Year 5
(From book 3-Prisoner of Azkaban)
⚠️Minor curse word and minor abuse warning ⚠️
“Yeah,” Lee said, jumping into the interrogation, “and is he good at kissing?”
“What?!” George and I both exclaim. My face was dusted with a light pink already and now I’m pretty sure it got darker.
“You heard me.”
I gaped at Lee, and looked at George- who was matching my expression exactly. I could not believe he just said that, and especially in front of George. I looked around the room and saw that Fred was nowhere in sight, but his bed curtains were closed.
“Where’s Fred?” I ask, not only hoping to change the subject but out of curiosity as well.
“Sleeping.” George replied, “Stop trying to avoid the question.”
I narrowed my eyes and walked over to Fred's duvet, then pulled back the curtain. “He’s not even here. So I’m going to ask again, where is Fred?”
They both made brief eye contact and looked back at me, not sure what to say. Then George burst out the answer suddenly.
“He’s looking for Wood!”
“What!” I exclaimed back, this could not be happening. Fred was way too blunt and I had a feeling he wouldn’t be subtle right now. I rushed out of the room and bound up the stairs to the seventh year boys dorm. I knocked on the door and none other than Percy Weasley answered.
“Is your brother here?” I asked breathlessly, gasping for breath. I was not a sprinter.
“Fred or George? Yeah he’s here.” I shoved past Percy and stormed up to Fred. He was currently sitting on Oliver’s bed and trying to talk to him, but it looked like Oliver had no clue what he was talking about. The poor guy looked exhausted.
“Look Fred, can you just tell me what you came to tell me- so I can go to sleep.” Oliver said, while pinching the bridge of his nose to stay awake.
“That won’t be necessary, Fred’s leaving. George really needs you in our dorm now.” I cut in, while grabbing his shirt collar- making him stand up. I dragged Fred towards the door to leave, as he protested.
“Cassie?” Oliver said, slightly confused.
“Yes?”
“Never mind. Goodnight.”
I looked back and saw Oliver looking at me with his head tilted to the side. He was leaning against the bed posts and his arms were crossed in front of him. The fact that I was in his dorm made me flustered enough, but the fact that he was shirtless made me almost die of embarrassment. I turned away quickly and muttered, ‘goodnight’ and then stalked out the door with Fred in tow.
As soon as we got out of their dorms, I hissed at Fred, “What were you thinking?!” And I let go of his shirt collar.
“Oh, c’mon, Cass I was just curious.” He said jokingly, as he started walking back to our dorm.
“Curiosity killed the cat, Fred.” I muttered, but it was almost a growl and followed after him.
“And satisfaction brought it back.”
He grinned at me and I couldn’t help but have the corners of my mouth turn up as well. I shook my head and let out a huff of annoyance, but a smile tried to fight its way to my face, “You’re ridiculous, Freddie.”
“I know, which is why you love me.” He teased as we both stopped in front of our dorm door. Say that ten times fast- dorm door, dorm door, dorm d- wait, what is he doing. My thoughts stopped abruptly as I noticed he was coming towards me with an evil grin on his face.
“Fred, don’t.” I warned, knowing exactly what he was he was planning on doing. It wasn’t that the action would bother me, it's just the loudness might wake up some of the neighboring dorms.
“How about, no.” He laughed then lunged at me, which made me squeak and fall back. His hands were hovering over my waist and he had a smug glint in his eyes. Then he started tickling me like there was no tomorrow.
“Fred, stop.” I wheezed and giggled, as I kept laughing loudly. No doubt people had heard, but hopefully no one would come to see what the problem was.
“Never!” He claimed, and continued to tickle my sides.
Our dorm door swung open and a very worried George stood in the doorway. Fred stopped tickling me momentarily so he could look at George, but still continued to trap me. As soon as he saw it was just his twin, he relaxed almost immediately and laughed. He laughed while I was dying and out of breath on the floor.
“Glad to know you two aren’t mad at each other anymore.” George smirked, and shook his head as I heard the tinkling sound of Lee laughing in the background. He went back into the room, leaving Fred and I alone once again.
“Can you please let me get up?” I asked, and pouted slightly.
Fred pretended to think about it for a second, “Hmmm, no.”
“Fine.” I huffed, seemingly defeated and Fred glowed with pride. Suddenly I swung both of my legs on his left hip and the momentum caused him to fall onto his back. The momentum continued to carry me and I ended up sitting on his stomach.
“Karma’s a bi-” He started to groan out, but I covered his mouth with my hand, before he could get the rest out. Then he groaned again, which leads me to believe I may have winded him.
