Chapter 3:
Fight!
"Is the food good?" I exclaimed while walking with Fred and George. It was dinner and they're taking me to some place called 'The Great Hall.' I guess it's where we eat our meals.
"The food is amazing!" The twins said at the same time. They looked at each other and high-fived. I laughed and we walked into a very large room with 4 huge tables. 1 for Slytherin, 1 for Ravenclaw, 1 for Hufflepuff and 1 for Gryffindor. I noticed the 2 end tables, Slytherin and Ravenclaw, had their tables a little longer. George told me it was for the veela girls and northern boys for the tournament. We sat at the Gryffindor table, duh, by a boy with black hair, a girl with brown curly hair, another boy with red hair like the twins and an older boy with black dreadlocks. I sat across from the 3 younger people and in between Fred and George.
"Hi!" I said and waved to the 3 who were looking at me with confused faces, "I'm Skylar!" Fred stopped piling food on his plate to explain,
"The muggle girl we get to 'study.'" I playfully punched his arm and giggled.
"I'm Hermione Granger, 4th Year." The brown haired girl said and pulled out a large book. I smiled and looked at the red haired boy,
"Ron Weasley. In advance, I apologize for my brothers." My eyes widened and I stared at the twins,
"We have him and 3 other brothers. Oh! Also 1 sister, Ginny. She's a 3rd Year." George told me. I nodded and looked at the boy with black hair,
"Harry Potter." Was all he said before returning to staring at his food.
"I'm Lee Jordan, your new roomie!" The dreadlocks boy said. I nodded and grabbed a ham, lettuce, tomato and mustard sub. It was big! I took a sip of the stuff in my goblet and spit it out, across the table.
"What the fucking hell is that nasty crap!" I shouted, people turned their heads to see what was going on. I looked across the table and saw Ron coming out from hiding under the table to avoid getting sprayed. Fred and George shrugged then turned to each other.
"Pumpkin Juice." I took another bite of my sub in attempt to get the gross taste out of my mouth.
"Do you have anything else I could drink?" They shook their heads, "Good thing I found alcohol hidden in my clothes! I always do that! They should really check that…" I trailed off and started finishing my sub.
"You have alcohol? AWESOME!" Lee said and knuckle-bumped me. Us older guys started laughing and joking, while Hermione scolded.
"That's not appropriate for school! Why would you smuggle your parents alcohol into your clothes? That's completely illegal!" She scowled and shook her head. I frowned and mumbled,
"What parents?" I sighed as everyone snapped their heads toward me and started going 'What do you mean?'
"Well, I was a… hyper, baby. My mom was a few months away from having me when she started feeling pain. Of course, she just thought I was being hyper, being me. It was actually contractions, she died giving birth to me. She lost too much blood and passed. Now my dad wishes he could disown me but won't because he wants to look like a good family man to make his company big, get more business. He is always telling me it's my fault. I really don't want to say anything else until I know I can trust you guys." I said, tears coming to my eyes. George wrapped his arm around me and pulled my body close to his chest. We stood up and started walking out,
"See you guys later." He called over his shoulder and quickened our pace. I wiped my eyes and noticed I was still wearing my not-so-appropriate-for-anywhere-but-parties outfit.
"Sorry." I whispered, George whipped his head over to look at me,
"For what?" I shrugged.
"What I'm wearing is probably not doing any good things to your rep. and I made you leave early." George squeezed my waist closer to him and I snuggled into his chest again.
"I'm not worried about it." He said softly in my ear and leaned back up. I smiled and giggled into him. We walked up to our dorms and changed into our pj's. I went into the bathroom and changed into my pj's. I had a pink and black bra with matching leopard print bra and panties. Over it was a pair of pink and black zebra striped short shorts, a matching tank top that said 'Wild One' with a cartoon zebra, 2 pink and white rubber bracelets and my key necklace. I walked out and sat by George on his bed.
"How did you break your leg?" He spoke up, my breath caught in my throat and the tears came again.
