Chapter 9
So yes, we did get away from Filch.
Thank Merlin!
We are currently in Transfiguration.
"Okay, homework is a 5 foot essay on Andrew Carlson (A/N: Made up Transfiguration master)" Minnie says.
Ahh, Fred and George's nick names have worn off on us.
"FIVE FEET!" I cry.
"Yes Miss Estelle."
"Poo."
"Language."
"Yes, Professor."
"Good. Due on Monday, off you go!"
We all walk out of the classroom.
"Sooo..."
I look up and see Angus Zabini and his cronies standing over us.
"Oi, just get away from me," I snap at him.
"Oh why?" He asks me.
"Because you're a dick."
"Oh! You did not just say that," he says and he's lunged for my bag.
He runs and I follow.
"GET BACK HERE YOU SON OF A BANSHEE! ZABINI! GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!" I scream as we run.
I pull out my wand.
"Accio bag," I say and my bag zooms towards me.
"SUFFER DICK!" I cry and sprint off.
I thump into someone.
"Off. Sorry," I mumble.
"Her there," George says.
"Hey," I murmur.
"Tired?" he asks.
"You bet," I say.
"Well lucky it was the last lesson," he says and drapes his arm over my shoulder as I walk.
"Do you know how Lauren is?" I ask George.
"Nah. Fred just went to see her," George replies.
"Ahh okay," I say.
"Lets go to the kitchens."
"Sure."
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