***A/N*** Hello beautiful humans! Sorry this chapter is being uploaded so much later than usual lol. Take ADHD and sprinkle chronic headaches into the mix and you get a lot of procrastination and little to no motivation to do anything. (note to self kids, let head injuries actually heal when you get them if you don't want to spend the next ten years of your life in pain lmao) Nevertheless, here is an Annie POV! I've also included portraits of all the Ravenclaw boys cause I will be including them more and more in the upcoming Annie POVs, and I just really like making faces! That's about it I think, I'll be back tomorrow with another chapter! Lots of love xx
Albert Bray^^^
Jessie Dennis^^^
Zach McConnel^^^
Raphael Tran^^^
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So it's starting to look like I'm not the most messed up one anymore!
I say that like I haven't been sleeping in Lorcan's bed with him for the past like 2 weeks but whatever.
Theo broke up with Josie cause she caught him snogging Gilbert. Honestly, when I was little I had a crush on Bertie, glad that ended when it did or else that would have been awkward. Ophelia is being kissed by girls who don't like girls, and Cass... well okay Cass is in a loving and healthy relationship and hasn't had anything too drastic happen to her in the past little bit after the whole almost dying thing.
But still, I'm the least messed up one!
Cass is a close second place.
And guess what else?
It's April 18th!
I turn thirteen today!
I'm no longer a child, I am in fact a teenager, life is good, life is great even.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SWEETEST LITTLEST WEASLEY! OH MY GOODNESS I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT THIRTEEN YEARS AGO THE WORLD WAS GRACED WITH YOUR PRESENCE! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MY SWEET BABY ANGEL!"
Birthdays also mean howlers from Mum and Dad in the middle of breakfast.
"HAAAAAAAAPY BIRTHDAY TO YOOUUUUUUUUU HAPPPPPPYYYYY BIIIIIIIIIRTHDAY TO YOUUUUUUUUUUU HAPPY BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRTHDAY MY SWEET LITTE, SMART, TALENTED, FUNNY, SARCASTIC, LITTLE BABY GIIIIIIIIRRRRLLLL HAAAAAPPPYYYYYYY BIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRTHDAAAAAAAY TOOOOOOO YOUUUUUUUUUUUU!"
The howler drops dead on my plate and everyone slowly goes back to their food. Zach nudges my shoulder, "It's your birthday Weasley?"
"Really? I haven't noticed," I say back to him which makes him laugh.
The boys in Lorcan's dorm room have become good friends of mine. Raphael, Jessie, Zach, and Albert have invited me into their weird little group with open arms.
But Jordan doesn't like them all that much. Which means that me and Lory are bouncing back and forth between the Ravenclaw boys and Jordan and Lysander who, in our absence, still haven't managed to start getting along.
"We should do something for your birthday, you only turn what? Ten? Once." Raphael says.
I toss a bit of the crust of my toast at him, "Piss off mate you and I both know that I'm not ten years old."
"Does your Dad know? Cause apparently you're his smart, talented, funny, sarcastic, little baby girl." Lorcan says, joining in on the teasing.
Before I can say anything though, Ophelia jumps up onto her table and clutches onto her heart as she points her other hand in my direction, "THIS IS AN ODE TO MY LITTLE BABY SISTER FOR WHOM IS NO LONGER A CHILD!"
"Merlin's chest hair," I grumble and cover my face with my hands.
"OH DEAR ANNABETH!" Ophelia continues, "I DO HOPE THAT YOU DO NOT DIE A VIOLENT DEATH!"
"What the bloody hell sort of poem is this?" Jessie whispers.
"FOR TIS YOUR BIRTHDAY! HIP-HIP!"
Cassiopeia, Theseus, Ash, Theo, Lily, Hugo, Jordan, Gilbert, Laurie, Lucy, Jordan, and even Uncle Charlie jump to their feet, "HOORAY!" They all shout at the same time.
Because Ophelia started it, the entire school is laughing and on their feet applauding the sheer stupidity of it all. While the others sit back down into their seats Ophelia stays on top of the table, "And because you are turning thirteen my sweet little sister, I got you a present!"
She points her wand at me and for some reason, my gut tells me that she's going to blow my head off. But it's worse.
It's so much worse.
Two little Ophelia's appear on my shoulders, one of them in white, the other one in red.
"Today you will have my wonderful and insanely talented brain with you wherever you go! These two beauties will give you the best and worst possible ideas when you are confronted with any situation! Love you!" Ophelia clambers down off the table and sits down at her spot again.
I'd be impressed if she did this to literally anyone else. Its advanced charms work. I've never actually seen a spell like this first hand. I just have come across it in readings for other useless topics I thought were interesting at the time.
I try to flick the little Ophelia wearing white off my shoulder and a very quiet 'aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!' can be heard before she reappears on my shoulder.
"ooh! do it again, do it again!" the Ophelia wearing red chants in my ear.
"do not do it again! that hurt!" The Ophelia wearing white screams.
Remember when I said that life was going good, great even? Well, I think this just ruined all that.
This is going to be the worst possible day of my life.
"ditch class!"
"no! we have to study nice and hard!"
My friends and I walk through the corridors on our way to transfiguration and my two new companions are starting to make my life a living hell.
"I think it's awesome," Lysander says when I walk up to him and Jordan, "Having your sister around at all times? Sign me up."
"I think I'm going to pretend that you didn't just say that," I say to him.
He shrugs, "Do what you will mate. Happy birthday by the way."
"Thanks," I say with a nod.
"Did Auntie Vi and Uncle George send you anything besides the howler?" Jordan asks.
I shake my head no, "They don't like sending birthday presents to Hogwarts cause it tires out our owl and they want to watch our faces when we open our presents. I'll get mine when I get home."
"write mum and dad an angry letter and demand your present now!" Evil Ophelia shouts.
All my friends look at my shoulder.
"don't do that! mummy and daddy have done it like this for all of us!" The other one argues.
"This is going to literally be the worst day of my life," I grumble as the classroom door opens.
I slip into my spot beside Lorcan and we start taking our notes from last class out. Transfiguration has turned into my least favourite class this year. Everything about it makes me annoyed, especially Arabella's pinched nose and arched eyebrows.
Not that pinched noses and arched eyebrows don't look good.
Just not on her face.
"throw your quill at her."
"be nice and ask how her day has been so far."
"put a stickfast hex on her feet"
"thank her for teaching the class"
"give her a pig nose."
Arabella turns around and glares at me, "Miss Weasley, speak when you are spoken to."
"How do you know it was me?" I ask.
Arabella raises her arched eyebrows making them look like upside-down' u's on her face.
"It's quite obvious who it is Miss Weasley. One more word out of you and it's detention for the week."
I glare at Arabella till she turns back around. And I dunno if it's the fact that I have a little Ophelia on my shoulder screaming, "kill!kill!kill!kill!' or the newfound confidence I have with being thirteen, but as soon as she turns back to the chalkboard I say, "Now is it any word specifically? Or just words in general Ma'am?"
Lorcan hits his head on the desk and groans about my idiocy.
Arabella sneers at me, "I'll see you in detention tonight Miss Weasley."
"It's my birthday ma'am, so unless you have cake... I'm not showing up. Thanks for the offer though!" I say cheerily.
Lorcan, whose forehead is still pressed against his desk, gives me a side-eye glance, telling me to shut up.
"It's your birthday is it?" Professor Arabella says. She crosses her arms over her chest and looks at me with her head tilted just a little.
"kill her!" evil Ophelia whispers, "No one's going to notice."
"besides every other kid in this bloody classroom!" good Ophelia whispers back, "don't do it!"
"It is ma'am. Turning thirteen." I say to her.
"Then thirteen detentions will suffice. Consider it my gift to you. And let's take thirteen points from Ravenclaw too why don't we?"
"She didn't even do anything?" Jordan says putting her hand up, "Name one thing she did in the past five minutes that deserves thirteen detentions!"
"Mind your place Miss Clarence and take your notes out from last class." Arabella says, "Today we will be continuing our work with our rabbit to slippers transformation. Now, who can tell me why we decide to turn rabbits into slippers in this class?"
"Cause you're evil?" Lorcan mutters under his breath.
"kill her," Evil Ophelia whispers again.
"do your homework!" good Ophelia suggests.
Arabella starts to go on about the pros and cons of animal to object transformation, which means I zone out completely and hope that Lorcan is paying more attention than I am right now.
I doodle a self-portrait on the bottom of my parchment. It's not good in the slightest but it makes me smile.
"where are we in that picture?" Evil Ophelia whispers, "we're a part of you."
"don't listen to her. this is your day, not ours." The other one whispers.
Arabella smiles contently at her board, "Copy these points down and come collect a rabbit for testing. One rabbit per desk group should suffice."
Lorcan and I look at each other and at the same time say, "Not it!" really loudly.
"It's my birthday Lory, you should do this for me."
"You've been sleeping in my bed for two weeks. I think you owe me this."
"I think that you owe me this. I mean I'm your best friend. That's bound to count for something."
"That counts for zero things."
"Get the rabbit."
"You get the rabbit!"
Jessie puts a rabbit on our desk, "Happy birthday Annabeth. Don't say I don't do anything for you eh?" He winks and takes his own rabbit back to where Raphael is waiting for him.
Lorcan looks at the white rabbit on our desk then at me. He wiggles his eyebrows and nudges my shoulder, nearly making little evil Ophelia fall off.
"kill him!" she shouts into my ear, "he nearly killed me!"
"Don't kill your best friend. that doesn't seem like a smart idea." The other one says in my other ear.
"What was that for?" I ask Lorcan as I take my wand out of my hair. Mum keeps her wand wrapped up in her hair and it's sort of became how we all keep our wand close to us if we have long hair.
"You and Jessie," Lorcan says like it's obvious, "I never knew that you two were so close."
"We aren't that close?"
"Then why did he get you the rabbit?"
"Cause he's a better friend than you are."
Lorcan smiles, "Exactly mate. I think he fancies you."
I roll my eyes, "You sure you're not the one that fancies him? Seem to be talking about him a whole lot."
Lorcan's ears turn pink, "Do you really think that I fancy him?"
I twirl my wand around in my fingers, "Nah."
"snog him!" little Ophelia whispers.
"don't snog him! you're only thirteen!"
"snog him!"
"he's your best friend!"
Lorcan looks away from the rabbit, "You say something?"
"Nope," I shrug, "Haven't said a word.
Lorcan shrugs and looks at his notes, "So apparently all we gotta do is..." he picks up his wand from the desk and holds it vertically above the rabbit's head, "point at it... and twirl your wand in a semi-circle."
Lorcan does as he explains and there's a big puff of pink smoke.
Coughing, the both of us fan the smoke away from our faces. But I half wish that we left the smoke around our desk because I was not prepared to see a slipper made out of the insides of a rabbit.
"I'm gonna be sick," Lorcan groans right before he falls off his chair and faints. The half-skinned rabbit/half-slipper monstrosity looks at me and blinks.
"this is the greatest thing in the whole world," Evil Ophelia shouts.
"this is horrible!" good Ophelia wails.
Arabella comes rushing over to our desk and tuts, "What have we got here? Miss Weasley, Mister Longbottom, how is it that you two are always the ones to mess up in my class."
Lorcan groans from the floor.
"Right, yes, Miss Weasley please help your friend Mister Longbottom here up to the hospital wing. I'll see if I can undo the mess that you two did." Professor Arabella takes out her wand and points it at the poor rabbit on our desk and floats it over to the front of the room, "And this class, is why you don't spend the entire time here doodling and talking back to the professor!" She says loudly.
Jordan and Lysander help me get Lorcan to his feet but Arabella won't let them come with me to the hospital wing, despite the fact that Lysander is literally his twin brother.
"It was... did I do that to the poor bunny?" Lorcan says in a dazed voice.
I don't really want to kill the man, cause I won't be able to sleep in his dorm anymore. That and well he's my best friend and stuff. So I just say, "Nah, you didn't do anything mate. It worked fine you just got queasy."
Lorcan nods, "Queasy yeah."
"liar! lying is bad, bad bad!" good Ophelia says, "annabeth you shouldn't lie to your friends!"
"bun that! do it some more!" The other one starts to chant 'more, more, more more!' over and over till I feel like pulling a Dad and asking someone to hex my ear off for me.
"Come on mate, let's get you sorted," I say, half helping, half dragging Lorcan up the stairs to the hospital wing. Before I can open the door though, Theseus comes out and nearly runs me and Lorcan over.
"Annabeth! I – what're you doing here? Don't you have class?" He asks me. I notice bandages wrapped around his knuckles but I don't bother saying anything about them.
"My friend passed out," I say trying to get Lorcan to stand on his own two feet, "He couldn't handle the excitement that is Arabella's transfiguration class."
Theseus nods, "Is she still bothering you?"
