"Weasley, Fred!"
George smiled at his twin as the excited boy ran up to the hat. His twin sat down on the stool, and the hat slipped over his eyes, but not before he waved at their brothers over at the Gryffindor table. He sat there for a while, but George didn't worry. They would both be in Gryffindor, like everyone else in-
"SLYTHERIN!"
"What?" Both twins called out. Fred had the hat taken off of him and was ushered to the slow clapping green table, but not be glancing at his brother in line. George caught his eye, and gave his a wavering smile. This... this didn't matter. Right? They were still twins. In fact, they were probably going to be in the same house.
"Weasley, George!"
George nodded to himself as he walked up to the stool. Right, they were twins. They would be in the same house. Their family might look at them weird, but everything will be back to normal in a bit and-
"GRYFFINDOR!"
...Well, damn.
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"What is he doing here?"
Fred and George looked up at the Slytherin prefect that was pointing at George. George just tilted his head.
"What do you mean, Helen?" He smiled. "I was sorted in this house!"
"No, you wasn't!" She said, glaring. "Fred was."
"But I am Fred!"
"No!" Fred said, shaking his head. "I'm Fred! Fred is the handsome one!"
"But I'm the handsome one!" George whined. "So that makes me Fred!"
"But we can't both be Fred!"
"Sure we can!"
"Then who is George?"
"I dunno... A slightly-less handsome Gryffindor that couldn't possibly be in here?"
Helen groaned and walked away. She was not going to deal with this. She walked back over to her glaring friends.
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Gryffindor was a bit more accepting, but only because of Charlie, Percy, and Bill.