But she had no choice but to go- she could hardly stay behind now.Imogen approached the Fat Lady's portrait, whose resident seemed not to care for Imo...en very much."Not going to Hogsmeade with the others? What a shame... " the Fat Lady said, not attempting to contain her glee that Imogen had been left behind. Ignoring her, Imogenentered the Gryffindor common room. It was occupied by a few first and second-years, non-entities in the school pecking order. None dared to ask Imogen why she was not. Aap bahut achche ho, apne bhaiye se bhi achche.’I didn’t knew how to react, she had no shame, the same bitch that came to our house 6 years earlier. But who cares, if the bitch wants anything from me, I thought, I will give her full and solid that she wont forget for the rest of her life.After dinner I gave her medicines and opened my lappy to check for any mails. There was some hald an hour work and once I had done it I noticed all were sleeping. To my left Amit and Rita and to my right Dolly. And we were still on the doorstep,anyone passing by could've overheard us.Thankfully Chris's daddy stepped aside and motioned us indoors.As I passed him he gave my arse a tap and muttered,'bloody wonderful'.Chris gave a laugh over his shoulder and told me,"Up here Paul,we'll go straight to my bedroom and get ready for daddy.Oh blimey,this was weird.I mean,there was his daddy closing the front door with a noticeable bulge in his shorts and Chris was talking like it happened every day.But then I. He seemed to have a knack for finding trouble. We were both relieved when he walked into us.“Dinner hasn’t been cooked, and there are no staff down here,” he said with worry.“Let’s find the girls,” I said.Smithy led the way, and we stayed close. He took us to Mica’s room. The door was locked. I suggested we turn off our shields. Smithy and Jay both drew their swords, and we shut them down. Smithy knocked on the door in a series of taps. He waited a moment and did it again.The door flew open,.