𝗔𝗧𝗬𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗣𝗛𝗢𝗕𝗜𝗔, 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗽𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘅 𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿
TWENTY-THREE
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄
'𝘏𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘳'
THE GREAT HALL WAS BUBBLING WITH STUDENTS LIKE USUAL, VARIOUS SNACKS SCATTERED ALONG THE TABLE.
you sit across from ron, watching him with a mocking smirk as he tries to repair his broken wand with some tape.
"say it. i'm doomed" he sighs.
"you're doomed" harry says.
"doomed" you say simply.
ron deadpans at you, "did you seriously learn that word just to tell me that?!" he shrieks.
you laugh at him.
"hi, harry" a bright flash captures the table.
you look back with a raised eyebrow, eyeing the kid who had just taken a photo of harry.
he was small and had ginger hair and looked very excitable, he was holding a large camera and had a wide grin on his face.
you cross your arms,
i mean, i don't understand why you'd want to take a photo of potter, i'm much better to look at and much, much, much more flamboyant
"i'm colin creevey. i'm in gryffindor too!" he says giddily.
"hi, colin. nice to meet you" harry smiles awkwardly.
a screech of a squawk makes you turn your head to the right.
"ron, is that your owl?"
everyone looks over as errol flies down, everyone (except all of you) laughing as he plummets into a bowl of chips.
your arms stay crossed, looking down at the old bird with a deadpan look.
"bloody bird's a menace" ron sighs, taking the crimson red letter from it's mouth.
you hum slightly,
that doesn't look too good, 'm just saying
"oh, no" ron squeaks, you raise an eyebrow.
"look, everyone. weasley's got himself a howler!" seamus announces.
ron gulps.
"go on, ron. i ignored one from my gran once. it was horrible" neville shudders.
ron seemed even more terrified.
with trembling hands, he flips around the letter and slowly peels back the gold stamp.
you flinch slightly as a familiar angry voice shrieks "ronald weasley!"
ron had dropped the letter, though it didn't matter, it got up by itself, hovering above the table and facing ron.
"how dare you steal that car! i am absolutely disgusted! your father's now facing an inquiry at work and it's entirely your fault!"
your lip trembles, attempting to stop yourself from laughing.
ron was petrified.
"if you put another toe out of line.. we'll bring you straight home!"
damn, not even a foot. a single toe
the letter then turns to ginny, "oh, and ginny, dear, congratulations on making gryffindor. your father and i are so proud." ginny smiles slightly.
the letter turns back to ron, sticking it's paper tongue out and blowing raspberries before ripping itself up.
your fist slams on the table and you erupt into laughs, starting a chorus of laughing around the whole great hall.
sorry for the short chapters
words ; 500
date posted ; 7/07/22
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