*Yeah….the blonde one and I were fooling around a bit with a Weasley twin fanfiction….we have more, but this specific one is all me…I still have yet to decide if I'm gonna continue trying to write this…*
I kissed my parents goodbye one last time.
“Have a good year, Ali,” Mum said with a teary smile. You’d think she’d be used to this after six years.
“Study hard and make good choices, Allison,” Dad said gravely.
“Don’t I always?” I responded, smiling and trying to look as responsible as I could. Dad just nodded absent-mindedly, then they both took a step back. I climbed onto the Hogwarts Express with my luggage, then walked down the train, looking for an empty compartment. I found one with Alice, my best friend, inside and decided that worked just as well. I slung the door open and walked in, smiling broadly. Alice jumped to her feet.
“Ali, you git! Tell me everything right now!” I laughed, stowing my trunk above us.
“Hello to you, too, Alice,” I said, hugging her quickly then taking a seat.
“Don’t play cute with me you bloody wanker. You can’t send me a letter that says “lots to tell” then not tell anything!” Alice sat down across from me with a “humph.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t have time to write everything. It’s all over now, but it was amazing! Never had a better summer romance,” I beamed. I then proceeded to explain in detail everything that had happened with a particularly charming muggle boy I had met. “Of course, I ended it last week. I told him it’s difficult to maintain a relationship when at a boarding school far away,” I finished with a sigh.
“What’s this, Ali?”
“Breaking more hearts?” I rolled my eyes at the red-headed twins standing in our doorway.
“Shut it, guys,” I snapped. Which they, of course, interpreted to mean “Please, come in and make yourself comfortable!” Fred took a seat by me, and George by Alice, who was grinning.
“Hi George, Fred,” she greeted them cheerfully. I gave her a look that clearly said, “Don’t encourage them.” She shrugged. Maybe it was because the three of them were all in Gryffindor together, but Alice tolerated the Weasley twins much better than I did. I was in Ravenclaw and the two of them had irritated me from day one. But since they were such close friends with Alice, I was forced to put up with them.
“What love potion did you use on him?” Fred asked me, disturbing me from my thoughts.
“Excuse me?” I asked, not having heard him. Fred sighed.
“She’s deaf, too,” he said sadly to George who clucked is tongue disapprovingly. Alice smirked. Sometimes, I wondered whose side she was on. “I said, what love potion did you use on the bloke you spent the summer with?” I flushed angrily.
“I didn’t use one, Fred! I’m not impossible to love, you know,” I grumbled sullenly. Fred looked shocked.
“What?! Why didn’t anybody tell me you were capable of being loved?!” I glared as Alice tried not to laugh and the twins didn’t try to hold back their amusement at all.
“Oh, ha ha, Fred, you’re so funny,” I said sarcastically. Fred grinned.
“So I’ve been told,” he replied with a wink. I made a face and he offered me some type of candy with an innocent smile. I recoiled from it instantly, shaking my head vigorously. I had learned better than to ever except candy from Fred and George, a rule even more important to know than the one about accepting candy form strangers.
Fred sighed, as if seriously offended. “You know, Ali, I don’t get it. You’re nice to everybody else in school- even a little too nice, sometimes- except for George and me.” I frowned, offended.
“I’m nice to you guys! It’s not my fault if all you two ever do is tease me and ridicule me.”
“Teasing! Ridiculing! Ali, how could you slander us so?” Fred asked incredulously, his hand over his heart and his expression deeply wounded.
“Shove off, Fred,” I grumbled. Something about these two always put me in a bad mood. Alice sighed.
“Stop being such a grump,” she told me with a pointed look.
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