"You're going to be doing lines"


"Saying?"


"I mustn't encourage nonsense"


"How much?"


"Until it sinks in" She smile then does her annoying giggle


"No need to be cryptic, just say until it's on my hand"


She glares at me but says nothing so I start to write my lines.


After around 20 minutes she stops me, god that stuff hurt like hell, my poor hand. I pull my sleeve down to cover my hand and I make my way back to the common room.


"What have you done to the poor boy?" I ask the George


"He'll be back to normal in a few minutes"


"He better, good products by the way though" I smile and then continue walking and taking a seat next on Ron's lap as I couldn't be bothered to sit on the floor


"Why are you doing his work for him again? Make him do it himself" I say to Hermione


"Hey, I can push you off if you want"


"But you wouldn't do that though" I smirk


"What's wrong with your hand?" Hermione asks Harry


"Nothing"


She pulls his sleeve up and written on his hand is I mustn't tell lies


"You got one too huh?" I speak


They all look at me and I pull my hand from out of my sleeve "Mine is more, fresh shall I say?"


"You need to tell Dumbledore"


"He has enough on his mind right now"


"Besides if we told on her then we might get into even more trouble" I add on


"Are you ok?" Ron asks


"Yeah, it's stopped hurting now. I hope it doesn't scar though"


"How old is yours Harry?" I ask


"About 2 weeks"


"2 weeks and you didn't tell us?" Hermione responds


"We need to stop her somehow though"


"We can teach ourselves" Hermione smiles as she begins to explain her new idea of running a secret club to teach ourselves all the things we need to know that Umbridge isn't teaching us.


Dumbledore's Army Meeting

The club is called Dumbledore's Army, it's being held in the Room of Requirement which Neville managed to find. So far the meetings have been going great and we're all learning so many new things which is good and very helpful.


"If you aim your hand a little more to the left it will help" Harry smiles as he places his hand on mine to move my wand more to the left


"Thanks" I smile at him


He smiles back and eventually takes his hand off mine and walks away. As strange as it sounds my hand feels lonely now his have left it. 


Ron smirks at me and continues with whatever it is he's doing. I hate that he knows about my crush on Harry.

Chloe Weasley (Ron Weasley's Twin)Onde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora