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Chapter 40: Twenty-four hours of rotten luck

A hand quickly closed over his mouth and prevented the scream from echoing through the castle, but George couldn't prevent Ron's shoulders from moving in the crazy rhythm they were now dancing to.

I laughed at the two of them, Fred's guffaws joining in. George removed his hand and Ron looked at his shoulder, fear etched on his face,

"Just…get it off…get it OFF! Now!"

"Relax baby brother. It's just a friend. With eight legs." Fred casually picked up the spider and then popped it into his mouth.

Ron backed up against the corridor wall, his mouth gaping open at his brother.

"Let me guess, liquorice and the tarantallegra curse?"

George smiled at me, "Can't get anything past you now can we Princess. See you later baby bwuda."

George pinched Ron's left cheek and the latter swatted him away, "That's fucking disgusting! Nobody would buy it."

"I wouldn't be so sure Mr Prefect; Dean ordered a whole box…must be stored in your dorm…probably under your bed…just waiting to get out…"

I laughed as Ron swore at them and stormed down the corridor. The Twins led me to the portrait of the night sky a little way down the seventh. George placed his finger on the moon and slid it across the sky,

"Had to change the password when genius here brought Ang for a nighttime snog. There are broom cupboards for that!"

I could tell this was an old argument as Fred rolled his eyes at me, "Georgie seems to think that we're manufacturing classified weapons here."

I laughed at George's face and plopped down on a cushion, the room was much more cluttered than the last time I was here, filled with boxes and contraptions.

"It's just a simple matter of ethics." George shook his head, "It's the same concept of not pooping where you eat. One simply does not shag where they work."

"Oh I think thousands of people who have had their bare butts pushed against an office desk would disagree with you wholeheartedly."

The boys laughed and pulled out the cauldron. "Well that's all fun when it's your own desk. I, however, would like to work on a surface that has not had Angelina's bare butt deface."

"I wouldn't sit on that chair if I were you then."

I laughed so hard at the look on George's face that I nearly rolled off my cushion. Fred shrugged at me, "She was really excited about her making quidditch captain; I had to hit it while the iron was hot, if you know what I mean."

Fred beamed at me with what I think he thought was a lascivious smile but came across just creepy. I laughed and George shook his head but with a huge grin on his face. These two didn't even argue without a grin on their faces.

"So, what's the problem? Or have I been called in to be a couple's therapist? Because if I was, you guys need to know we're on the clock."

They laughed and Fred tossed me a bottle and I caught it. "That's the problem, can't get the ratio right. I'm sure you heard about Katie."

"Yeah, but I thought that was because you guys gave her the nosebleed nougat instead of the cure."

"Yeah, but still, it shouldn't have gushed out that much. We've tried every ratio imaginable, but the consistency is just not working." George sighed.

"So we decided to call up an expert. Hence." He gestured flamboyantly at me, and I smiled at the flattery and sniffed at the potion. I poured a bit on my hand and tasted a drop so small it would have no effect.

"You guys are using Mayan Beetroot right?"

They looked at each other impressed and nodded.

"Try not using the whole fruit, just the seeds, that's the only thing you need to activate the bleeding. All that extra bits is probably causing the excessive side-effect."

"Amazing as always." Fred said with a smooth smile.

"Be careful Mr Weasley," I stood, "I might think you were trying to get an imprint of my bare butt."

The boys laughed and walked with me out the door and into the common room.

"Oh believe me, that's not my intention at all. One does not simply play with another man's food. Especially when that man is Harry Potter…Princess?"

I looked up at Fred, both he and George were looking at me confused. I took a step down; did I have cupcake on my face?

"This is the boy's staircase?"

I know that…oh wait, fuck. "Oh… yeah. Dang. My bad."

I laughed hollowly and turned to walk down as they laughed at my mistake…crap, guess Harry would have to manage one night without me.

-x-x-x-

"BOBBY!" I banged at the door for the tenth time. What could possibly take so fucking long? "BOBBY!"

The door flung open, and I looked at a mass of green, "CANT YOU BE PATIENT!"

"CANT YOU NOT BE INTOLERABLE!"

She sighed and opened the door, "Well it's your choice to wait outside, I told you, you can come in and shower because I wasn't using it."

I sighed and looked at the clock on the side of Mi's bed and walked into the bathroom, "Well I can't shower in peace knowing you're just a glass pane away in your underwear and that disgusting green glob all over your face!"

I jumped into the shower and pulled off my clothes, Bobby and I were never very shy about our bodies unlike Parvati and Mi. "OH FUCK! You got that green crap all over the damn floor!"

"JUST WASH IT OUT!" She shouted from beyond the pane.

