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The next day everyone in the school was buzzing with anticipation at having the other schools arrive that evening. It was breakfast in the Great Hall and that seemed to be the only thing that anyone could talk about.
Cecil didn't really care about the other schools; he had a feeling that re-establishing Triwizard tournament after centuries was a bad idea. Something was bound to go wrong.
Cecil looked towards his friends. "Do you two think that it's really a good idea for the Triwizard tournament to go ahead?"
Johnnie and Angie looked up from their breakfast.
"I think it's a wicked idea!" Johnnie exclaimed dropping his toast back onto his plate, Angie was nodding along with him.
Johnnie leaned back on the bench with his arms crossed a smirk settling on his face. "I'm actually thinking about entering myself."
Cecil looked at Johnnie, his mouth hanging open in shock. Then he turned to face Angie. "Are you thinking about entering as well?"
Angie shook his head. "No that's really more Johnnie's thing than mine."
Cutting the conversation off short, all the food disappeared off of their plates signalling that it was time to go to class.
Standing up the trio headed out of the Great Hall walking to their dorm to grab their things.
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Cecil was walking to his first class alone. He didn't want to wait up for Angie or Johnnie because they were taking to long to find their things.
As he turned into a third floor corridor, which was rather packed, he saw the Weasley twins. Both had mischievous smiles on their faces. No one else had noticed them but Cecil had, and he knew those smiles could only mean one thing and he didn't feel like being caught up in one of their pranks.
He quickly walked up to the painting just up the hallway which he knew had a hidden passage behind it, having been told about it by his father. He reached the painting and quickly slipped behind it, unseen, into the passage.
Cecil was only waiting in that passage a few moments before there was a burst of noise, the sound of sudden loud cracks filled the air followed by the shrieking of students and footsteps thudding on the stone floor. Cecil rolled his eyes. Of course, the Weasley twins would use fireworks for the welcome prank of the year.
Just as Cecil had decided that it had been long enough since the fireworks that he could safely get to class, George opened up the portrait and slipped inside himself. He hadn't noticed Cecil as he was peeking out into the hallway through a little gap between the frame and the wall, so Cecil decided to sneak up behind him.
"Fireworks?" he asked leaning over George's shoulder and whispering into his ear.
George flinched and turned around with impressive speed, squinting into the darkness at Cecil.
Cecil grabbed his wand and muttered a quiet 'Lumos', lighting up the dark passageway.
"Hello Weasley."
A smile spread across George face as he realised who it was.
"Hiding from our welcome prank, huh?"
"Yeah, didn't really want to be attacked by fireworks."
George snickered at that.
"So, how'd you know?"
"Know what?"
"That we would pull the prank?"
"It was easy really."
George raised an eyebrow. "Really, cause most people never see it coming."
"You and Fred don't exactly have the best poker faces."
Now George looked confused. "What's poker?"
Cecil sighed. "It doesn't matter, it's a muggle thing."
"Oh," George was nodding now.
"It basically means that when I looked at you, you had this smile on your face that I knew meant that you were up to something."
"Look at me often do you Scamander?"
Cecil flushed at the comment. "That's not the point I was trying to make here."
George smiled. "Just teasing. Anyway, we better get to class, you've got Transfig, right?"
Taken aback by the quick change in topic Cecil could only nod.
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As the bell rang to signal the end of the lesson, McGonagall spoke from her desk. "Mr. Scamander, please see me before you leave."
Cecil froze halfway to putting his bag on his shoulder and locked eyes with Johnnie and Angie. They came up to him and started whispering. "What in Merlins name did you do?"
Cecil whispered back. "I don't know but I'll tell you after."
The twins nodded and walked out of the room.
With that Cecil nervously walked up to Professor McGonagall's desk, thoughts of everything he could have done wrong running through his head. "You wanted to see me for something professor?"
"Yes. You are aware that you are one of my top students, correct?"
Cecil nodded slowly, this was not how he thought this was going to play out, surely there was something that would affect him in some way.
"I need you to tutor Mr. Weasley."
Ah, there it was.
"Uh, which Weasley, Professor?"
McGonagall looked amused at his question, she gave him a piece of parchment before answering. "George Weasley. Now, give this to him, it will answer any questions that Mr. Weasley has."
Cecil nodded staring at the parchment.
"You are dismissed Mr. Scamander."
Cecil nodded and walked out of the classroom to see Johnnie and Angie standing across the hall. When they saw him exit the classroom they ran up to him.
"So?"
Cecil looked at Angie confused. "So, what?"
"So, what'd she say?"
"Oh, I um.. I have to tutor George Weasley in Transfiguration."
Both boys started laughing at that. "What luck you have mate!"
Cecil lightly punched Johnnie in the arm in retaliation. "Hey, if your not careful I'll be tutoring you next and I wont be nice about it."
"Alright, alright, I'll stop teasing you."
Cecil grabbed the parchment McGonagall had given him out of his pocket. "I've got to give this to George, will you two come with me?"
" 'Course mate," Angie clapped him on the back.
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The trio made their way into the Great Hall, which was reasonably full, and made their way over to the Gryffindor table. The Weasley twins, with their fiery red hair, were not hard to spot.
Cecil leaned over to his friends and said. "Wish me luck."
The two turned to walk away to the Ravenclaw table. "Luck."
Cecil quickened his pace towards the twins. When he got closer he called out.
"Weasley!"
Both of the twins turned towards him.
They answered in unison. "Which one?"
"George."
They glanced at each other before Fred answered.
"At your service, Scamander."
Cecil had a deadpan expression. "I said George, Fred."
Fred turned to George, "You weren't lying, he really can tell us apart."
"Its really not hard," Cecil chimed in.
This brought the twins attention back to him.
"So, what'd you need?" asked George.
He held out the parchment. "I got a message for you from McGonagall."
George groaned and snatched the parchment, unfolding it. Fred leant over his twin shoulder. "What does it say?"
After reading the note, George looked up. For a moment they seemed to just stare at each other. Gosh have his eyes always been that beautiful, thought Cecil. Then George spoke.
"So, Scamander, you're tutoring me?"
Cecil snapped out of his trance. "Um yeah, you can call me Cecil."
"Well, when are you free?"
The question caught him off guard. "Pardon?" he coughed out.
George raised an eyebrow, "When are you free for tutoring?"
"Oh, uh. How about Tuesday when we have free period together?"
"Yeah, works for me."
"Alright, meet you in the library on Tuesday?"
George smirked, "See you then, Cecil."
Cecil turned around and walked back to his friends at the Ravenclaw table and definitely did not think about that conversation for the rest of the day.
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