"I can't believe you managed to get me detention on Halloween. You made me miss the feast!". Nola was a tad bit annoyed at the twins, as she loved seeing the spectacular decorations in the Great Hall and she loved eating food that could only be found at feasts.

"Well we did tell you to run!" Fred was still snickering at the fact that Nola was dragged into their trouble.

"You know I'm no good at it, it was better off if u just picked me up!"

"Well its over now, stop being such a crybaby."

"Have you ever seen me cry before?"

"Hmmmmm......... We haven't actually. Well its not like you've seen us cry either."

"The point is that I'm always happy."

"Yea, we didn't notice."

"Really? Did you not?"

"Nola, do you not know what sarcasm is?"

"Oh..."

"You should really learn the art of sarcasm. It will do you well in life."

"You should go learn it right now in your common room."

"Or even better, go to the snake's lair and get the snake to teach you."

"Okay, okay, I'll be sure to learn it sometime, I get the point. I'll see you two troublemakers around. And remember, next time don't just tell me to run."

"We'll be sure to pick you up and carry you next time!" George shouted this as she slowly descended the stairs towards the Hufflepuff common room

"Can it be a piggyback?" Nola shouted back. Nola loved piggybacks.

"It can be any way you like darling" Nola blushed a little at this response, though neither of the boys saw.

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As Nola walked back to her beloved common room, she felt very hot and flustered and she had no clue why. She thought about the conversation they were having before and remembered when George said he'd picked her up and called her 'darling'. This is the part that made her blush. But the question was, why? Unless she had developed feeling's for George? But George was one of her best friends, where could it have come from?

She had never been more confused in her life, but the sound of voices made her realise she had made it to the common room. However, she was still distracted enough to knock out the wrong rhythm and almost get sprayed with vinegar until she miraculously dodged it.

So now there was a load of vinegar on the floor and as Nola smiled in relief she saw a pair of large yellow eyes in the reflection of the vinegar, making her completely forget about her conflicting thoughts about George as she went rigid.

Aaaaaah this is so forced and really short too but I really felt like writing a chapter and this probably won't be published anyways and I'll write something else instead or edit this a little.