Green Hogwarts, chapter 4

Billie Joe:
I stood there, my arms crossed across my chest, staring at Potter. I noticed he was almost taller than me. Who cares, I liked being short.
"Fine, what's up dork?" he smirked.
How unoriginal. "Tsk tsk. Learn to respect your elders Potter." I spat his name out.
"Fine, no disrespect to my elders then." they way he reacted confused me, and made me suspicious. He pulled out his stick, which was actually a wand, and yelled "Agediminio!" while thrusting it my direction. An orange light surrounded my body and I felt like I was shrinking. The pressure on my body increased and I felt like I was being lifted into the air. Then every feeling I had was suddenly gone, I felt empty as I dropped to the grass on all fours. I stood up and my feelings rushed back and I felt sore.
"What the hell did you do to me you fucking retard!" I snarled, fear raging through my body. I noticed I was shorter than Potter now. I ran full force towards Potter.
Harry Potter:
"I just made you 15!" I laughed in an innocent voice as Armstrong tackled me to the ground.
"You what!" he yelled, covering my face in spit. I smirked, making him more angry.
"You. Are. Fifteen. Now," I said slowly, clearly, and loudly. As if he were 5. Armstrong raised a fist threateningly.
"Change me back." His voice shook and I laughed. "Do it!" he yelled.
"I can't. Know one knows the spell to make people older, because it doesn't exist. And it never will. You, my enemy, are stuck," I laughed yet again. Over and over, laughter filled the air.
"I'd like to see you get out of this one Armstrong!"
Billie Joe:
That was it, the final straw. I hit him, I hit him hard. And I didn't stop. But at least he stopped laughing. When he was almost crying, I finally pushed myself off of him. Then I laughed. "That should stop you from smirking for a while kid!" It wasn't normally like me to do this, but he was doing this to me. Something made me feel like I had to do it. I couldn't explain the feeling. I walked towards the castle, still laughing.
Harry Potter:
What an idiot. I shook my head and cast a quick healing spell on myself. There wasn't much to heal. I had cast a shield spell after the first few punches he threw at me. Quietly, I followed him.
"Armstrong!" I yelled, just as he reached the castle's doors.
"Potter?" I smirked and his eyes narrowed. He glared at me, looking annoyed and confused.
Billie Joe:
"Potter?" I repeated when he didn't respond.
He pushed past me, whispering, "Just to show ya I can still smirk." Why was he fine again" anyway? Oh yeah, magic. The guy, who I now recognized as Dumbledore, came out as Potter went in. To think, I used to read about the Potter boy with excitement. A fucking retard in real life though.
"Hello Billie Joe," said Dumbledore, his blue eyes twinkling as always.
"Uh, yeah, hi. How did you know it was me?" I asked, confused. He could have read my mind, but...
"Mr. Armstrong, none of our students wear any makeup, especially not the boys, and when I saw one with eyeliner I had to presume..." He responded wisely. I struggled to ignore the fact he's called me 'Mr. Armstrong' again.
"Whatever. Can you make me 34 again? I really miss Adrienne." My gaze fell to my ring finger. "What the hell! Where's my ring!" I yelled. I dropped on all fours and looked around, but failed to find it anywhere.
"Billie Joe, I'm afraid that Adrienne, Michael, and Frank are all 15 now, and you were never married. Mr. Pitter did not realize when he turned you younger, it affected your wife and best friends. It has happened before, but he didn't know. I'm quite sorry," he said sadly.
I felt the hot tears roll down my cheeks as I stood up.
"You're lying, take it back now!" I screamed, falling into his robes desperately.
"I'm sorry," he repeated.
"No you're not! Kill me! Kill me now! I have nothing to live for!" I cried. I dropped once again to the ground.
"I cannot kill you. You will simply have to relive your life."
"It's not simple! It's not fucking simple! Just kill me! Joey, Jakob, Adie, Mike, and that perv Tre! They're my life! I can't life without them. I just... can't." I pushed myself up and ran and ran, running away from the truth. I finally collapsed by a large lake on campus. It was beautiful, bu I didn't have time for beauty. I knew beauty. Adie was beauty. And now she didn't even remember me. She was gone. So was my life. Over half of my life was gone. I thought about this and cried. Just cried.