Day 13
Prompt: Maniac
As soon as Dumbledore had conjured the purple sleeping bags, George grabbed two and Capella followed him to a corner of the Great Hall. A few minutes later they were joined by Vega, who neatly spread out her sleeping bag next to Capella.
"This has turned out to be the craziest Halloween ever," Fred said as he kicked his sleeping bag closer to the little group.
"Crazier than that Halloween when you drank that weird potion Charlie gave you and your skin turned all green and warty like a toad?" George asked.
"Yeah, crazier than that time," Fred said as he crawled into his sleeping bag head first.
"Even though you only ate flies for two whole days?" George asked and the girls made noises of disgust.
"Oi! You git, you said you wouldn't tell anyone that part!" Fred yelled from inside his sleeping bag. He trashed around for a few seconds and then flung the sleeping bag off. "But yes, crazier than that," he said as he rolled his eyes in George's direction. "There wasn't a murderous manic on the loose that time."
Vega made an audible swallowing sound. "Are we in really danger?"
Capella tried to hide the look of fear on her face by busying herself with getting comfortable in her sleeping bag.
Despite Capella's efforts, George noticed the frightened look on her face. "Dumbledore wouldn't let anything happen. You don't have to be scared."
Capella looked up sharply. "I'm not scared." She snuggled further into her sleeping bag and looked up at the enchanted ceiling. The sky was full of twinkling stars. "Is Sirius Black really a manic?" Her voice quavered as she spoke and she tried to cover the audible fear with a cough.
George slid his sleeping bag closer to Capella and climbed inside. "Pell," he whispered. She turned her head to look at George. "I'll be right here all night."
"I'm not scared," she repeated. She glanced away but looked back quickly when George reached over towards her and grasped her hand.
"Well, I am," he said before kissing her knuckles. "Will you protect me?"