"Hello Miss!" I chirped, walking into the wing. She took one look at me and sighed.

"What did you do this time?" I didn't respond, just unwrapped our homemade cast and removed the woods. I was met by a horrified gasp. She rushed over, taking it in her hand. Ooh! I'll be parseltongue! Cus that really hurts! I hissed a series of profanities in my snake language. Her eyes widened in shock.

"I broke it and then I didn't come straight here and it got worse." I sighed, running my good hand through my hair. She tsked, leading me over to a bed.

"I'll be right back. Stay put!" I looked around the room, looking for any changes, but there wasn't one. Hey! This is the same bed I was in last year! And the year before! And first year! She came back out, holding a bottle of something.

"Awe! Madam Pomfrey! You gave me my own bed!" I smiled, placing one hand over my heart and wiped away a fake tear, wincing a bit as I did. She rolled her eyes and called me dramatic. Pft. As if. Just kidding. Anyways, I made my signature face, you guys should no the one by now, and hopped up, ready to go. "Thanks Miss!"

"Your welcome! Now you best rest that arm! If it gets any worse, come see me!" I nodded, walking towards the door. The bell rang, signaling another class. Already? Whatever. I'll get my homework later. I pulled out my schedule to see that we have a break. Easier on me! I shrugged, heading towards the common room. Half way there, I saw Harry, leaning against the wall.

"Hey!" I skipped up to him, smiling. He took my hand and kissed my forehead. "I'm all better!" I giggled.

"Good!" I tapped his shoulder, telling him to turn around. He rolled his eyes, a small smile on his face. "You want a ride, don't you?" I nodded, giving him my three year old grin. I hopped on, smirking to myself. I rested my head on his shoulder.

We skipped to the common room, then inside. Neville was in the corner, his face buried in some book. We all sat around the fire, smiling and laughing, being ourselves. Classes the rest of the day were boring. I found myself wanting to go back to that moment in the common room.

The time until the other schools arrived flew by quickly, leaving me no time to do anything. The night before they came, Nat and I had a girls night. We snuck out to the shrieking shack, laying on opposite ends of the bed. Nat was laughing hysterically, but she needs to go to sleep. I held up a two finger gun, ya know, gangsta style, and put on my most intimidating face. "Yo, go to bed!" I paused. "Know what I'm saying?"

She burst into a fit of laughter, looking at me. "Nice guy voice Freddie!" She sat up, reaching to get her wand which had fallen in the crack of the bed. When she put it on the bed, she turned around for a minute, looking at something. I snatched it and hid it behind my head. "Where's my wand?"

"I don't have it?" She glared, throwing the blankets around and going full on spaz mode.

"Where is it?!" She shrieked, hitting me in the stomach with a very full pillow. I 'oomphed' sitting forward when my pillow hit me in the gut. "Where's my wand?"

"Well it was behind my head until you oomphed me!" I glared, she started laughing. Then she went crazy phsycho ninja! She beat me with pillows!

"Give me my wand! Get. Your. Big. Butt. Off!" She yelled, accenting each word with a hit. Then she tickled me. Worthless monster. She grabbed the wand jerking it out from underneath me along with her blanket.

"BLANKIE BURN!" I screamed, rubbing my sore bum. Big stupid meany head! Yes. That's right. Nat and I decided this tournament isn't going to end well, so as of tonight, we're letting out our inner child.

We both started laughing hysterically, but all of a sudden, Nat looked all childish and innocent. Never good. "My laugh makes it sound like I'm crying!"

"That sounds like something you'd do at somebody you hate's funeral" I giggled, sitting up to look at her. "That'd be like me going to Malfoy's funeral. Sorry, I'd cry, but I'm too busy laughing" I held up my knee smacking it a few times. "Ha, ha, ha!" I fake laughed, rolling my eyes. Nat started laughing wildly.

"Oh my gosh!" She wiped away a tear of laughter. Things got all quiet and awkward. So, taking my toe, I tickled her sides, making her squirm all crazy like.

"Twitch twitch!"

"Giggle giggle!" She laughed, catching on. I poked her cheek.

"Touch touch!" We chorused, breaking into another round of laughter. We lay there for awhile once it calmed down. I was so worn out, I almost fell asleep. But she didn't let that happen.

"Woah! Hold up!"

I sat up to look at her in confusion.

"My butt itches!"

That does it. I have to pee.

I got up, sprinting from room to room frantically. Where is it? Where the bloody hell is the bathroom? "There's no bloody bathroom in this place!" I whined, stopping in the door.

"Go wolf and pee on the plants!" She shrugged, smirking at me. I pouted a bit.

"But that will kill them!"

Her face took on a dark look.

"Let them suffer!"

I think I peed a little bit.

"Gracie?" I looked up at her, trying not to pee myself. "Tomorrow, in the school, we should run out at each other. Like in the beach in the muggle movies!" She laughed, making me laugh too. We ran in the hall, standing at opposite ends. "Spirit!" She held her arms wide.

"Phantom!" I called, running towards her. I spread my arms open, starting to sing. "Ah ah ahhh ahhhh ahahahah!" We ran to fast. We fell over, banging our heads on the floor.

"So! Much! Running!" She yelled, looking like a turtle who got flipped over. She waved her arms and legs around frantically.

"What the bloody hell are you doing?" We turned to our side, FREDDIE!

"Uhm, being stupid?" I asked. He rolled his eyes, helping Nat up.

"Come on. Bed time!" He threw her over his shoulder, taking away my beastie cousin. I cried. Then Harry came. I was all better.

"It was nice while it lasted!" I sighed, walking into the bedroom and laying down. Now that Nat's not here it just isn't as fun.

"Cheer up Gracie. You'll see Nat in the morning. Lets get some sleep!" He tucked me in, kissing my forehead.

"Yes daddy!" I rolled my eyes, flipping over on my side to face him. He smirked, coming close to my ear and whispered:

"Who's your daddy?"