The Tales of Gryffindor Common Room
This is about the different things that go on in the Common Room. The many stories told. The games played. And the rumors spread. It's basically Gryffindor Secrets Revealed.
PS: if you do a part go to my quiz "is this a good idea?" to get someone who's willing to write after you.
A Bet Between the Weasley Twins and yourself is NEVER a good idea
As soon as George let me go, I made a run for the portrait hole. I made it out into the corridor, a spell just barely missing me. I ran around the corner and ran right into Malfoy. I may have been a year older than him, but he was still taller than me. We both fell backwards from the collision. He looked at me annoyed to have someone run into him and make him fall over. He sounded about ready to curse me as he stood and spat at me, "Watch where you're going, bloodtraiter!" "Oh, shut up for once in your lifetime, Malfoy." I started to get up, but I was tackled again by George. "Ow! George, I'm gonna kill you!" I schreeched at him. He pinned my wrists down as Fred and Elana knelt down. "Ready, Rachi?" I opened my mouth to reply, but Fred dropped something in my mouth before I could protest. Elana glared at Malfoy until Malfoy realised that she would punch him again if he didn't leave and stop staring at me. He hurried away. "What was it?" I mumbled from beneath George. "A Fever Fudge," All three of them replied as I started to get pale. "I'm gonna kill all thre of you when I get out of the Hospital Wing."
"Who said we were gonna take you to the Hospital Wing?"
"Ok, ok! There's no need to shout!"
George picked me up, and started to carry me to the Hospital Wing. I glared at him the whole way there. He noticed me, but thought I was gazing at him dreamily! EW!
"Rachi, you really need to stop staring at me like that. I mean, I'm carrying you in my arms, and you're staring at me. What are people gonna think?"
I smacked him as hard as I could, which wasn't that hard. He pretended to be hurt and said, "Fine, fine. I'm sorry." I giggled at how sad he pretended to be. Finally, we arrived at the Hospital Wing. He carried me in and set me down in an empty bed. Madam Promfrey rushed over asking what happened. "She felt sick, and she had a fever so I brought her here." George grinned at me while Madam Promfrey checked to make sure I was sick. he told me I had to stay in the Hospital Wing for tonight and tomorrow.
2 days later
I missed soooo much work. I sat in the library making up work while Fred, George, and Elana played exploding snap at the table next to me.
"Ugh, I blame you guys for this!"
I learned my lesson and will never make a bet with the twins again!