Chapter 3: Back to school
At some point throughout the feast, James and Fred popped up under the invisibility cloak his father gave him and sat down near to the back of the Great Hall.
Albus had also noticed that, and was scowling, because he said it was supposed to be his turn with the Cloak, which they shared between the three of them, like the Maudaurers Map, which was originally Teddy's, since his father created it.
James kept glancing back at the Slytherin table, and I supposed his opening Prank would be on them. Lily was beside him, prodding him agitatedly for answers. Both of them were always looking out for fun (James especialy), but Albus was more serious and prefered just being a good person. Which may be a good and bad thing.
A small first yearer in the Hufflepuff table was whimpering and holding her hands over her ears. Proffesor Longbottom, the Herbology teacher came down from the teachers table, almost tripping on his robes, to see what was going on.
I looked at Fred sidelongly. He hadn't even noticed her. Not many people had. That is, until she let out a small but high yelp.
Proffessor Longbottom called the ancient nurse, Madame Pompfrey down. She kindly asked the girl what was wrong.
Some Slytherins were laughing, and I could faintly hear a cold voice mimicking her,'Voices! They- they.."
Proffessor McGonagall was eyeig this carefully. Albus was staring at James, like if this was his idea of a joke.
"What did you do?"
James looked astonished and put a hand on his chest.
"Me?! I did not do this." Al raised an eyebrow unbelivingly. "Seriously, I did'nt."
The small girl, who had short black hair and dark eyes (I think she was a chinese desendant) was still whimpering as she followed Madame Pompfrey outside. Longbottom was informing the teachers.
"Machaei Chang.. yes she said she heard voices."
I guess everyone had finished because McGonagall dismissed us. Without even annoncing who the prefects were. Usually, (this was a new tradition) two Prefects for each house were called after our first dinner at Hogwarts. The first yearers stood outside, uncertain of what to do.
Older kids (not James or Fred for that matter) were helping them, directing them to common rooms and instructing them on how to get in, depending on their house. Roxanne was standing boredly beside Leon DiLaurentis, another Gryffindor who I think was a prefect and was talking to a group of Gryffindor first yearers.
Albus walked up to him and they talked breifly before he walked back to me.
"Password is Mimbus Mimbletonia. Again. I think they're running out of ideas"
I gave him a thumbs up sign and we climbed up a staircase which would lead us to the common room.
"What about that prank, on the little Chang girl?"
"Yeah, I don't think that was James prank. The elfs in the kichen probably stopped it." I said evenly. ALbus probably wouldn't believe me, and claim I was defending James because he was kind-of my brother since he was my parents godson but I suppose he was too tired for that. We got to the fat lady and found her gossiping with her friend, the Witch who's name no one knew.
"Hell-ooo?" Bex was bouncing up and down waving her hands."Leeeet me IN!"
The Fat Lady ignored her. Me and Al got closer and Bex grinned when she saw us. She flipped her blonde hair with pink streaks, then proceeded on to staring at us expectantly. "Well? Aren't you going to tell me the password?"
I stuck my toungue out at her and Albus turned to the Fat Lady. "Oi! Lady! Please pay attention? Mimbus Mimbletonia!!"
"Oh hello dearies!" she opened up and we all scampered into the common room. I breathed in the usual smell of burning wood. Mostly, the common room was empty with a few older kids.
I walked with Bex towards our rooms. We said Goodnight to Albus and went upstairs. Our trunks were there and so was Jinx (my cat). Rebecca had an owl called Terry, who had purple feathers (which was weird, and I used to think she dyed them but nevermind).
Emma, another roomate of ours was buisily unpacking and pulling on a a pair of dotted pyjamas. Her light brown curls were tied up in a bun and she said nothing as we walked in. Her lips were pursed as she pulled the curtain around her bed.
I ignored her unusual behavior and placed some picture frames on my dresser, and pulled on my light blue pajamas.
I pulled my covers over myself and closed my eyes, falling into a light and quick sleep.
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"Mmhh.." I rolled around in bed and pushed Jinx away with my leg. She meowed in protest and jumped onto my pillow.
Her white tail covered my face and I sat up in bed. The fact that she was white, unlike her cat-siblings was probably why I chose her- she stood out, like me, since she didn't have orange fur like Crookshanks.
"What, Jinx?" I hissed at her as I picked her up and dropped her on the floor.
Out of no where a loud bang sounded through the tower. Bex grumbled and opened an eye tiredly, and Evanna peered out of her covers, only allowing us to see her light blue eyes. Only Charlotte continued to snore lightly.
I looked around, wondering what had happened. I spotted, over the door, something that looked like writing. It was pale but started getting darker.
'Good morning students. We would like all of you to be present at breakfast this morning. Be there in 20 minutes,please. Signed, Professor Flitwick, Deputy Headmaster.'
I stared at the magic note puzzledly, then finally got up to pull on my robes over my shirt. After brushing our teeth, me and Bex headed dow stairs. The same note was pinned to the noticeboard, which was swarmed with students discussing what this was about.
