As the group sits together for breakfast my attention sat on the pink monster at the teachers table. Something about her energy is off. Like she's extra ... bitter? Maybe I shouldn't of dropped divination... I think in 4th year they start to teach you how to do the aura reading or whatever.
"Okay so we'll put the posters up you good to help Bellerum?"
"Hmm?" I ask looking back to them, "sorry I was looking At Umbridge trying to figure out how to read auras."
"You've got to concentrate and then there is like 40 other steps," George says, "I never payed attention I just wrote down a color and bullshitted the rest."
"Uhh her aura is dark brown," Melody says, "deception and selfishness... seems at least a little bit valid. I mean even her speech yesterday showed that.. Why are you trying to read her aura?"
"I don't like her vibe," I tell them, "She seems.... problematic...."
"She seems like a giant bitch," Mikey says, "but not in a good way like McGonagall." We nod lightly. Smiling through the conversation as McGonagall walks past us. Once she passes we go right back to it. "I mean I don't know something about her speech really just rubbed me the wrong way."
"Was it the direct jab at Dumbledore or the treating us like we are five?" Katie asks him clearly already deciding to dislike the professor.
"Both," Mikey says.
"Don't worry about her she'll be a push over like the rest," Fred says, "can we get back to the posters please?"
"Right sorry babe," I say looking over to him, "what were we settling on?"
"Hanging them around the common room first," Fred reminds me, "Gryffindor's won't snitch on us cause we'll lose them points so it's the safest bet." I nod along. "We can do it during the free period?"
"Alright," I tell him.
"Look at today!" Ron groans, "History of Magic, double Potions, Divination and double Defense Against the Dark Arts . . . Binns, Snape, Trelawney and that Umbridge woman all in one day! I wish Fred and George'd hurry up and get those Skiving Snackboxes sorted . . ." Fred perks up smirking as he leans over me to look at his younger brother. George follows suit.
"Do mine ears deceive me?" Fred says looking over Ron completely amused, "Hogwarts prefects surely don't wish to skive off lessons?"
"Look what we've got today," Ron says grumpily, shoving his timetable towards us. "That's the worst Monday I've ever seen." My eyes move along matching up his words from before with the paper now.
"Fair point, little bro," Fred, scanning the column. "You can have a bit of Nosebleed Nougat cheap if you like."
"Why's it cheap?" Ron asks suspiciously.
"Because you'll keep bleeding till you shrivel up, we haven't got an antidote yet," George says helping himself to a kipper.
"Cheers," Ron says moodily, pocketing his timetable, "but I think I'll take the lessons."
"And speaking of your Skiving Snackboxes," Hermione says eyeing Fred and George beadily, "you can't advertise for testers on the Gryffindor noticeboard."
"Says who?" George says looking astonished.
"Says me," Hermione says, "And Ron."
"Leave me out of it," Ron says hastily.
Hermione glares at him. Fred and George chuckle then look over at me.
"Well Mrs. Gryffindor Captian what do you say?" George asks, "you feel like we need to take them down?"
"No actually they were given permission from the Head Boy himself," I point out as I look through my timetable, "Sorry about the confusion Hermione. But we are actually allowing advertisements on the board. Mikey, Angie, and I approved it last night." Hermione scoffs loudly.
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Forever Isn't Real // Fred Weasley x Reader
FanfictionY/n was attached to the Weasley Twins hips since day one at Hogwarts. The pure blooded Gryffindor had matched their mischievous nature and love of humour. And while she was close with both boys, she was just naturally much closer to Fred. He was her...
