Hogwarts, my home

This is my entry for the One week @ hogwarts competition. Hope you like it!!! ~Prongs (Sara)


5. I fight Seamus

After I left the Great Hall, I was stopped by Umbridge.

"You weren't paying attention in class, I saw you talking to Mr. Finnegan," she started. I knew that I shouldn't even counter it.  She would surely find some way to put me in detention. Or expel me. But I'm sure that McGonagall wouldn't let matters come that far.

"Yes, ma'am," I said safely.

"Your punishment is detention. Cleaning the Owlry… "she stated with the upmost strictnes. "After dinner, tomorrow." Why she would put my detention tomorrow, I don't know. But I was thankful. I kept walking at a brisk pace until I got to the staircases. 142 moving staircases. I chose the ones that led up to the Gryffindor common room.  I sensed that I wasn't alone on that stair case, so I turned around and there were the twins.

"What do you want?!" I muttered angrily.

"Well, someone's in a bad mood now, was it the Pumpkin Juice?" Fred asked. I stifled a giggle, and tried not to let the smile show. On my first days at Hogwarts, Fred and George told me to try some Pumpkin Juice. Little did I know that they had hexed it so that it would taste like the first thing that they put in the drink.  They may or may not have dropped a poo flavoured Bertie Bott's Every Flavoured Coloured Beans into the drink… So to make a short story even shorter, I ended up drinking poo. Can you even drink poo??

"No, Umbridge has given me detention, again." I told them.

"For what?" George asked me. I caught a glimpse of Seamus in the common room as we entered the Portrait hole.

"Hold on," I told them, pausing the thought. "Oi! Seamus!"

"Yeah?!" He called back. I took four long strides towards him.

"Thanks for getting me shitting detention with Umbridge!" I gave him a good WHACK! on the head. I turned around to walk away, when Seamus caught the collar of my shirt. He pulled me back, and went to punch me. Self defence class 101, if you ever get into a fist fight with Seamus, you're screwed.  I did the logical thing in a fist fight, I sacked him. As soon as I hit him, he let go of my collar. I gasped for breath. I hadn't realized that he had a good grip on my shirt that made my lips turn blue from lack of oxygen. I scrambled to the edge of the ring that had formed around us. Seamus was being help to his feet by Dean and Neville.

"What in Bloody Hell were you thinking?" I was asked by a very stunned Ron, who was accompanied by Hermione and Harry.

"Now we're goin to have to listen to him talk about how much it hurts for the rest of the night!" Harry complained.

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