Alright, Hi. This is my first story that I've published. I'm quite rubbish at writing so please excuse it if you reckon it is too. I love Fred/OC stories so I decided to have a try at writing one myself. This story is likely to go slowly and work up to the relationship as they're not really friends. In five chapters that'll change and they'll have a slight friendship.
Um, no flames please and review if you want.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series. I only own my OC's.
Chapter One: The Train Ride In
Hallelujah for empty compartments. After everything that was happening at home, I couldn't bring myself to talk to people. Mum and Dad had been arguing once again, this time it was about the bloody Ministry. It's been happening all holidays. Mum can't even restrain her self at dinner. Last night at dinner, Dad was slow at passing Mum the bowl of peas and she had a giant fit. Then she started screaming at him about 'not doing anything right' and 'being a useless father'.
I was happy to being going back to school. I loved Hogwarts and it would break my heart to actually leave. I couldn't believe it was my last year.
I looked out the window to watch the moving scenery and the clouds. It seemed to melt my worries away. I had always liked watching the sky, it kept me calm and relaxed. There was something fascinating about it and I could not put my finger on it. I hadn't changed into my robes yet, it was the start of the journey after all. It's likely I'd wait till I was near Hogsmeade to leave and put my robes on.
I swept my stupid brown fringe out of my face; it did get annoying from time to time. I hated having brown hair, I tried convincing Mum into letting me dye my hair with Muggle hair dye but this didn't work out. I got the full blown speech by Mum about 'it's what's inside that counts' and 'boys don't like girls who are fake'. Because I do care what boys think of me. I've had two boyfriends and they were both stupid. There was Terry Gillian from Hufflepuff in my third year, which was a disaster. The boy certainly didn't know what he wanted, I was the rebound. And then there was Michael Corner from Ravenclaw in my fourth year. I do not like thinking about that boy at all. I never really went for blokes that were in my house.
Oh the bravery and loyalty I must have shown by being sorted into Gryffindor. Mum was a Gryffindor and Dad was in Hufflepuff. I remember the sorting hat said "You have your Fathers kindness and generosity but your mother's determination and loyalty." I was happy to be a Gryffindor; we even have the famous Harry Potter in our house. I felt sorry for the boy; he was getting the cold shoulder from most people after the Triwizard Tournament. I believed what he was saying though.
"Cassandra, can we share your compartment? We couldn't find one" I heard a female voice say.
I turned my head to see Angelina Johnson with Lee Jordan. Of course Angelina called me Cassandra. Everyone normally calls me Cassie. I hated the name Cassandra, it sounds old and official. Only professors called me Cassandra.
"Of course" I answered. Lee sat down, lugging his trunk behind him. Angelina was still in the hallway.
"Oi! We found one" She yelled down the hallway. She also sat down next to Lee.
Angelina and Lee were in my house, they were also my year. Angelina was a Chaser in the Gryffindor Quidditch team. She was a pretty good at it. Lee commentated the Quidditch matches, that boy had a hilarious sense of humor.
Before I knew two evil red-headed boys burst through the door of the compartment. Of course it was George and Fred Weasley, the twin pranksters of Hogwarts. They were also in my year and the same house. I didn't mind them so much; they could be so annoying at times. I had a feeling that they'd be with Angelina and Lee. They were all friends after all.
"Where's Abigail, Blackwell?" George said to me after sitting down next to Fred. Another name I hated to be called, Blackwell.
"She should be here any moment, Weasley." I replied and left it at that.
Abigail was my best friend, she's a full of life, happy girl. She lives in London with her mother. Her dad died when she was 8, he was the wizard of the family. That made Abigail half-blooded. Either way I loved her. She's one of those friends that understand you and has the same sense of humor as you. Abigail did get lost most of the time though.
"This year's Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher better be brilliant, I want someone like Lupin. Shame he's a werewolf and all" Lee said to the group, he started eating his Liqourice Wand.
"I'm definitely sick of all the crappy teachers were getting." Angelina said. I couldn't agree more with her.
The Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers were always never at Hogwarts for long. There was always something wrong with them. Lupin was our best so far but he was a werewolf. Good things never work out do they?
Abigail had burst through the door next. She swept her short blonde hair out of her face and wiped the sweat off her brow. Of course she had her trunk dragging behind her. She did everything in such a quick motion. Abigail finally relaxed when she sat next to me. Her breathing finally went back to normal. She took an inhaler out of her pocket and started taking a few puffs of that. Abigail was asthmatic and she received a lot of strange stares when she pulled out her inhaler. Not many people at Hogwarts are used to seeing an inhaler as it was commonly used in the Muggle world.
"Merlin, are you alright Abi?" I asked her, observing her roll her sleeves up
"Sorry Cass, I nearly missed the train. I've spent all this time looking for you, up and down the train." She tucked her inhaler into her pocket.
"Don't need to apologize to me Abi!" I nudged her; she smiled and nudged me back.
I felt better now that Abi was with me. It was probably her positive attitude that cheered everything up, she had that weird effect on people. She pulled out a box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans and started eating a few. Her face twisted into all different shapes.
"That one tasted like vomit, ew" Abi said with a small smile on her face. Abi's voice sounded a little bit Scottish, it was quite child-like and soft. "Would anyone like one?" She held out the box and had an encouraging smile on her face.
Fred and George grabbed a few, so did Angelina and Lee. I took one and popped it into my mouth, I kind of regret chewing it as it was pepper flavoured. I could tell the twins had gotten something good because they had two big grins on their faces.
"Ew! Grass flavoured" Lee said as he scratched his tongue to try and get the flavour out of his mouth. We all laughed at him. Angelina hadn't said anything about her flavour, neither did I.
Abi started a few conversations with everyone; she was the more social one out of me and her. As she talked away, I decided to look out the window again to see what changed from the time Angelina walked in with Lee.
The clouds were starting to disappear from the sky and it started to turn to night. The sunset left the sky looking pink and purple, the clouds that were left started to blend in and a few stars started to twinkle in the purple areas; I loved it when the sky did that. There was nothing really to look at out the window except for the sky. It was all fields and countryside.
I rolled my shoulders and once again moved my fringe away from my eyes so I could see properly. I really would chop it off but I don't suit anything else. Trust me I tried. Last year I tried to reinvent myself by getting a new hairstyle, the lesson is never cut your own hair. Your mother gets angry and has to fix it, and then she grounds you for two weeks. Dad just laughed when he saw it. There are some moments when I'm happy that I have magical parents.
"I'm excited for this year" Abi said enthusiastically.
"So are we, aren't we George?" Fred spoke to his twin. I had a feeling this would end in a rant.
"Of course we are. We have new products to test-"
"We're offering Galleons of course-"
"Maybe do a few tricks on Snape-"
"We have them all planned out" Fred ended their rant. And I was right, of course they would do their twin rant thing.
"I'm excited for Quidditch; I reckon we'll beat Hufflepuff this year" Angelina said confidently.
The train ride was the weirdest train rides I've ever had into Hogwarts. I had really never taken to talk to Angelina, Lee and the twins. I was always with Abi. I was quite excited for this year too even though it was my last. What I didn't know was that my new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was going to make everyone's life a living hell!
