*AUTHORS NOTE 📝 *
I have a really good idea so I'm going to start writing loads so I can get to it, then I'll edit it all through.
Georges pov <3
I wake up 20 minutes before lunch and have a quick shower. I walk slowly to my room and lay back in bed. I scroll on my phone a little bit and check my profile and texts. Nothing out of the ordinary. So I put my phone on do not disturb.
I trudge slowly to the great hall for lunch, suddenly feeling hungry and to lazy to make anything myself. As I walk into the common room, with a pounding headache, I can hear soft humming and I can feel the ciggerette smoke. It worsened my migraine so I promptly leave.
I get to the great hall and it's bustling loudly. More that usual. As I walk up the gryffindor table my thirst become intense.
So I simply just snatch Harry's drink and down the entire thing, walking a couple more paces and stepping over the bench and into my seat.
"Hey man what the fuck" Harry looks up, annoyed
"Sorry, I'm thirsty" I say back, my tongue tingling
I see Hermione flask and I reach over and slowly take a sip. My world brightens and my headache clears, much better
"Hey George" Angel sneeks up on me, leaning on the table with her elbow and sitting on the back off her legs
"Hi Angel" I turn to her, my eyebrows furrowing.
"You feeling alright?" She asks me quickly, her head tilting, she's acting strange.
"Yeah why?" I look as her, accusingly.
"Oh nothing you just looked terrible when you walked in" she laughs shortly, standing up.
"Oh thanks Angel" I reply, smirking
"No problem Weasley" she smiles and half runs away.
Angels pov <3
I can't fucking believe it, stupid fucking Weasley drank the potion made for Harry.
I call draco and watch him pick up the phone from the syltherin table.
"Did weasley just drink it?" He asks already annoyed
"Yeah, he really can't just get his own drink" I scoff into the phone
"Well what do we do?" He asks
"Let's try again another time?"
"I don't know when I'm going to be able to get more ingredients" I can almost hear him thinking
"Shit" I respond
"Let's just put this on pause okay?" He's just trying to get out of talking to Harry
"We've got to get them to him before he freaks out" I whine
"Just for like a bit" he promises
"Alright fine" he agrees in defeat
"Talk to you later" I say smiling wildly
"Bye" he says, ending the call immediately
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