“I knew it!” I exclaimed happily after the first quidditch match of the year. Gryffindor won against Slytherin and Kathleen and I were extremely happy about it as we were on our way to congratulate the team.
“Did you see George?” Kathleen asked me. “He was trying so hard to impress you.”
I nodded and laughed softly at the memory. There was one point during the game that George saw me and then he tried impressing me which caused Fred to throw a bludger at him. They were scolded by Angelina but the team won anyway.
After what happened two days ago in Umbridge’s office, you’d think she’d punish me in some crazy way. Well, crazier than what she’s already doing, but the only way she has worsened my punishment is making me write two lines instead of one.
When we got to the room under the stadium, the atmosphere wasn’t like I had expected. George and Harry were fighting with Malfoy, being rather loud too.
As we approached the boys, Umbridge did as well and said something which made Fred start shouting.
“That’s not bloody fair! I didn’t even do anything!”
“What’s going on?” I asked Kathleen who shrugged in response. I saw George scoff as he crossed his arms over his chest and Harry walked away in anger
Umbridge walked away again. She looked amused and happy with whatever punishment she had given the boys. Even Malfoy had a smirk on his face as he left and he looked like someone who hadn’t been punished himself.
“George.” I called as I hurried over to him. “What happened? Why were you fighting?”
“Malfoy was being Malfoy.” He replied. “He was being provocative and now the three of us. Fred, Harry and I... are banned from quidditch for life.”
“And I wasn’t even apart of the fight.” Fred complained. “It’s like she hates us.” “She probably does.” George said before he looked down at me.
“I can go talk to her. She can’t just ban you for life.”
“C’mon, be realistic. Do you really thing it would help that you went and talked to the same woman you threatened with your wand only a few days ago?” He asked and had grabbed my hand as I had been on my way after Umbridge.
“Well then what?” I asked. “You love playing quidditch and it’s our last year at school. She can’t just ban you.”
“She can, actually.” He said. “She has the power to do so.”
“She’s misusing that power.” I told him. “She has no right doing that. What about Malfoy? He was a part of the fight.”
“Yeah, well Umbridge has a soft spot for the Slytherin house.” Kathleen spoke as she joined us.
“That’s because she was in Slytherin when she attended Hogwarts about a hundred years ago.” Fred scoffed. “I’m gonna write mum. Tell her it wasn’t our fault before she’s told otherwise.”
He pushed himself away from the beam he was leaning against and I watched as he walked away.
“Let’s get out of here.” George said, looking from me to Kathleen. “I need to get out of the uniform so I can turn it in.”
When we got to the common room. George followed his brother into their dormitory while Kathleen and I sat near the fire.
I opened my mouth to speak but then the painting opened and a very tall figure entered. I could only see it out of the corner of my eye but I didn’t look seeing as it was normal that people entered.
“Bloody hell.” Kathleen said and I frowned at her, watching her wide eyes staring at the person. I followed her gaze and my lips parted when I saw who the person was.
God I hadn’t seen him in a long time. His 6′5 figure was taller than the painting itself, meaning he must’ve ducked when he entered. His brown curls sat on his head but they were longer than the last time I saw him and his bright blue eyes stared right at me.
He was different but the same. His style of clothing had changed. He was wearing a regular grey v- neck t-shirt and some trousers. Why was he here? He wasn’t a student anymore so why had he been let into the castle?
“Professor McGongall said you might be here.” He told me. “It’s been a while.”