Chapter 12:
As soon as George walked up the stairs all three of them turned and stared at me. "What?" I asked confused. "Well, you still can't tell can you?" Hermione asked. "Tell what?" I asked at the same time as Ron. Hermione just smiled at me and shook her head. "Do you know what she's talking about Harry?" I demanded. He just shook his head looking confused and I could tell he was telling the truth. "Whatever." I mumbled, Hermione knew that I hated being left out of secrets which was very hypocritical of me- no stop thinking. I couldn't let my mind wander to much because I didn't like the places it took me. Silence had now become my enemy if I wanted to be happy, while silence before had been my savior or protector of the secret.
"Alright I'm back! Hope nobody missed me too much!" George said jumping down the last of the stairs. Everybody just laughed at him. Not too soon after George, Fred came bounding down the stairs. "Well, let's go Ron." Harry said. "Bye Harry, Ron." I said waving. "Bye." Hermione mumbled to into her homework for a proper goodbye. George and Fred walked over to a table in the corner of the room and started whispering about something together. Hermione was to engrossed in her homework too notice, but I couldn't focus on my homework, so I got up and walked over to them.
"What are you doing?" I asked and pulled up a chair at the table and plopped down on it. "Nothing." Fred said quickly trying to sweep something off the table. I grabbed at before he could and George just laughed. I examined them closely seeing they were some kind of candy, but knowing Fred and George they probably did something to the person that ate them. "What do they do?" I asked. Fred just looked at me suspiciously. "Oh come on she's not gonna tell." George said. "Fine." Fred said with a dramatic sigh. "We're making a prank for your good old brother." "What does the candy do?" I asked intrigued now. "Ohh, somebody likes the pranking business!" George said getting excited. I just laughed at him.
We had ended up talking about pranking and practical jokes for hours. I learned of all the things they had done, and some of what they were planning to do, and I was even able to help fix some of the side effects the candy caused. They wouldn't tell me everything because apparently it was too confidential. I just laughed at that.
"Alright well night!" Fred said suddenly bounding up, jolting me awake. I hadn't even realized I had fallen asleep I was that tired. "Night." I mumbled. Fred laughed, gave me a quick hug, than headed up the stairs. I noticed that Hermione had gone to bed already too. "Harry and Ron get back yet?" I yawned. George shook his head, and then looking concerned asked, "You all good? You look really tired, maybe you should head to bed." "Yeah, yeah." I muttered still half asleep. George just laughed at that now less worried knowing I was still my old sarcastic self. "Night." I murmured.
He stood up, and helped me stand up and when I stood up fully my face was a lot closer to his than I expected and George suddenly leaned in and was about to kiss me, when the portrait door banged open. I quickly backed away and scurried to the stairs of the dormitory, not wanting to see who it was but having a pretty good guess. Suddenly I heard some yelling down in the common room and I guessed that they couldn't see me on the stairs so I stopped to listen. "What were you doing?" I heard Ron hiss at George."Nothing honestly I was just helping her stand up and she was a little close to me." George said frantically. "Then why did she run?" Harry asked sounding confused.
"Fine, but act surprised when this happens because she was finally excited over doing something." George sighed. I could almost picture both Ron's and Harry's confused faces when Ron sputtered "What?" George brought out the candy and said, "We were planning to prank you Harry, but she didn't want you finding out." George added in another sigh going for a bit dramatic. I rolled my eyes and laughed when Ron and Harry said "Oh ok sorry" and actually bought George's dramatic story. "Night." Both Harry and Ron muttered sounding embarrassed. "Night." George called sounding happy.
I walked up the stairs confused on what all this meant, but too tired to stress over it. I would worry about it in the morning I thought in the middle of a huge yawn. I slowly crawled into bed and fell into a blissfully dreamless sleep.