The Three of Them
Author's notes:
Hello! I'm new on this site, so this is my first fan fiction :) All characters unless stated by myself are respectfully © to J.K Rowling. Also, when the twins call Amy 'Ams' they are saying the letter 'A.' Ames. Ams. Okay, now, enjoy the story :)
Amy coughed and dusted the ash off herself as she appeared in the fire of the Burrow. She looked across the room and saw the twins making a Exploding Snap card castle. She grinned.
"Hello." She said, walking over. George placed a card in the wrong place, and the castle exploded.
"Good job, Georgie." Fred teased, standing up and waving the smoke away. George grimaced.
"Tis not my fault the castle exploded." George responded, pretending to look huffy. Fred raised an eyebrow.
"Okay maybe it is." Amy laughed, then hugged her best friends. Her aunty appeared in the fire behind her.
"Mother's in the kitchen, Ms Wright." Fred said. Ms Wright nodded to the boys.
"Thank you, boys." She said, disappearing into the kitchen. Amy took out her own packet of Exploding snap cards.
"Whoever explodes the castle owes the other two people a Galleon each!" She said, kneeling down on the floor and placing the first two cards. Fred and George dropped to their knees as well.
"Hard to believe we'll be starting Hogwarts this year." Amy said, propping another pair of cards up. George nodded.
"I know. You got your wand already?" He asked.
"I've got everything. Ash, Phoenix Feather, eleven inches." Fred looked impressed.
Amy stood up on the coffee table to reach the top of the card castle. She placed another two cards, and the castle exploded. Fred and George leapt up.
"Give us our Galleons!" They said in unison. Amy rolled her eyes and grinned.
"The way you talk in unison, anyone would think you were twins!" She said, changing her hair to bubblegum pink. George stared at her.
"I forgot you were an Metamorphomagus." He said.
"Here're your Galleons." She said, passing them one each, which they pocketed. George grinned.
"How are you one of them?" He asked.
"Mother was a Metamorphmagus."
"Ah." George responded, picking up Amy's card and passing it to her. He glanced at the stairs as Ginny came down them. Amy pocketed her cards.
"Hullo." She said cheerfully to Ginny.
"Hi." She responded, walking into the kitchen. Fred rolled his eyes and put on a shrill voice.
"Always where dear mummy is." He said, curtseying and batting his eyelashes. Amy laughed.
"C'mon. We'll show you our room." George said, running upstairs.