"Dad. He gets drunk and abuses me at night when our 2 maids are gone. During the day he just ignores me or shouts. The night that I was put unconscious to be your project, he was drunk and got made that I told him no. So, he hit, slapped and kicked me." I finished and laid back on his bed. George did the same and turned to look at me.
"Thanks for telling me." I nodded and shrugged. We sat their, quiet and staring, until the door opened and closed noisily. I looked over to see Fred and Lee stumbling into the room, pushing and joking. They stopped and stared at us, all snuggled together.
"Whoa, what's going on here?" Fred and Lee wiggled their eyebrows. I sat up immediately and started blushing.
"Nothing." We both said. I got up and rummaged through my top dresser drawer, it was full of panties, belts, bras and socks. I finally pulled out a full bottle of whip cream flavored tequila. YUM! I took a few sips and shoved it back in, then laid on my bed. I pulled the covers over me and pulled out my iPhone. 11:09pm. I sighed and put it on my nightstand.
"Guys, I'm going to sleep. Feeling WAY more tired. NIGHT!" I closed the gold and red curtains around my bed and heard them turn off the light, going to sleep too.
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Alone at last we can sit and fight.
And I've lost all faith in this blurring light,
(But stay right here we can change our plight.
We're storming through this despite what's right.)
One final fight, for this tonight.
Woah…
With knives and pens we made our plight.
Lay your heart do-
I grabbed my iPhone and turned the alarm off. I jumped off my bed and stretched, the guys were still asleep. How, is the question. I grabbed some clean clothes and a purple zebra towel, then headed off into the bathroom in our room. I took at least a 15 minute long shower and used my strawberry soap. Oh, I love strawberries! SOOOO MUCH! After my shower I fixed up my straight brown hair and put on some very thin, like so thin it was barely there, eyeliner. I put on a matching, sparkly silver bra and panties. On top I had red skinny jeans, a white shirt that said 'I 3 British Accents,' a pair of black converse with skulls on them and 5 stud bracelets. When I came out of the bathroom, the guys were still asleep. I smirked and turned the alarm on my phone all the way up and pushed 'Start.' I stood by the rack in the center of the room and watched them all freak out, rolling out of their beds.
"WAKE UP TIME!" They groaned, but obeyed and started picking clothes out of the dressers by their beds. I turned my alarm off and opened the door.
"I'll be downstairs waiting!" I shouted and closed the door, skipping carefully downstairs. I saw Harry, Ron and Hermione sitting down their on the couch in front of the fireplace.
"Hey guys!" I shouted at the bottom step and sat in front of them on the floor. They waved to me,
"So, are any of you going to enter the tournament?" I asked trying to brighten the dull mood the people seemed to had. They gave me a are-you-crazy? Look.
"No, we can't. We're not old enough. Besides, who would want to? It's very dangerous, hard, tricky and scary just for 'eternal glory!'" Hermione exploded on me. I put my hands up and scooted away from her a little.
"Hey, I didn't know!" I pointed to myself, "Muggle remember?" She laughed and stood up,
"Oh yeah! Sorry! You just seem to understand all the magic and stuff so easily." Ron and Harry nodded in agreement.
"What about you two? Those veela girls are pretty, got your eye on any?" I teased, Ron blushed and looked down while Harry shook his head.
"Not a veela." Harry responded. My eyebrows perked up and I looked at him expectantly. He shook his head and blushed lightly. I groaned and fake pouted,
"Please, Harry! PLEAAAASSSSEEE!" I begged and poked his shoulder. He stood up and threw his hands,
"Cho Chang! She's in Ravenclaw, 4th Year like me!" I hugged him and did a happy dance. They all laughed at me! L
"Whoa! My muggle project is happy dancing!" I heard Fred shriek. I giggled and stop dancing, grabbing Lee and Fred's wrist.
"Let's go! I need food!" I said and tried to drag them to portrait hole. I say tried because… George came up when we got there and flipped me over his shoulder!