Me and Bex sleep-walked to the grand hall and took our places. Albus was staring at his cereal and muttered a feeble 'Goodmorning' to us. I sat across from him and grabbed some toast from the rack. People were piling in, tired, since it was earlier than we were used to and we were all still grumpy because of the preceeding days trip.
Hugo sat beside me, together with Lily. "Whats this about?" he asked grumply.
I shook my head hoplessly. I didn't know either. No one knew.
Most tables were full now and food was floating around to tables. A faint chatter was heard, together with the clatter of forks.
"Students." McGonagas voice bounced off the walls vividly. "Yesterday night, it was not possible to announce whom were this years prefects." Most of the clatter had stoped. From the corner of my eye I could see James slipping in, wearing his pajamas under his robes.
"Today we are annoncing the prefects."
A mutter waved over the students.
"Let us get started then. For Hufflepuff, Ruth Thomas and Peter Jemeson!" McGonagall read froma scroll which had appeared at her hands.. Both of them blushed, clearly pleased. "For Ravenclaw Alexia Russo and Andrew Cambelle!" Applause. They high-fived eachother froma cross the table. I poked Albus in the ribs. "Who do you think will be our prefects? You and?"
"For Gryffindor Rosalie Weasley and Daniel Rahnson! And for Slytherin, Jade Marvoski and Lyan DeCrimtes." McGonagall finished quickly. I stared unbelivingLy at the plataform where the old lady was standing. Albus smiled and congratulated me. Many people patted my back and said congratulations. I barely heard half of it. I was in a daze.
After calling out the names of two new Quidditch captains, she told us our badges would appear on the table and that we would have a meeting soon. Sure enough, when breakfast was over, my schedule, which changed everyday to fit what lessons I had, was accompained by a Gryffindor Prefect badge.
"This cannot be right. Albus YOU had to be it!" I pointed at the badge half-heartedly. "Your the responsible one!"
"Rosie! Congrats." Hugo smiled and walked off with Lily, who had jumped up and hugged me when she heard. I saw James waltzing towards me, a mischeivious grin plastered on his face.
"Oh God, I'll never hear the end of this.." I sighned. Abus snorted and walked beside me. I bet he was happy he wasn't a prefect, even though he was the neat responsability guy.
"Oi, Red! A Preeefect eh?" James leaned against my shoulder. "Now me and Fred shall be doomed."
Fred appared beside Albus, nodding sadly. "And we also lost a partner in crime." I raised an eyebrow.
"So, since I'm a Prefect, I can't tag along?" Fred snorted and James let our a 'Pffff..' sound, before stalking off behind a group of girls wo had walked out the Grand Hall giggling and glancing at them flirtaciously.
Me and Albus walked to the History of Magic classrooms.
We sat there listening to the old ghost talk boringly about OWLS.
"Why are we taking this class anyways?" I asked exhasperatedly. Albus shrugged, his quill tracing a snitch onto the corner of his parchment where he was supposed to be taking notes.
"Its obrigatory. You can't not do it." He finally said. I sighed and leaned against the table, my quill scribbling down some notes which made no sense but whatever.
Professor Bins rambled on. Seriously, does the man ever stop? I opened my book and flipped through the pages boredly. It had just come out of printing- and by just I mean last year, so we were the first students required to use them.
"And, this year we will have a new topic for your upcoming O.W.Ls," he paused. I turned the page to find a familiar face staring up at me,"The battle of Hogwarts." My eyes were as round as a bowling ball, And Albus's jaw hung right open. The Battle of Hogwarts, as it was sometimes called, was the war which me and Albus grew up learning about- wheather we liked it or not. So, of course we knew practically everything about it.
"Seriously?" Albus leaned his head against the table. "Isn't it enough to have to spend summer hearing about parts of it from my mom?"
Professor Bins floated behind his table, his shimmery form glowing. "I know some of you know most about it." His ghost eyes landed upon us. "But, this will be very intresting. Belive me. And, we will have guests to tell us parts of the story." He smiled-probably for the first time in many years. And by many I may mean billions of years.
A Hufflepuff girl called Mathilda raised her hand, "Sir, doesn't whatever we learn have to be, like, older than you?" This sent everyone into giggles. It was true. Usually.
Albus was now staring disgustedly at the page where a younguer version of his Dad was winking at him. I closed the book with a 'plop.'
"Rose, I am doomed to die this year." He declared, slumping down into his chair. "Isn't it enough that my dad is famous and gives bloody lectures here? Must he know invade my school life and destroy any hope I've ever had of being a normal person?"
I scoffed at Albus and shook my head. "Don't be so exaggerated. And you can't be normal! Last time I checked normal didn't include anything about being a wizard and going to a Wizarding school in it. Unless you want to be a muggle. WHICH would be absolutley ridiculous."
Albus just tilted his head at me, a tired expression on his face. "BLEH."
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