Good idea Weasley," Fred smiles.
"Aha," Lauren agrees.
We run up to our rooms and grab cloaks, wands and our copy of the Marauders Map.
We fly down the stairs and wonder out of the common room and to the seventh floor. We walk for about half an hour and finally find the tapestry.
I pull the curtain and see a hatch 10f off the ground.
"Well, that'll be a bit of a climb," I state.
Everyone nods.
George, who is the tallest, tries to jump up and un hatch it but he can't jump high enough.
"Accio Fred and George Weasley's broomsticks and Lauren and Claudia Estelle's Broomsticks," Lauren says and waves her wand.
"Brill idea!" I cry as a clattering sound comes from around the corner. Suddenly, four broomsticks are zooming towards us.
WE jump on them and fly up to the hatch. Fred un hatches it and we fly into the long corridor. We dump our brooms on the side and light our wands.
There are four doors off to the side.
"Which one?" I ask.
"First," Lauren and Fred answer.
I open the door. The room is circular and black. Spooky.
"Spooky," I say.
"Uha," Lauren says.
The room has paintings of old people and little silver instruments on spindly legged tables.
We open one of the doors and I scream my lungs out along with Lauren, Fred and George as we are engulfed by a thick black liquid.
A/N: Hallo everyone! Cliffie! I hope you all like it and PLEASE review!
Ginny :)
