A/N: Well...It took awhile. But I think I can do this. I think I can finally do a multi-chapter story. Yay me! Ergh...Well, I guess I should probably come right out and say it: As much as I wish I could stick to canon, I'm not. There will be differences. Slight differences. But really, nothing really major. It's not as if my OC is suddenly going to be the new Chosen One or something. More, she's just going to exist whereas she did not before and this does change somethings. Oh! And another thing! I'm American and the Harry Potter-verse mainly takes place in Great Britain. So while I may get some of the slang right, most likely, I'm not. I apologize if there is any mess ups.
I don't own anything. If I did...Well...I mean...come on, think of Dobby!
"Ari! Ari!"
These were the first words that Ari Gordon heard upon being awoken in her dorm room. It was early December and a Saturday to boot, so she just wrapped herself in her covers again and tried to ignore the annoying blond person shaking her.
"ARIEL DEBRA GORDON!" Her friend shouted, using Ari's full name. Ari's name was really Ariel Debra Gordon. She was named after both of her grandmothers. However, she preferred to go by Ari. It fit her more or at least she thought it did.
"Rebecca Ann Hall!" Ari shouted back, rolling over to glare at her friend. "I can scream names too! Ragh! Lemme sleep!"
"No." Rebecca said, shaking her again.
"I'm awake." She said.
"Good. Get dressed. It's a Hogsmeade weekend and we're going out to Hogsmeade." Rebecca said. "I've got you set up on a date."
"With who?"
"It's a blind date."
"So? I want to know who I'm going on a date with."
"He's in our year."
"That really narrows it down." Ari replied, sarcastically.
"Ok, well, he's not in our House."
"Well, out with it, who is he?"
"You have classes with him..."
"I have classes with lots of guys. Who is this one?"
"Well...Get dressed and you'll find out!" Rebecca said, skipping away into the Common Room.
Ari groaned and got up and got dressed in normal clothes, since it was the weekend and went over to the mirror. Good news, it wasn't a trick mirror. It showed her, her messy brown hair, hazel eyes, and that...was that a zit? Was that a zit? Seriously? Today of all days? The day she was getting dragged into Hogsmeade she gets a zit?
Thankfully, cover up helped a bit. Of course, cover up couldn't help that stray hair that would not lie flat. But she'd get to that later.
She went down the Common Room and met up with Rebecca.
"Ok Reb, where are we going and why are you doing this to me?" She asked.
"Three Broomsticks and I'm doing this because I love you and because you need a date to the Yule Ball." Rebecca replied, looking up from her battered romance novel.
"No I don't." She said.
"Yes, yes you do. And you're going to get one even if it kills m-err, you. Kills you."
Rebecca grabbed her hand and dragged her to the Three Broomsticks.
"Sit here." She told Ari, who promptly sat down. Rebecca sat down at a booth next to some guy.
So here she was, alone and at some table waiting for some guy she had probably never talked to in her entire life to show up. Great. See, it wasn't as if she couldn't get a guy. It was just that she didn't have time. She was in her sixth year at Hogwarts in Ravenclaw House and she wanted to devote this year to studying and having fun with friends and not getting involved in all the drama that normally came with dating and guys.
"Ariel?" asked a very surprised and familiar voice. She looked up and saw a red haired boy in a sweater with the letter "F" on it. Fred Weasley? Really Reb? She knew that Reb had been teasing her since last year about him, ever since she tutored him in Herbology for his O.W.L.S after Professor Sprout promised her extra credit if she helped him. He still failed, so it wasn't even as if her tutoring did any good.
"Fred?" She asked.
"Yeah, how'd ya know?" He asked, referencing the fact that all but a few of his friends could tell him and his twin apart.
"Your sweater." She said, pointing to his sweater. He looked down.
"Oh. So...Lemme guess, that Hall girl...Rebecca, right? She put you up to this?" He asked.
"Obviously." She said.
Fred sat down across from her, looking bored.
"So what'd she say to get you here?" He asked.
"None of your business. " She said.
"Lee told me that I was meeting a girl who was interested in my Canary Creams." He said. "Which, by the way, can I interest you in a Canary Cream?"
"No. Your products are unsafe and untested and I refuse to be a test dummy for your insane experiments."
"Test dummy? Nonsense, these have all been tested properly several times over." He said, acting mock offended by her. "They are completely and utterly safe and user-friendly. And they're not 'insane', Miss "I think I know everything"."
"Well, I really really doubt that they're "user-friendly and safe". They seem likely to put me in St. Mungo's."
"You really do not have enough faith in me. I thought you knew everything."
"Oh really?" She asked. "I think I have too much faith in your products. And I don't know everything, but I know enough not to trust you!"
He shook his head.
"You're no fun, you know that?"
She rolled her eyes.
"It's not going to work."
"Come on, just try one. It won't kill you." He said.
"I really doubt that." She said.
"Come on!"
"Do you attempt to force your products on all the girls you get set up with?"
"Just the annoying and stubborn ones."
"Well, unfortunately for you, I'm just stubborn enough to say no everytime."
"You forgot the annoying part."
"No I didn't."
"Yes, yes you did."
"No, I didn't. If I really "Know everything", as you claim I do, then I think I would know that I didn't forget the "annoying" part, because it doesn't exist!"
"Yes it does."
"No, it doesn't! It doesn't exist!"
"Then you would try my products."
"How does that even relate?" She shook her head. "No. No, I'm not going to try a product that I know is unsafe."
"Anyone ever told you that you think you know everything?"
"I don't think I know everything!"
"Alright, Miss I know everything, what do you know about me?"
"I know that you're an immature git, among other things!"
"What other things?"
"Things." She said, getting up and walking to the door.
"Wait! What kind of things?" She heard Fred shout after her.
"Oh, things." She said, right as she left The Three Broomsticks.
She went back to her Common Room and crashed on the couch with a book and her seemingly endless stack of homework.
She was still a bit bothered by Reb's idea that she and Fred would make a good couple. He was too immature for her and besides, it wasn't as if he was even her type. Reb probably just liked his brother and wanted her to get together with Fred to help her out. But it wouldn't work.
She realized that there was something in her pocket. She pulled it out. It was a bracelet of blue beads. Now where did that come from? Wait...Hadn't she loaned these pants to Reb last weekend? The beads were probably Reb's.
Well, that's the first chapter. If you have any comments, questions, concerns, or feedback in general, please review and tell me. I do want to hear it, even if it's just telling me how bad it is and how I should quit at writing. Anyway, this is a FredXOC story, but I do take suggestions for plot ideas and other things, so if you have suggestions for something I should do in the story, please review. In general, just review.