Chapter 6

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"Fuck," I said as I walked into my room. Hermione and Ginny were both sitting up in their individual beds, Ginny writing a letter to someone and Hermione reading a book.

Hermione looked up at me and asked, "You get caught?" as if she knew that it would happen all along.

I nodded, ashamed.

"Told you so," Ginny sing-songed.

"Shut up," I muttered and made my way to my bed to strip my clothes and get into my pajamas.

I had never gotten detention before, and I had never gotten points taken away from the house. I would rather have 100 detentions than have points taken away from Gryffindor; I felt horrible. I needed to see Malfoy lose the damn house competition this year.

Ginny crossed her arms over her chest. "Who caught you? And what's the punishment?".

I sighed, now only wearing a sports bra and my underwear, which had a little kitten on the bum. "Mcgonnal and we got detention. And 100 points from Gryffindor".

"Y/n!" They both said simultaneously. We were trying hard to beat Slytherin this year, and this would not help our progress.

"I know, I know," I said while slipping a big t-shirt on and choosing not to put on sweatpants, because tonight was not a night for pants. "I feel horrible".

"It's alright," Ginny sighed. "Fred and George do it all the time and no one gets mad". That assured me a little bit, I did remember people always sighing and rolling their eyes whenever the twins got points taken away from the house but never really caring. "But, everyone loves them. I don't know how they'll react with you".

I made myself look over-offended. "Are you saying that I am not well-liked?".

"No, you know that's not what I mean," Ginny said while shaking your head. "You know how liked Fred and George are. Even their prankees enjoy the entertainment".

I nodded, agreeing. No matter what house you were in, you loved the twins. They just had this quality about them that drew you in, and you couldn't help but like them. They were the funniest people in school but also had huge hearts. No wonder everyone was practically in love with them.

I sighed. "Well, I hope that everyone will go easy on me".

"Hopefully," Ginny said while nodding, but I could tell that she was worried for me.


When I walked into the dining hall, I expected to receive dirty looks and glares. I expected to have to put up with shit for a couple of days because losing points was such a big deal this year. Weirdly, when I walked in no one spared an extra glance at me. In fact, people just smiled at me like normal when I walked past the first part of the Gryffindor table to get to where our group sat.

"Why does no one hate me?" I asked as I sat down in between Hermione and Neville.

"They didn't say who got the points taken, the number just went down 100," Hermione informed me.

"What? Why? They always tell who did it," I said with confusion.

Hermione sighed. "Well, lucky for you, everyone just assumes it was just Fred and George".

I smiled and thought, thank god. I had been dreading the thought that people would be mad at me. I'm not quite sure why, but I'd always had this thing where I needed everyone to like me. My nightmares were filled with people hating me.

I saw two matching sets of red hair enter the room, and everyone from the Gryffindor table looked at them and rolled their eyes with smiles. You would think that people would actually be annoyed, but everyone looked at them as if they were their two obnoxious younger brothers that they loved nonetheless.

When they arrived at our table, and sat across from me, I was upset. They had promised me that we wouldn't get in any trouble. I knew that it wasn't their fault, but I had to blame someone other than myself.

"Oh, come on Y/n," George said in a bored tone. I let out a little hmph and turned away from them to talk to Hermione.

"But no one even knew that you were there!" Fred said.

I turned back to them. "Yeah, but we still have detention tonight!" I said angrily.

"We'll make it fun," George said with a wink. I think he just meant that we would have a good time in detention, but my mind conjured up other dirty images and I felt my face flush a little. I let out another little noise of protest and again turned back to Hermione, ignoring what pictures my brain had come up with.

Hermione and I were talking about our plans of going to Hogsmeade on the weekend when she noticed that I wasn't eating anything.

She stuck out her fork to offer me a bite of her roasted potatoes and I shook my head and said, "I'm not hungry".

She pushed the fork closer to my mouth. "Come on, just a bite. They're so good!".

I shook my head and pushed it away, even though I was pretty hungry. I looked up to see Fred looking at me with a worried look, and I returned it with an eye roll.

I was not going to gain back all of the weight I had lost years ago, no matter what Fred had to say about it. I didn't go through years of restriction and exercising just to come eat it all back because Hogwarts had good food.

