I trudged down the stairs towards the Great Hall and landed in my seat next to Astoria with a loud thud.
"Someone didn't get a lot of sleep," she said. I scowled at her.
"No Astoria. I had the best sleep in the entire world and that's why I have bags under my eyes!" I yelled sarcastically. She rolled her eyes.
Once my plate was clean, I started to head out of the Great Hall when I felt two arms grab me and pick my up so I was being held horizontally. I was just too tired to say or do anything. They brought me into an empty corridor and placed me back down. I noticed two identical gingers in front of me.
"What do you w-want?" I asked trying to stifle a yawn.
"We need to ask you a favor Hazel." Fred said in a serious tone.
"We need help on making an aging potion for Potions to prove to Snape that we did the work." George continued.
"Can you brew us up one?" They both asked.
"Yeah, sure, whatever," I said rubbing my eyes and heading towards the dungeons.
I had no clue what I was doing. Drowsily, I opened up my potions book and flipped through the pages until I found the potion I was looking for. I followed the instructions on the page and made the potion. I used my own magic to levitate things and bring them to me, being to lazy to take out my wand. About an hour later I had a green concoction in front of me.
"How much do you want?" I asked.
"Just a tiny bit." The boys said.
I nodded and pulled out a spoon, then went to the cupboard to find two small vials. I picked up the spoon and carefully put a spoonful into each vial. I handed the boys each a vial.
"Here you go. That means homework for a week." I said sternly.
They nodded vigorously and helped me put away the ingredients and materials. When we finished we parted ways and went to classes. Why do I have a bad feeling about that potion? Who knows...
. . .
I was sitting in the Great Hall reading with Hermione but I could barely think I was so tired. Suddenly I heard yelling and laughing from a group of boys.
"Come on Ced!" "Put it in!" They yelled as they dragged Cedric in and thrust him towards the Goblet.
He went through the Age Line with ease and laughed alongside his friends. His hair and robes were wet from the rain. He turned around and dropped his name into the Goblet.
Everyone started laughing and cheering. Cedric smiled and turned around. His gray eyes met my hazel ones. We both smiled and he turned to jump onto Isaac. His Hufflepuff friends crowded in a group around him. I went back to reading my book, with straining eyes, until the apocalypse started.
"YESSSSSS!" I heard. Everyone started cheering and clapping. The twins ran in like they had just won the Quidditch World Cup. They high-fived a few people and stood in the seats.
"Thank you thank you, well lads we've done it." George said.
"Hazel cooked it up for us just this morning." Fred continued. My head whipped up.
"What did cook?" I asked.
"Why this aging potion of course." Fred replied.
"What else?" George said second.
I stood up abruptly.
"I thought you said you needed it for Potions!" I exclaimed.
"We thought you would have used your brain and denied." They both replied.
"But why would you...? How could you...? Why in the world... ?" I threw my arms up. "I surrender! I give up! I really should have gotten better sleep last night." I mumbled the last part of the sentence to myself.
I rubbed my temples in a circular motion sitting back down.
"It's not going to work. You boys know that don't you?" I asked.
"Oh yeah? And why's that Hazel?" George asked crouching down to my height.
"Let Hermione explain you that," I said still rubbing my temples.
"So Granger? Why won't it work." Fred asked crouching down to Hermione.
"You see this? This is an Age Line." She pointed at the Age Line. "Dumbledore drew it himself."
"So?" George asked. She scoffed and slammed her book shut on her lap. "So a genius like Dumbledore couldn't possibly be fooled by something pathetically dimwitted such as an Age Potion."
"That's why it's so brilliant," George replied.
"Because it so pathetically dimwitted." Fred finished.
The boys stood up once more and shook their vials.
"Ready Fred?" George asked.
"Ready George." Fred replied.
They crossed arms. "Bottoms up."
Together, the twins poured their potions down their throats and jumped into the age line without a flaw.
Everyone started to cheer. They put their names in the flame and waited to see if anything would happen. When nothing did, they a high-fived. Suddenly, the flame fired up and they were flung across the room onto the floor. When they sat back up, they had heads full of gray hair and beards. Everyone started to laugh.
"You said!"
"You said!" They yelled at each other as they began to roll around fighting on the floor.
People started to chant, "Fight! Fight! Fight!"
I pushed my way through the crowd and reached the fighting "old men". Shaking my head, I bent down grabbing on of the twin's ear.
"Ow!" he exclaimed.
I grabbed the other twin's ear. "Ow!" exclaimed the next one. I used my wandless magic to bring them back into 16-year-old boys again. Everyone started muttering.
"You can do that Rosewood?" Isaac asked.
"Course I can! I can also launch the fireballs!" Everyone took a step back.
I turned back to the boys and sat down between them putting them both in a headlock.
"You too are complete idiots." I said shaking my head and smiling at the same time.The doors the Great Hall opened suddenly as Viktor walked in. Karkaroff was behind him and some other Durmstrang young man. Viktor put his name in the flame and as he turned back to walk out he looked at Hermione who... smiled. My jaw dropped and I let go of the twins. I stood up and grabbed my book from the bench. Could Viktor Ktum actually... like my best friend?