FanFiction Writing Challenge
Bored of your everyday life? How about you get off your high horse and write yourself a cheesy self-insert fanfiction of you and your best friend(s) in your favorite piece of media (book, movie, tv show, etc.)? Give it a happy ending because everyone deserves one of those!Â
Friends: rachelb95​ & cookiesandink​
A/N: Well this is going to be as weird as, but anyway lets give it a go. It's going to be cheesy at the end haha. Forgive me haha.
Seven years ago, we never would have been friends. Things were different back then before the battle, but now it was all over and everyone was back at Hogwarts. We'd been made to rest the whole year, everyone would came back did, no one could have learnt anything with the Carrows around last year.
Rachel had been gone all last year, being a Muggleborn, she hadn't been allowed back, but boy was it good to see her back at the Gryffindor table. I was relieved that she'd managed to avoid the Muggleborn Registration Committee and stay out of Azkaban. I wished I'd been able to see her just once, but I had my holiday privileges revoked, I hadn't been allowed to go home for the holidays because my family was predominantly Muggle. I had been no longer permitted to associate with my Muggle family and had pretty much been kidnapped last summer so I could rediscover my magical heritage with my Dad's family.
Last year had changed a hell of a lot of things actually, I'd become friends with a Slytherin fifth year, Abby, despite being a fourth year Ravenclaw. So I was currently sat at the Ravenclaw table with Abby on one side and Rachel on the other.
I spent the whole journey with Rachel, both of us now officially our teams Quidditch captains, so the whole journey had been a mixture of witty banter and house rivalry.
I'd neglected to mention I had a older Slytherin friend, the Lion/Snake enemy line lingering at the forefront of my mind. I knew she'd be fine with it, but I figured the conversation would be a little awkward. Imagine: Oh yeah, well while you were hiding from the Ministry, I became tight with a Slytherin and sometimes I forgot the you were even gone.
When Headmistress McGonagall dismissed the hall, I almost didn't hear her because I was too busy not concentrating on anything around me. Not being quick enough was my downfall because when I got into the Main Hall a voice called out.
I turned round to see Abby behind me and I smiled as we engulfed each other in a hug, "Sorry I didn't see you on the train."
"It's fine I was on duty, Slughorn became Head of House and changed prefects," Abby explained.
"Oh my god, well done!" I grinned. It didn't surprise me that Slughorn had made her a prefect, Abby was a potions whizz so she was probably top of his list.
Before she could answer, another person tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around to see Rachel standing there, "Uh, are you heading up to the seventh floor?"
I hummed in thought, "Oh yeah, I am. Er Rachel, this is Abby, we kind of ended up hanging out a lot last year."
Rachel clocked the green robes before answering, "Oh, hi."
"Hi, Ami told me about you. She worried a lot about you last year, what with all the Muggleborn Ministry stuff," Abby responded, "Erm, I'm going this way anyway. See you two at Breakfast? Maybe?"
Abby smiled and turned towards the dungeons, waving as she went. Rachel and I waved back before we looked straight at each other, a moment of silence falling across us for a moment. Finally Rachel grinned, "You worried about me? You fool."
Nobody ever brought up the Gryffindor Slytherin thing. It appeared that neither Abby or Rachel gave a shit about that and for that I was glad, because being sorted into a house with more neutral house rivalry I wasn't that accustomed to it. Us Ravenclaws preferred to hate on each other, we tended to get a little competitive.
I remember the day we realised that Abby was actually in the year above, it was after the Gryffindor v Ravenclaw match - I won't say who won - and Abby had waited outside the changing rooms for us.
"I know that face," Rachel said as we approached her. I silently agreed; Abby looked troubled. We waited for a moment before she acknowledged us.
"I got a letter from the Ministry," Abby answered, "I got onto the Potions Mastery course.
"That's amazing," I congratulated her.
Rachel joined in, "Yeah, that's brilliant, but why are you so unexcited?"
"I am excited, it's just I'm kind of realising that in just a few months I'm going to have finished Hogwarts and I'm going to be living on my own and working and everything."
"Hey you also have to realise that in a few months, you're starting something new. Rachel and I still have to deal with Transfiguration tests, detentions and McGonagall. It's exciting, plus you get to do Potions all the time and we get to hear about it from Slughorn for the next year," I responded.
Abby laughed and Rachel scowled, "I hate that you told him I was being scouted by Puddlemere United just so he'd force me to go to that stupid SLUG club thing."
I choked back a laugh as the three of us headed back to the castle, "I can't believe he believed that."Â
"Hey, don't complain Rach," Abby interrupted, "Now that Ami lied about it, you are actually being scouted by the Harpies and the Magpies."
She pretended not to hear, "Lies and deceit, Ami. You're turning into a Slytherin."
We all laughed at that, even Abby. I guess it really didn't matter what houses we were in, we were still ready to take the piss. Five seconds later and Abby had forgotten all about leaving Hogwarts, it had started throwing it down with rain and were racing up the path to lunch.
