Audrey walked in behind Fred and George into the Room of Requirement, quite certain that she had found a kitchen once in this very same spot once when running away from Fred and George in the middle of the night. Looking around Audrey was impressed at what was put into the room; it really seemed to want to make an impression.
Angelina’s voice broke through her mind; something must be going on that neither Fred nor George had though important enough for her to hear. “Can we be the Anti-Umbridge League?” She rolled her eyes in annoyance.
“Or the Ministry of Magic Are Morons Group?” That was Fred. Audrey snorted quietly from her place next to Lee.
“I’ve used it against him,” Audrey wiped the smirk off her face as she looked over at Harry who was replying to something Zacharias had said. “It saved my life last June.” Ah, yes, Voldemort. The person who killed Cho’s boyfriend, who she never wished to see from the stories she’d heard.
“He doesn’t have to sound so cryptic.” Audrey whispered only to be elbowed in the side by George.
“Okay, I reckon we should all divide into pairs and practice.” Harry looked awkward as he tried giving orders to everyone. Fred grabbed Audrey’s hand and pulling her after him, George and Lee.
“No goofing around you two.” Audrey glared pointedly at Fred and George as she flicked her wand at Lee, wand flying out of his hand. “You guys! Stop goofing off! That’s not what we’re here for.” Audrey hissed as she counteracted Lee’s attempt to disarm her. Fred and George were pointing their wands at Zacharias, making his wand leap out of his hand, just then Harry looked over at them. “Harry can see you guys.” Audrey hissed as she attempted to disarm Lee.
“Sorry, Harry. Couldn’t resist…” George scratched the back of his head when Harry walked away.
“You idiots.” Audrey flicked her wand at them both, sending their wands flying into her hand. “I told you not to goof off since we woke up this morning. Hell I told you that last week!” She glared, throwing their wands back at them. Audrey continued to nag at them, not even stopping when Harry called for them to stop, instead she changed into enraged whispers. “Fred pair up with Lee, George you’re my partner until you both can learn to control yourselves. Lee don’t let him goof off.” Lee nodded, his eyes wide and frightened.
Audrey sent one last spell at George and laughed when his wand hit him in the face. He glared at her, laughing as her own wand hit her in the face as well. A whistle sounded and they both turned towards Harry, a wand hitting Audrey in the back of the head.
“Fred!” She spun around, glaring at the pair of them. “Let’s go, you gave him the Map, right?” The twins nodded as Lee walked ahead of them. “Damn it. Do you think he’d notice my name going towards the Slytherin common room?”
“No, he shouldn’t. He’ll probably be watching Cho’s name the whole time.” Fred winked as Audrey made a slightly disgusted face.
“I’ll see you guys later. Cheering against you during the match, don’t screw it up.” Audrey waved as she made her way to the dungeons.
DA meetings had been great, Audrey sat in the kitchen the morning of the Gryffindor/Slytherin Quidditch match; flipping the coin Hermione had given them over in her hand again and again. Still impressed that the fifth year could do N.E.W.T. level spells. The girl would have certainly fit in well in Ravenclaw, but seemed to be doing absolutely wonderful as a Gyffindor.
“Still amazed at how smart someone from our house can be?” Fred scooted up beside her and smirked.
“We’re not all as smart as Fred and I though.” George slid in on the other side.
“No, it’s just that it reminds of the Dark Mark that Voldemort has on his followers. It’s kind of creepy in a way growing up the way I did.” Audrey put the coin back in her pocket and smiled. “Let’s get to the match, I had a talk with Draco about screwing around with Ron, he told me to ‘bugger off’, charming cousin I have.” She slipped out the door and hurried down to the pitch.
Audrey sat begrudgingly next to Pansy and Blaise as the game began, her eyes trained on Draco, a smile on her face as she listened to Lee commentate the match.
“And it’s Johnson, Johnson with the Quaffle, what a player that girl is, I’ve been saying it for years but she still won’t go out with me-”
She got lost in watching her cousin and friends fly around the field, not paying particular attention to what was going on around her until Lee said something.
“…And the crowd are loving this, just listen to them, what’s that they’re singing?” That’s when she noticed the song that Pansy was singing. It was about Ron, her hands balled into fists and she looked over at Blaise who just sat there shaking his head.
“What’s going on? Who started this?” Blaise frowned sadly at her, pointing up at the blond in the sky. “I’m going to kill him.” She moved past him and towards the stairs, not wanting to watch the end of this match. She’d only have to listen to how they lost later; she made her way towards the pitch as she heard the cheers. She hurried quicker and stepped onto the grass just as George and Harry rushing towards her cousin. “Bloody stupid git.” She rushed forward, heading straight towards Draco with a scowl on her face. When George and Harry had been ushered off the field she grabbed Draco by the back of his robes and towards the Slytherin locker room, locking the door behind her.
“What the bloody hell Audrey? What are you doing?” She pushed him up against the wall, her green eyes sparking with anger.
“What the bloody hell was that? You should know better than to go after the Weasley’s like that Draco! You’re lucky Madam Hooch got George and Harry off you in time. You went after Harry’s mum Draco, what if someone went after Aunt Cissy like that? How would you react? You’re an idiot and I’ll be writing immediately to Aunt Cissy to tell her how much of a git you are. Now because Umbridge doesn’t like them, all three of them are going to be kicked off the team. This is a terrible thing Draco, you bloody idiot!” Audrey hit him over the head and walked out. The Slytherin team stood there, wide eyed as they stared at the seventh year. “Get out of my way Montague, I don’t want to deal with you right now.” Draco stepped out behind her and glared at his teammates.
“Get out of her way Montague.” The boy moved, as did the rest of the team as Audrey pushed her way through.
“How the hell did she get sorted into Slytherin?” Montague’s voiced carried through the silence and Audrey flicked her wand over her shoulder at him, smirking when she heard him hit the locker room floor and headed towards the castle.
“I’m going to be in for it tomorrow.” Audrey sighed as she opened the castle doors and made the walk to the dungeons.