"Uh, sort of?"
"she's a total fucking slag!" Evil Ophelia shouts from my shoulder.
"don't use that word!" Good Ophelia shouts back.
Theseus flashes me an amused smile, "You hate that yet?"
"More than I could tell you mate."
"Does anyone else smell toast?" Lorcan grumbles.
Theseus laughs and pushes the door open for us, holding it so I can get past.
"Happy birthday string bean," Theseus says to me as I help Lorcan into the hospital, "Cass'll hex me where I stand if she knows I'm telling you this but we've got a bot more planned than just Ophelia's two personalities following you everywhere you got today."
"Cheers bruv," I say back to him, "See you around then?"
Theseus nods, "Dinner time ish. You'll know." He lets the door close behind me and Lorcan, leaving us alone with a moaning and groaning kid in the corner and Madam Pomfrey who is sitting at her desk.
"Miss Weasley," Madam Pomfrey sighs when she sees me, "You know one of these days I would love to go a whole day without seeing a Weasley child in my hospital." She smiles and comes over to me and Lorcan, "And Mister Longbottom. What happened here?"
"He fainted after a mishap in transfiguration ma'am. Professor Arabella told me to bring him here." I explain, passing Lorcan's limp body over to Madam Pomfrey so she can get him into a bed.
"Did a spell hit him?" She asks.
I shake my head before I realize that she's not actually looking at me, "Nah. I mean, no ma'am. We were transfiguring rabbits into slippers and he did the spell wrong. When he saw the result he fainted... he's a vegetarian you see."
Madam Pomfrey nods, "Vegetarians, I don't think I'll ever understand it," She helps Lorcan sit up and feeds him a spoonful of something before turning around and looking at me, "Do you plan on staying Miss Weasley? It'll only take half an hour or so for Mister Longbottom to be as good as new."
I nod, "Please yeah."
"You're one of the quiet ones so I don't mind if you stay for a spell," Madam Pomfrey walks back towards her desk. She flicks her hand in the air and a chair from the other side of the room comes flying over to Lorcan's bedside so I can sit with him, "Oh, and happy birthday Miss Weasley. Your parents made it very obvious that today was your special day at breakfast this morning."
I smile to myself as Madam Pomfrey passes me and sits back down at her desk. I rush over to Lorcan and smile at him, "Cheers mate, now I don't have to go back to that witch's class." I think for a second, "Suppose that insult doesn't really work when you're literarily a professor at a magical school for witches and wizards... hey that's a thing. Why do muggles use witch as an insult?"
"kill the muggles!" Evil Ophelia says.
"kill the muggles? voldemort already tried that and look where it got him?" Good Ophelia says back.
"kill them anyways!"
I roll my eyes, "What is your obsession with killing things?" I ask the evil Ophelia.
She huffs and sits cross-legged on my shoulders, "you're the boring sibling," she mutters.
The rest of my day goes a lot smoother than the beginning, but also like how could it have gone worse? My friend literally fainted in the first period.
It would have been a good day too, if it wasn't for Ophelia's birthday present. I've grown to hate my own sister's voice. Is this really what it sounds like in her head? One voice constantly telling her to kill everything and every one for literally no reason while the other one just says 'no don't do that' while losing all of its patience?
My family including Theseus and Ash are waiting for me outside of the Great Hall when my friends and I head for dinner.
"Sorry you lot, family only," Cassie says to my friends.
Jordan's face lights up, "Ha! Losers!" She sings before taking my hand and pulling me towards our family.
Theo and Gilbert are standing side by side, and it's clear that they're both blushing like mad but from what I can tell, they aren't touching.
"Leah, can you please take your present back now? I want to stab a fork into my ears and bleed to death," I say to her as we all walk outside.
Leah laughs, "I dunno the counter spell yet. Might just have to live like that for a bit longer."
Ash hits her in the gut and Ophelia pretends to be hurt and doubles over, "You know the spell you arse." She laughs.
Ophelia stands upright again and rolls her eyes, "Only if you ask nicely Banana."
"Ophelia, may you please..." I start but she cuts me off.
"Nicer than that. You are asking me to return your birthday present after all."
I fight the urge to punch my sister in the face and take a deep breath, "My darling sister Ophelia. May you do me the honour of removing your blasted personalities off of my shoulders."
Theseus, Theo, and Lucy, and Hugo all burst into laughter.
