CHAPTER 8
By the end of November, we won our first Quiditch match in 15 minutes and Jacob was finally caught up to the right level of studies. He learned fast.
On the last day of November, I was sitting by the fire with Ginny when he came back from taking some tests to assure he knew everything.
"I passed it all" I jumped up.
"Great!" I was such an awesome person. I went to give him a hug but sat back up at the last second, blushing.
We sat down and Ginny and I began to discuss my birthday which was December 2nd and coming up this Saturday, which was only 3 days away. Then I turned to Jacob and frowned.
"You never told me when yours is?" And he shrugged.
"Well?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"December 2nd" And I jumped up.
"Really?!" And he nodded.
"Are you guy's twins or something" Ginny asked, raising an eyebrow. I snorted.
"Wha- No! Of course not! Why?" I asked.
"Well, you guys both share the same last name, the same birthday and you guys look like you could be related" I frowned. She did have a point. We were both tanned, we both had dark hair and brown eyes. I shrugged and put that thought aside. Then I began to question myself who was older…
"What time were you born at?" I asked.
"Why does it matter?" Ginny asked.
"Because I want to see who's officially older" I looked at Jacob and he shrugged.
"Eleven-thirty" And I growled. Ten minutes. He was older than me by ten fricken minutes! I flopped back down on the couch and remained grumpy the rest of the time.