I washed away the stupid green goo. It didn't even work but she insisted on using it as her skin routine every day, all over her body! I was already late, and I needed to talk to Harry. He was a little off yesterday. I grabbed for my bottle of hair removing potion and turned it over,

"FUCK! BOBBY YOU FINISHED ALL THE HAIR REMOVER."

"Oh yeah I forgot to tell you, you need to make some more."

Ugh I could strangle her; it wasn't enough that I let her use the one I make up that prevents hair growth for three days longer than the commercial one. Now I have to do it magically! I was always shit at this spell, it needed patience and "FUCK!"

"You cut yourself?"

I hopped out of the shower and mopped up the blood with some toilet paper, "What I'd like to do is cut you!"

She sighed. It's amazing the things Bobby and I could tell each other, and still remain unfazed. She puckered at the mirror with a frown on her face, "Too pink?"

She looked down at me as I fixed the cut with a quick spell, but a small angry scar was glowing on my shin. I looked up at her annoyed, "I feel like wiping this blood on your annoying face!"

She clicked her fingers, "You're right! Blood red!" And she turned to her makeup case.

The bathroom door opening saved her from my response,

"Lavender, where's my-, oh, morning Ky. Cut yourself?"

I sighed at Parvati and stormed out of the bathroom, letting the towel fall and throwing my clothes on.

"What's her rush?"

I heard Parvati's voice float from the bathroom. I zipped up my skirt and dug under my bed for my socks. I could never bleeding find socks.

"Who knows with that one. Oi Thornton!" I looked up and caught the object Bobby threw. There were two of them but they weren't socks,

"The fuck am I supposed to do with this?"

She rolled her eyes, "Floss with them. What else, wear them! No roommate of mine will be caught with that ugly shaving scar like some Andrea Milleni, ugh for a Slytherin she really-"

I grabbed my bag and headed for the door already zoning them out.

"Oh if you're on your way to see Harry, you're a little too late. I saw him head out the Entrance Hall on my way up."

I turned to Parvati, "Out the Entrance Hall?" Why would he leave the castle? I didn't wait for her answer and ignored Bobby shouting after me and turned around and headed out the door.

Could this day get any worse?

-x-x-x-

"Watch it!"

My eye hit the boy's shoulder blade and I clutched at it. FUCK that hurt. I shook my head, ridding myself of the dizziness,

"You watch it! Who exits a classroom with their fucking back turned! Oh fuck, of course it's you."

I growled at the now annoyingly familiar face of Roger Davies who had walked out of Charms, too busy talking to his posse to pay attention to where he was going. He smirked and lazily leaned against the door but whatever perverse quip he was going to make never fell off his tongue as his sharp brown eyes zoomed onto my chest.

He is not serious! Is he seriously openly ogling my breasts! I took the step that closed the gap and flung my fist across his face, so annoyed that I was afraid to rain my wrath on him magically.

He staggered backwards and hit the wall and a set of hands enclosed around my waist hoisting me up and placing me back down in the opposite direction.

I whirled around ready to slap whoever it was that did that and stopped, recognising the dark hair.

"-bitch! My nose is! You bitch-"

Teddy turned around and snapped his wand at Davies, stopping the flow of blood as his friends clustered around him in concern. "Better take your friend to Madam Pomfrey." Teddy said this with the promise of more injuries on his lips and the ashen faced boys picked Davies off the floor and whisked him away. Wow, the Snake could be a real bad ass when he wanted to be.

Teddy turned back at me, shaking his head with a playful smile, "Violence? So early in the morning?"

"The little prick deserves it. He was openly staring at my chest; ugh I can feel his mind groping me." I shivered in disgust and Teddy laughed.

"Do you blame the guy?"

I glared at Teddy, "What-"

He took a step back, his hands in his pockets. He tipped his head down, a small smirk on his face, inclining my chest with his head. I looked down,

"Godric's gonad!" I grabbed my shirt and pulled it together. It seems that in my rush I had forgotten to do the top three buttons, exposing enough cleavage that I'm sure would send Sev on a rampage if he had ever spotted it. Maybe that's what Bobby was shouting about as I left! I adjusted my shirt, "Well…he still shouldn't have looked."

Teddy nodded at me placatingly. I flung forward as someone knocked into my back. Guess the rest of the Snakes were here for charms. I was ready to swear at Bullstrode, the usual suspect but stopped at the head of Blonde.

"What's Malfoy's deal?"

Teddy shrugged and followed his class in. I turned and ran down the steps, all thoughts of stupid blondes and dumb brunettes gone, reigning in on jet black.

A/N: So Ky is having one of those days…you know the type. I know these chapters are going slow but they're a necessary evil for the plot.

As always, your thoughts are much appreciated

Kalina