While I was talking to Hermione, Harry walked in and sat next to me. I spared him a glace because Ihadn't noticed that Neville had left.

"Hey Y/n!" He said cheerfully.

"Hey," I responded, sounding kind of bored.

Fred and George shared a look, which made me roll my eyes. They were out of their heads about Harry.

George looked as if he remembered something that he had been meaning to dot. "Oh, uh, Harry, Mate," George said, sounding guilty. I turned away from Hermione to see what George was saying.

"Hm?" Harry asked, confused.

"Well, you see, last night, we snuck out after curfew to go play a prank on Mrs. Umbridge you see, and well, we all hate Mrs. Umbridge, right?" Fred asked with a smile.

"You got that right," Harry said.

"Well, we kind of borrowed your invisibility cloak so that we wouldn't get caught, but apparently that thing doesn't work as well as you think it does because Mcgonnagal saw us anyways and took it from us". Fred and George both looked incredibly guilty.

"You guys!" Harry said, very angry. "That was my dads! I cannot believe that you guys would take that without my permission!". Harry was seething mad, and the twins looked so guilty. I felt really bad. "You guys are so-"

I placed my hand softly on Harry's forearm, and he stopped talking. If the twins were right about his little crush, I figured that I could help them out. "Hey, Harry, I was there too and I didn't know that they had taken it, but I swear it was a simple mistake and they didn't think that it would get confiscated. They just thought that they would borrow it for a tiny bit and then return it right away" I looked at the twins with a look, telling them to nod along, which they did with solemn expression. Damn, they were good at acting sorry. "I'm really sorry," I said while batting my eyelashes.

Harry sighed. "It's alright, Y/n".

"I'm so sorry, Harry. I promise we'll get it back". I looked at the twins again. They both threw back on sorry faces.

"Yeah, Harry, promise," George said while Fred nodded eagerly.

Harry looked at me with a forgiving smile, but then looked at the twins with a glare.

He turned back to me after giving them a nasty look. "What were you even doing out with them?" He asked me quietly.

I was about to respond, but luckily I was saved.

"Students!" Mrs. Umbridges' spoke in her shrill voice. She had magnified her voice which made it feel as if there were a million needles stabbing at my ears with every word that she spoke. "Someone thought that it would be funny to vandalise my workspace. It is not funny in the slightest, and whoever has done it shall come forward for minimal punishment. If it is found out that you have committed this offence but withheld telling the board, there will be great repercussions".

Some of the students skickered at the fact that someone fucked with her office, and the rest rolled their eyes at her disturbing their lunch. No matter what house you were in, you hated Mrs. Umbridge.

What shocked me the most was that Mrs. Mcgonnagal hadn't told her that Fred and George and I had been the culprits. Punishment for vandalism and messing with a teacher was way worse then the punishment for being out past curfew. It was obvious that it was us, but when I looked at her, I saw her looking right at me with a look as if to say 'just this time.'. Apparently it wasn't only the students that didn't like Umbridge.


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I didn't talk to Fred and George in Potions. I was still being petty, and I would continue to be until we had completed our detention. They threw little balls of paper at the back of my head to try and get my attention, but I either ignored them or threw a finger to them behind my back. It was actually pretty weird paying attention during class; I think that I actually learned the lesson and wouldn't have to secretly steal Hermione's homework tonight.

My next class went by fast, and so did lunch, but I had just spent most of lunch resolving some argument between Hermione and Ron. I was dreading detention, mostly because we hadn't gotten any information on what we were supposed to be doing. I was really hoping that we weren't going to have to go to Snape.

After I had finished my last two classes, I walked into my room to find an owl pecking at the window, waiting for me. I quickly went to open the window, and when I did the owl handed me a note that said, 'Detention will be hosted at 4 o'clock outside Hagrid's shed. Do not be late or the detention will have to be repeated by the tardy student. Yours sincerely, Minerva Mcgonagall'.

Well, at least we weren't with Snape. I looked at the clock to check the time, when I noticed that it was already 3:50 because I had spent my leisurely walk back to the dorm room chatting with Nevil.

"Shit," I whisper yelled. I didn't feel like wearing my robes, especially if we were going to be doing stuff, so I quickly ripped off my outer robes and my sweater, so that I was just left in my skirt, a tight, white, long-sleeved, button up shirt and my tie, which was not neatly done. I didn't have any more time, so this was what would have to do.

