Puppet Strings (Hogwarts x Reader)

Chapter 5

"You're one of the Weasley twins, I know that. But which one...?"

"The better looking one, of course."

"But you're identical."

"And that matters because....?"

"Please stop torturing me."

The boy laughed. "Alright fine, I'm George. Pleasure to put a face to your name."

"Likewise," Y/n said, smiling.

"You trying to get into the common room?" George asked.

"No, I was looking for the Quidditch Pitch."

George grinned and rolled his eyes. "Suppose I deserve that. Here, I'll let you in. Fortuna Major."

The portrait swung open.

"Thanks," Y/n said gratefully. "Where's your other half?"

"With Lee Jordan in the Charms classroom. I just need to grab something, then I'll be back to them. We're doing.....er....an extracurricular project."

Y/n raised an eyebrow.

"Can't tell you. It's a surprise." George grinned mischievously, then entered the common room.

Y/n laughed and followed. When she reached the inside, George was already scaling the steps to his dorm.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were on a couch in front of the hearth, talking in hushed voices. Remembering why she was mad, she stormed up to Harry.

"How did you get in?" Ron asked, eyes narrowing.

"George. At least that Weasley is courteous of other people's well-being."

Ron rolled his eyes.

"Harry, we need to talk," Y/n said.

"Well...I mean, Hermione and I were about to work on Divination homework—"

"There was no Divination homework this week. We're talking. Now."

Harry sighed, but got up to follow her as she exited the common room and stormed away.

"Hang on—wait, slow down—"

Y/n pushed her way into an empty classroom and whirled on Harry the moment the door shut behind him.

"I can't believe you. I can't believe you ignored me for a month straight!"

"To be fair, you stopped trying to talk to me after the third week."

Y/n glared at him.

Harry sighed. "Okay. Fine. I'm sorry."

"Sorry isn't enough! Why did you even do it? We're family, aren't we? Why does it matter what house I'm in?"

"Because you're in Slytherin!" Harry exclaimed. "Not Ravenclaw, not Hufflepuff, Slytherin! All Slytherins are bad witches and wizards!"

"First off, it's actually 'all bad witches and wizards are Slytherins.' There's a difference. Second of all, why does it matter? I'm your sister!"

"But—"

"No, there are no 'buts!' I left my school to be here with you, and now you don't even have the decency to talk to me?"

"I didn't want Ron to be uncomfortable! Slytherin's really put him off, you know."

Y/n stared at him. "So you chose him over me."

"Wha—no! I didn't! I...." Harry trailed off. Y/n could see that he had just realized that was exactly what he had done.

"I'll talk to Ron," Harry said quickly. "And I'll make it up to you. I promise."