"Think that's the nicest you're going to get Leah," Lily says, "If I were Annie I would have fought you by now."
"Oh yeah sure you would, Miss anger management problems," Ophelia says to her,
"You try growing up with James and Albus. You'll have anger management problems too."
"Try living with Freddie and Ophelia. I've hated every second of my life since I was born," Cassie says nudging Lily with her hip.
"hex her! please oh pretty please hex her! just once! it doesn't even have to be a bad one!" Evil Ophelia says, jumping up and down on my shoulder like a kid on Christmas.
Ophelia doesn't even take her wand out to reverse the spell, she just twirls her fingers in the air while doing the same wrist movement that you would do if you were screwing in a lightbulb.
The two little Ophelias vanish in a puff of red and white smoke respectfully just as Hugo and Laurie push through the front doors of the castle and out into the grounds.
"What are we even doing out here?" I ask no one in particular.
"Figured that it would be sort of lame to have a birthday picnic indoors you know," Lily says to me.
"Yeah mate, who wants to sit on the hard stone floor to eat when you can sit on soft grass?" Gilbert says. He bumps his shoulder into Theo's when he walks and I can't tell if he did it on purpose or not.
We walk out into the middle of the castle grounds and down the hill towards Uncle Charlie's hut. There, there is a huge blanket set up with all different sorts of food set out. Uncle Charlie is setting up some balloons from Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes all around. The ones that float in the air but will never float away so you don't have to have strings to tie them to anything.
Uncle Charlie hears us coming, though he would have to be deaf not to and he turns around with a smile on his face, "Thought you said I had till after dinner?" He calls out.
"Now what would be the point of having a picnic after dinner Uncle Charlie?" Hugo calls back which makes us all laugh.
"Yeah mate," Freddie steps out from behind Uncle Charlie, "Where's the logic in that?"
I can't control the smile that appears on my face when I see my older brother standing there, "FREDDIE!" I run down the little slope towards the picnic and launch myself into my brother's open arms. I don't care all that much on the how he's here right now. Just that he's here and I missed him dearly.
Freddie stumbles backwards but he catches me all the same and lifts me up off the ground, "Getting a bit old to do this eh Annie?" He laughs, "I thought turning thirteen made you an adult!"
He drops me back down onto my feet and ruffles up my hair like everyone in this family seems to do when they want to show anyone affection, "An adult? Dunno what that is."
Freddie laughs, "You and me both."
"Bloody glad you were able to make it," Cassie says giving Freddie a hug, "Or else this would have been a really awkward picnic."
"Yeah well, you've only got me for a few hours then I have to apparate back over to America," Freddie says.
"And we have to hope that McGonagall doesn't realize that you're here or else we'll all be in a great big load of dragon shit," Hugo says. He plops down onto the blanket and instantly starts loading his plate, not bothering to wait for the rest of us.
Freddie shrugs, "Should be alright, McGonagall doesn't have an eye in Hogsmeade telling her who shows up."
We all sit down for the picnic and start eating our dinner. I sit right next to Freddie, wanting to spend as much time with him as I can before he heads back to America where Evie is waiting for him.
"So what have you been up to today Beth?" Freddie asks me before taking a bite out of his dinner.
I shrug, "Got myself thirteen detentions."
Everyone stops talking, "How do you mean you got yourself thirteen detentions?" Uncle Charlie asks.
Jordan answers for me, "Arabella hates her! She didn't do anything wrong, besides maybe talking back when she shouldn't have, but it was Ophelia's birthday present that was chatting first and Arabella thought it was Annie and again, she hates her for some reason so she went all 'detentions! points deductions!' on her!"
Uncle Charlie hums and haws for a moment, "I'll talk to her, she seems to like me. Might be able to get you out of those detentions."
"Oh no, I don't mind. I probably need a few detentions so I can catch up with my course work without any distractions."
The topic dies off almost immediately because Laurie spills his drink all over himself by accident.
Having your birthday at Hogwarts takes a little bit of getting used to. Your parents aren't around to shower you in love and make your favourite strawberry and chocolate crepes for breakfast, you can't just bum around on the sofa and watch cartoons all day, you actually have to go to classes and things. But at least I have family here with me, and a lot of it at that.
Cause annoying as they are, and despite the fact that they dunno what a good birthday present actually is *cough* Ophelia *cough* they make any place feel just like home, and that's a pretty great birthday present if you ask me.