Right before I left the room, I decided to quickly straighten up the Gryffindor tie and adjust my skirt. I wasn't sure why, but I didn't want to look completely ugly for detention.

I raced out of the room and down the shifting stairs, making my way to the main doors so that I could make it to Hagrids on time. As I was making my way out of the main doors, I checked the time to see that it was 3:57.

Luckily, I made it to Hagrids right on time to find just the twins and Hagrid himself waiting for me. They both smiled and waved at me, but I still felt like being annoying so I didn't wave back.

Once Hagrid saw me, he smiled and said, "Y/n! You're 'ere!". I smiled at him, a tad out of breath from running over there. "Alright, Blaise was also serpposed to be here, but he rarely shows up to these so I suggest we just begin".

"What are we doing?" I asked. I had never been in detention before so I wasn't quite sure how these worked.

"Well," Hagrid began. "Y'all are supposed ter go mark the path that the Herbology class is supposed ter walk to get to all 'o their plants and such. I'm supposed 'ter give y'all blue tape to mark it. I'm also supposed 'ter walk with you guys, but I know that y'all won't mess around and I'm pretty sure y'all are smart enough to make your way through alright". We all nodded. "Alright, so y'all are just going to follow this here map," he said while grabbing a browning piece of parchment out of his gigantic pockets. "And follow it while marking trees along the path with tape".

We all nodded. It sounded simple enough.

"Can we have the tape?" Fred asked him.

"Oh! Right," Hagrid said before digging through his pockets and pulling out a waterproof roll of bright blue tape. "Okay, so the path starts right there". He pointed to the start of a path that led through the magical forest.

We all nodded and said varieties of, 'okay, thanks' before starting towards the path.

I hadn't been inside the Magical Forest since that one class of 'Care of Magical Creatures' class that Hagrid taught which had been banned by Lucius Malfoy after one class. I had forgotten how gorgeous it was. Trees stretched up to the sky, only letting peaks of light pass through them to light the forest. It was all colored in various shades of green, which just added to the Mystical feeling of it. No wonder Luna raved about this place so goddamn much.

Once we had stepped inside, I felt the two of them walking closely on either side of me.

"Come on, Y/n, are you seriously still mad?" Fred asked with puppy eyes.

"Yes, I'm still mad," I huffed. "You got me my first detention and you got Harry mad at me".

"Oh, who gives a fuck what Harry thinks?" George said from the other side of me.

"I give a fuck! He's my friend!".

"Oh, come on, he wasn't even mad at you! All you had to do was bat your eyelashes at him and you were forgiven," Fred said.

"I 'batted my eyelashes' ," I said with air quotes. "So that you guys wouldn't get in trouble! You know how crazy Harry can be when he's mad".

"Yeah, well now we have to somehow get his cloak back from Mcgonnagal," George reminded me.

"Fuck," I said under my breath. I huffed and walked up a few steps ahead of them, now with a new reason to be mad.

After a few seconds of silence, I felt two hands on my hips, tickling me. If you didn't know, I was very ticklish. How they knew that, I wasn't sure.

"Stop!" I squealed in between laughs. The hands did not stop, they were bunching up my shirt and tickling the smallest part of my waist. I tried to tell whichever one of them tha twas tickling me to stop again, but I couldn't get it out.

I felt another pair of hands, now coming from the front of me, begin to tickle my armpits.

My shirt had gotten untucked from my skirt and had begun to ride up a bit, exposing my belly button.

"Stop!" I said again in between laughs.

"Are you going to quit being mad?" Fred asked from behind me.

I couldn't take the ticking anymore, so I gave in. "Yes! Yes! Okay".

The tickling ceased, and I was left standing there, wiping tears of laughter from my eyes.

"You guys are dicks," I said with false anger while tucking my shirt back into my skirt.

"Thought you weren't going to be mad anymore?" George asked smugly. I huffed. He began to walk towards me again with a mischievous look. "We can do that again...".

I quickly backed away from him. "No! No, I'm not mad". I put on a huge, fake smile to prove my point.

They both chuckled and we began to make our way through the forest again.

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