Professor Snape was sitting at his desk in the potions classroom, just as I expected. "Professor Snape, my meeting with the Headmaster is finished. I came to talk to you about that dream I had."
"Oh, yes." The professor says. He points to a seat across from him. "Please sit down." When I sit he continues. "Now I believe you were talking about a three-headed dog, a stone and a man combined with the spirit of the Dark Lord. Something about a Quidditch match and the seeker nearly being thrown off his broom by a curse then a counter-curse too." I nod.
"Do you think my dream has anything to do with the future?" I ask. I already know the answer but I have to seem like I don't know anything; Dumbledore can be the only person to know my secret.
"I don't know, but there is a very good chance that it is true." Snape says. "If you have anymore dreams, be sure to tell me, okay?"
"Yes, sir." I reply. "May I go now?"
"Yes, Katie." Snape returns and I turn to go find Harry and Ron.
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The boys are entering the castle when I spot them. Harry looked disturbed; I decided not to ask.
"Hi, guys." I say in a cheery voice. Harry's face turns from its pondering look to a look of surprise and excitement.
"Hi Katie." Harry says. "How was your talk with Professor Dumbledore?"
"Fine. How was it with Hagrid." I ask.
"Uh, everything was oversized." Ron says bluntly.
I laugh. "I would expect it to be."
"Hey, when do we get to play our game?" asks Ron excitedly.
"After dinner." I reply.
"What time is it?" Harry asks.
"Nearly time for dinner." I reply looking at my watch. We all end up heading for the Great Hall.
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Dinner was sort of a bore. We mostly talked about Harry and Snape's question and answer session that took more than half the class. Nearly the entire Gryffindor table ended up talking about it and we all decided to stare at Professor Snape until he noticed. He was rather angry when he did and the table burst out in laughter; even Dumbledore chuckled a bit.
After diner, we all headed back to our common houses. When we got there, Ron set up the wizard chessboard while telling me about all the pieces. Harry sat next to me in the middle of Ron's spiel. When Ron was done we started playing. Ron made the first move.
"Are you good at this game?" I ask.
"I usually beat everyone that plays me."
"That sounds" I reply. "By the way, check mate."
Ron looks at me astounded. "How, wha-what, how did you do that?"
Ron's twin brothers come over and peer over my shoulder. "Good job Katie" said one.
"Yeah, Ron always kills us." Said the other.
"Which is which?" I ask.
"I'm George, obviously." Said the first. I summon a silver marker with my wand and write a large 'G' on his forehead and a large 'F' on the other's.
"What was that for?" asks the one that I now am certain is Fred.
"Because no one can tell you apart." I reply.
"What kind of ink is this?" asks George.
"It is a type of ink created with a spell. It will only vanish if I say the right incantation." They both groan and I hear a muffled cheer from Ron.
"Now," Ron says, "You have to tell me how you did that!" I proceed to teach Ron as I ignore pleads from the twins. Apparently they are ridiculously vain. They don't seem to grasp that I just summoned a disappearing ink pen from their stuff. It'll come off next time they bathe, but it's more fun to watch them plead.
When I finish teaching Ron I start to head upstairs when a certain red headed boy with a silver 'G' on their forehead grabs me by my waist and lifts me off the ground. "Let me go!" I half scream.
"Take this off my forehead." He replies calmly.
"Never!" I laugh.
"George, I'm going to take a bath." Fred says walking up the steps. "Keep her hostage."
"Yes captain Fred!" and before I can comprehend what's going on I am lifted onto George's shoulder and not so gently thrown onto the couch.
"What do you think you're doing?" I say.
"Following orders. I will teach you to mess with the Weasley twins!" He says victoriously followed by a spell, "Tarantallegra"
My legs suddenly move uncontrollably and George gives me his best serious face, which isn't that good considering I am dancing like a maniac.
"Stop!" I yell. "I can't take it!"
"Nope!" he says shaking his head. "You will dance and I will put spells on you until you tell me how to get this thing off my head. Reducio!" He calls. I shrink.
"George?" I hear Fred say. "What are you doing to poor Katie?"
"Teaching her not to mess with the twins." George says victoriously. "Wait, how did you get yours off?"
"The bath." Fred says. Then we watch George race off to the showers. Fred comes down and breaks the spells George had previously cast on me. "You summoned our pen. This will not go unnoticed." Fred says in his most formal voice. He sounds like Professor Dumbledore.
"What're you going to do to me, oh powerful Fred whom I have deep respects for." I say. Fred smiles.
"Hmm." Fred pauses. "You owe me something later down the line."
I hate favors, but I brought this one on myself so I have to agree. "Okay Fred."
"Good! Now I would get to bed before George gets back down here." I follow his advice and head up to bed. I pass out instantly.
Readers! Thank you for reading the next chapter of my story! Sorry if it feels any bit rushed. Did you like the Fred and George action I threw in there? It wasn't planned but I wanted to put them in there sometime. I bet you were expecting a lot of Snape. Hehehe… You were wrong, mainly because I couldn't keep it up for more than five sentences. Uh… Feel free to review and give me ideas. I have only 10 reviews which makes me really upset. I'm disappointed in you guys! Please review! And thank you for reading my chapter… - wolfhound22