"EE!" I screamed and hit his back a little, "Put me down!" We laughed and he took of running to the Great Hall. I stopped struggling, putting my elbow on his back and leaning my head on my hand I enjoyed the free ride.
"What the heck?" "Why are they carrying her?" "Is that one of the muggles?" I started to hear as we entered the Great Hall. George put me down on a bench and sat next to me while Fred and Lee sat on the other side. I dived in. Loading my plate with scrambled eggs, bacon, toast and sausage! YUM! I ate really quickly and drank the water un my goblet, there was a pitcher of it on the table. When I was finished, the guys stared and high-fived me,
"Looks like a small person but eats just like a big one! Where the bloody hell does that food go in you?" Lee questioned and started looking around for some sort of answer. I crossed my legs and waited for the guys to finish eating. They finished and we walked out of the hall toward DADA. (Defense Against The Dark Arts.) Apparently the teachers for this class don't last for more than a year! This year the guys name is Professor Moody. I know, Moody! Ha!
"He looks kinda creepy," Fred started and kept walking ahead of us.
"Yeah, he has 1 glass eye and this weird cane-thing." Lee finished up and ran up with Fred. I shivered at the thought of an old guy with weird, stringy blondish hair, a glass eye and a 'cane-thing.' Creepy. When we got to the class it was already almost full. Fred and George sat on the Gryffindor side in the back while Lee and I sat in front of them. The teacher hadn't come in yet so I leaned over to whisper to Lee,
"What am I supposed to do?" Lee's eyes brightened up and he threw an arm around my shoulders.
"I heard from some classes yesterday he is showing us forbidden spells. I guess Neville Longbottom totally freaked. It could be fun." Lee smirked as though he was thinking of the look on the Neville boy's face. I haven't met him yet! Lee and I talked about random things until the teacher came in. He was creepier than I pictured!
"Good morning class! I ad Professor Moody. Today I will be showing you unforgivable curses. The ministry says your too young, but I say different!" I flinched a little, his voice was getting scary! "You need to know what you up against! You need to be prepared! But anyway, apart from that. I hear there are some muggles in the room for a project! Raise your hands, muggles!" About 4 of us raised our hands. Me another girl with that I'm-a-total-nerd look and a 3 normal guys.
"Okay! Names!" He pointed to the first boy,
"Jordan Locks! Sir!" And did a salute. Some of the girls giggled while the rest of us gagged. Great, a ladies man. Moody pointed to the next,
"Eli Simpson." Nobody had a reaction. Next boy,
"Max Drawn." I don't know why… but that is an awesome name! Finally, Professor pointed to the nerdy girl,
"Alyssa Goode." She sounded like Hermione! But Hermione's pretty… NO! No judging! I scolded myself.
"You next!" Moody came over to my desk and waited.
"Skylar." I told him and smiled.
"Last name?" He asked and leaned closer. I leaned in as well,
"Gentile." Moody nodded and struggled back to the font of the room. He started writing 3 names on the small black board:
1.) Imperio
2.) Crucio
3.) Avada Kedavra
I had never heard of these before, but if the ministry says not to show them, shouldn't you not? Moody pulled out a small spider looking thing and mumbled some sort of spell, making it larger. When it was big enough, he said 'Imperio' and got it do whatever he wanted! He made it dance, wiggled, jump, walk, float, fly… it was pretty cool! But the spell also showed me how it could be illegal, using somebody else to cover your mistakes by making them do it. I get it. Next he said 'Crucio.' The spider started squeaking and trembling with pain. I covered my ears and tried to ignore it, but the squeaking only got louder. I groaned and planted my head forward into the desk. Now it sounded like it was screaming! I lifted my head and felt the warm tears streaking down my cheeks.
"Stop! Make it stop!" I don't know why or what it reminded me of, but it was reminding me of something unpleasant. Hurtful. Scary. And even dangerous.
"Alright." Then it stopped. I uncovered my ears and sighed. "I would let you do the last spell, Miss Gentile, but your not a wizard." Moody walked right in front of my desk and put the stressed out creature in front of me. I put my hand out and let it crawl into my hand as I petted it.