I got off of him quickly, and asked,“Are you okay?”
He chuckled and sat up, “That was brilliant. In fact, I wouldn’t mind if you did that again.”
I rolled my eyes while standing up, and offered my hand to help him get up. He grabbed it, but pulled me down instead.
“Fred.” I drew out in a whine and then muttered, “This is why I have trust issues.”
He chuckled lightly and stood up, while dragging me up with him. We both walked into our dorms laughing, and opened the door revealing Lee and George on the ‘chaos bed’ eating Bertie Botts Every Flavor Jelly Beans, Pumpkin Pasties, and trying to reconstruct a firework. They looked up simultaneously, which emitted some weird soulmate crap.
“She’s alive!” Lee jested in fake excitement, and Fred laughed while I stuck out my tongue like a child.
“No need to be upset about it.” I joked back, while rolling my eyes and going over to my bag to get out my charms homework. I set it on my bed and then changed my emerald green sweater for a baggy T-shirt instead. I sat on my bed and started writing a summary on the tickling charm.
Ironic, I know.
“You’re not honestly doing homework right now.” Fred sighed, in a knowing tone as he peered over my shoulder after he sat on my bed. He was also already in his pajamas.
“Yes, I am. Unlike you I can’t leave stuff for later, or else I’ll forget to do it.” I huffed in exasperation, and started working on the short essay.
I wasn’t really surprised when Fred decided to lay down on foot of the duvet and watch me work on my homework. I swung one of my pillows at him and he caught it with ease, which wasn’t really my intention. Then he put the pillow under his head, to make laying down more comfortable. I chuckled shortly then started working on my assignment again, which was rudely interrupted by a loud ‘BANG’.
“Sorry!” Two voices chimed in, which I immediately made me chuckle again.
***
I was working on my conclusion when George and Lee already decided to finally tuck in for the night. Fred had already fallen asleep on my bed, which has happened more than once. When he fell asleep I put a blanket over him and Lee had the audacity to take a picture of me doing so.
Although, Fred will only do it when I’m doing homework or writing a letter. He won’t admit it, but I can tell the sound of someone writing helps him sleep. I finished up my paper and put it back in my bag as quietly as possible. It was roughly one in the morning and I was quite exhausted. I’m sure I could just finish my History of Magic tomorrow. I turned off my lamp and finally went to sleep.
***
I was in the same field as before, the darkness creeping closer to me and swallowing me whole. Every part that surrounded me was a whisp and inky blackness.
Instead the usual serene darkness that I welcomed, it felt… wrong. Nothing was out of the ordinary except the hair on the nape of my neck that screamed, ‘Danger!’ The shadows lightened slightly, enough for me to see a jet black cloaked figure walking towards me. Before anything happened I felt safer for no obvious reason, then I turned back to the figure that was coming closer. The figure stopped in front of me and took off it’s hood revealing a face I was very familiar with.
My father, having the same features and emotion as usual. It should have comforted me, but it didn’t- in fact it made me even more wary. Then he slapped me- hard. I clenched my jaw and tasted the blood on my lips. My hands twitched begging to hit back, but I didn’t dare move or speak. I single tear slipped from my face- not out of fear or sadness, but pure rage and frustration. He hit again in the same exact spot, which caused ripples of pain due to the tender wound.
“Casima?”
“Casima.”
***
“Casima!” I woke up suddenly and my head was throbbing, “Are you alright?”
I would notice Fred’s voice anywhere, especially when he first wakes up and has his deeper morning voice. I sat up, blinking a few times and was immediately enveloped in a hug by Fred. When he pulled back I saw how worried he actually was.
“You were tossing in your sleep, which woke me up.” He started and I tried to apologize immediately, but he cut me off. “It’s alright, it’s morning. Anyways, I started rubbing your back to comfort you, which worked, because you stopped tossing and relaxed. But then I saw a tear and I freaked out, because you never cry; so I knew it had to be bad and—”
He stopped suddenly and his eyebrows raised as he looked beside me. I turned my head to see what he was looking at, but he very carefully turned my head the other direction.
“What?” I questioned, almost fed up with the silence.
“Did you have that last night?” He questioned quietly and his tone made me realize how serious he was being.
“Did I have what last night?”
He didn’t respond, instead he got up and got the small mirror on my dresser. He didn’t say anything and just handed it to me. I took it from him as he waited for my reaction. I looked at the left side of my face and I took in a sharp inhale.
Sure enough, there was a dark bruise on my cheekbone. In the exact spot I was hit in my dream.
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