Plot Twist [GEORGE WEASLEY]

2.

Fred laughed, "We must stop meeting like this!"

"I-I. The train stopped so..." Amara scrambled to a standing position.

The twins ran forward. At the entrance of the compartment, Camilla was in a fit of laughter.

Amara gritted her teeth. "Shut up."

Still, she remained vigilant. 

Suddenly, the Hogwarts Express woke. The lights flickered on. Heads peeked out of compartments. Warmth spread into the compartment. It seemed the eerie presence had vanished.

With a sigh, Amara collapsed on the seat.

"What the hell was that?" Amara cursed.

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Soon enough, Hogwarts was near. The Ravenclaw prefect prompted Amara and Camilla to get ready. This was daunting for Amara and Camilla. As it was the annual event where they would have to wrestle their animals into their cages.

Camilla had mistaken how predatory Athena was. She often perceived her to be a vegetarian cat. Which was a dangerous assumption to make. The cat leaped up towards Camilla's tawny owl, Rosa. Hooting in alarm, Rosa fluttered to the ceiling. The cat snarled. It pounced on the seats.

"Athena! Stop it!" Amara scooped up her feline. Though, Athena was pissed at the motion. She clawed at Amara's skin. She gasped. Athena had left a deep cut on her arm.

"I told you to cut the nails of that wretched feline!" Camilla shook her head.

"I did! Ten times this summer! It grew so quickly!"

Jumping up to the seats, Camilla tried to calm Rosa. Even coaxing her with owl food. But, the owl didn't budge. The wretched cat, determined, launched upwards. "Accio Athena! That's not working!" Amara cried, racking her brain how to diffuse the situation.

"Whoa! You need help there, ladies?" Fred Weasley's voice added to the sounds of panicked hooting and Camilla cursing the cat.

"Yes!" Amara and Camilla cried.

"Immobulus!" Someone shouted. Why had not she thought of that spell? She was a Ravenclaw for heaven's sake! Athena was frozen in midair, eyeballs moving ceaselessly around in shock. George Weasley stood there with his wand out, a satisfied smirk. His smirk disappeared when he met Amara's glance, replaced by a scowl.

"I think she is yours?" He asked, setting Athena down.

"Yes. Thank you for that! I had not remembered that sp-" Amara had started to say, but George had already walked out of the compartment.

Fred shrugged at Amara, as he exited the cramped compartment.

"When you said you met cute boys, I wasn't sure this is what you meant!" Camilla said, snickering.

"Oh, I never said they were cute!" Amara's cheeks burned red, red as the blood oozing out of her tiny cut.

"You must've thought so!" Camilla teased, locking Rosa in her cage, and setting a protection spell upon it.

"I didn't have time to look at his face, you! Didn't you hear me? He was too busy scowling to be attractive to me!" Amara retorted. 

"Oh, so you think the angry one is cute, eh? So you picked your favorite twin. Ironically the one who hates you!" Camilla's smirk widened.

"Shut up!" Amara pointed her wand at Camilla to fire a jinx.

Camilla's legs wobbled. The witch grabbed Amara's hand for support. Amara shrugged her off. As a result, Camilla fell over. Outraged, Camilla gave Amara a rude gesture. Amara merely chuckled.