"What's the last spell?" I asked quietly, hoping it wasn't to bad. Moody leaned down to get eye level with me and smirked,
"You'll just have to see." He pointed his wand at the animal and whispered these words harshly, "Avada Kedavra!" The spider thing fell down in my hand and didn't move. It was dead. I felt more tears come out of my eyes and I stood in my chair.
"How could you kill a living creature while I was holding it! How could you kill an innocent LIVING CREATURE!" I yelled at him. I held the spider and ran out of the class, the Hufflepuffs in the room were giving me sympathetic looks while Gryffindor looked shocked at what Moody did. I ran and ran and ran. I went to the Black Lake and thought. How the hell could a professor do that? How the hell could it make me feel this way? How in the hell am I remembering my mom dying in a different way?
George POV:
I watched as Skylar ran out of the class. I was frozen with shock. You wouldn't expect a professor to do that! I scanned the classroom and noticed the others had the same expression as me. Moody was still standing in front of Lee's desk, smirking and looking at the door. I got up and pounded my fists on the table.
"Why the bloody hell would you do that?" I raged, the fury building inside my body. He aimed the smirk at me,
"Do what? I was simply stopping, just like Miss Gentile requested." Moody said like it was no big deal. I glared at him and felt Fred pulling on my arm,
"C'mon bro, sit back down. Class is almost over." He whispered, trying to calm me down. I slapped his hand away and started walking toward Professor Moody.
"She's just a muggle! I'-We're lucky she is taking all the new information on magic well! Why would you kill a living thing in her hand?" I screamed. He slammed his hand on the desk and leaned over it, moving closer to me.
"Listen here. I did what she asked! I stopped! Now shut your mouth and sit down!" At this point the class was staring at us and Lee was trying to make me go back to my seat.
"Sit down, George. Please." Lee pleaded, I looked down and shook my head. Moody pushed me and I turned around quickly, hoping to catch myself, and landed face down on my desk. He then came over, grabbed the back of my robes and forced me into my seat. When Moody walked away, I stood back up and walked to him again. Of course with his creepy eye, he saw and turned around. Just in time too! I swung my fist and connected it to his jaw. He grabbed his mouth with one hand and pulled out his wand with the other,
"You will talk to the headmaster after class. Sit or I will use a spell. Maybe even an unforgivable curse." Moody threatened. I laughed and pulled his wand right out of his bony, old hand.
"Nah." I dropped the wand and rushed out of the classroom, making sure to slam the door hard when I exited. Slowly, I walked over the corner and leaned against the wall to recover. I processed what I just did, and could only smile.
"Wicked." Running, I went outside to the huge courtyard and looked behind every wall. Everyone! I still couldn't find her and went to the Black Lake. Sure enough, there she sat. Her back to me and long brown hair flowing in the slight breeze. I let out a sigh of relief and made my way over to the girl with brown hair.
"Hey." I said softly and sat beside Skylar. She looked up from under her bangs and I got a small glance of her light brown eyes. Skylar smiled a little and gave me a weak wave,
"Hey."
Skylar POV:
"Hey." I managed to choke out and stared at the cute red head sitting next to me. "Is class over?" George shook his head and smirked,
"I ran out of there early. Just for you!" He teased and pulled me into a friendly hug. I giggled, but hugged back.
"When is the next class?" I asked. George shrugged and pulled up his sleeve revealing a silver watch.
"5 minutes. Then we have transfiguration with Professor McGonagall. But! I have to go to Dumbledore's office, wanna come with?" He explained, I shrugged.
"Sure, why not?" I replied. We sat there in silence for a few minutes before a bunch of kids started hovering around outside. I got up and put my hand out for George. He gladly took it and pulled himself up. George held his arm out,
"Shall we head off to Professor Dumbledore's office?" I laughed and felt myself start to blush. But, I looped my arm with his,
"We shall."