'A transfer student from Beauxbatons?' A tall freckled, unbelievably handsome, red hair teenager, who's eyes sparkled brighter than the sun, and smelt slightly of gun powder and mischeif whispered to his slightly taller, A LOT less good looking twin, who always wet his bed and didn't know how to woo a witch if he had fed her a love potion. 'I bet she's beautiful.' Because, do you remember Fleur Delacour? Merlin's Beard.

Okay I'll stop talking like that. Hi. My name's Fred Weasley. I am the most dashing man you will ever meet. And, I should add, the funniest. And the most charming. And also the most amazing in the sack.

'What if it's a guy?' my somehow arrogant twin, George whispered to me. He doesn't get that I AM THE GOOD LOOKING ONE! Geez,'Well if she's a girl, she's going to be gorgeous,'

'Fred, George, come on we have a train to catch.' Mum called out, she was pushing our youngest dorky and SMELLY, can't forget that, SMELLY brother, Ickle Ronikins and our only slightly awesome sister, Ginny, who no guy deserves by the way, through a brick pillar, in Kings Cross Station. 'Come on Ron and Ginny, the train comes in 5 minutes.' If most people pushed their children into a brick wall would be arrested, and be called insane, mind you mum is insane, but don't tell her I said that, I want to live, thank you very much.

'Mum hasn't found the stash yet, has she?' George muttered to me, oh, I am the best business man in England and I haven't even graduated yet. TAKE THAT DONALD TRUMP! Whoever he is...

'She on to us' I whispered back, my good mate, Harry Potter came into the platform 'Hey Harry, you scrawny lil' twit,'

'Hey Gred, hey Forge, I am NOT scrawny thank you very much, and i am NOT a GIT!' To those who have been living under a rock, or been in a cupboard under someone's stairs for the last 15 years, Harry Potter was the Boy Who Lived, or The Boy Who Lied, if you listen to the tosh in the Daily Prophet. To those who were wearing earmuffs while living under the rock, Harry Freaking Potter defeated You-Know-Who, Voldemort, when he was just a baby, and went to live with his Muggle uncle, aunty and cousin for 11 years. And, also when he was 11 he fought him again, oh and when he was 12 he killed the Monster of Hogwarts that stole or little sis' as it's 'prize', and 13, he helped clear and innocent man and an innocent creature, 14 he was in the Tri-Wizard Tournament, and he danced in front of the entire school, and witnessed Voldemort came back. Poor guy.

We were soon joined by Ginerva, Hermione Hermy Granger; Ickle Ronikins future girlfriend, and Ickle Ronikins himself. We sat in the middle compartment of the 5th Carriage, but why should I bore you with details?

'Have you heard Hermione?' Harry asked, sneaking glances at my sister every now and then, get your eyes off of her Potter...

'Bout what Harry?' she asked, George smiled at her, awww Georgie has a crush, AWWWWWW!

'About the transfer student, apparently her brother went here, and she got a scholarship thingy, her brother was a fantastic Quidditch player.' how'd Potter get so smart? I mean I thought he had barely two brain cells to put together, that must be Ronald... wait Ronald doesn't have ANY brain cells what so ever.

'I bet she's hot.' George stated, we already knew that. 'Why would she want to be transferred anyway?'

'While the 7th years were at Hogwarts for the Tri-Wizard Tournament, Beauxbatons got attacked by Death Eaters; I read that they were looking for someone. The school was in ruins. She escaped, that she was scared, so she asked her brother for a favour.' Hermonie explained, wait no George's little crush! Hermy and Georgie sitting in a tree, doing something they shouldn't be...

'What house do you think she'll be put in?' Ginny asked, staring at Harry. Come on Gin, he's not a zoo animal.

'I hope she's in Gryffindor.' George and I said in unison. Our conversation was interrupted by an elderly lady, pushing a trolley full of sweets. I love that lady so much. She has the best job on earth. The topic of the transfer student was forgotten, as the afternoon disappeared. See I can be deep. Kind of.

We finally got to Hogwarts, the carriages went unusually quick. Professor McGonagall was standing in front of the Entrance to the Castle. Dearest Minnie, ever lasting beauty, the apple to my eye, my everlasting love.

'Could everyone please get changed immediately? The sorting will start in an hour.' She moved to the side and the doors opened. George, Lee Jordan and I had almost entered the castle when McGonagall pulled us aside. I KNEW SHE HAD A CRUSH ON ME! Oh wait, ew.

'Okay, this is your last year at Hogwarts, please don't do something incredibly stupid to mess it up, our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher will be strict. She will find any excuse to expel you.' Aw, dear Minnie, caring about us now are you?

'Don't worry Professor; we won't get up to too much trouble.' George smiled. Turns out my darling brother can make a joke. That's actually funny. Lee and I were trying our best not to start laughing. She gave a stern stare, but smiled (A MIRACLE) and let us leave to go to the Gryffindor Common Room. We caught up with little Ronikins and 'congratulated' him on becoming a Prefect. He gave us an annoyed look, he wouldn't dare take points of us. We then congratulated Harry on becoming Quidditch captain and asked when the trails were going to be. Did i mention I am an AMAZING Beater?

'Guys, two things, a) You're already know you're going in the team, and b) Why do you care?' Harry asked, we couldn't help but laugh. Another person who I never knew could be funny... The castle was abuzz with rumors, mainly about the transfer. AND IN MY DEFENSE that rumor about me and Katie Bell in the Locker Rooms last year is completely untrue. That was George . Harry, Georgie and I ran down to the Great Hall, we wanted to be on time; for once, to see who the new student was.

'I bet she's beautiful,' George whispered to me and Harry, 'If she's in Gryffindor, I'm going to ask her out.' Georgie, have you forgotten who has the charm in our duo?

'George, that's the 5th time you said that, and I will ask her out first.' Harry was laughing, yet not really paying attention, as he was staring at Cho Chang. She's pretty. Kind of. I mean she cries a lot now, and she's more of a loner. But what after what happened with Diggory I wouldn't exactly blame her.

'Harry, she's not that pretty.' I told him. We got into an argument but exactly how pretty Cho is. Harry Potter, something is seriously wrong with you.'Harry, you like weird people.' Ginny came in and sat next to Harry, don't tell Harry this, but I swear every time we look at him he's staring at Ginny. I bet you he likes her, just doesn't have to guts to confront it, and doesn't dare admit the fact he likes his best mates little sister. And the fact we would probably kill him if he even thought about it. This thought was interrupted by Dumbledore, who was bound to give news on the new student. I, for once, listened to his speech, I almost always tune out, and wait for the LET THE FEAST BEGIN. They're my four favorite words.

'As you all have heard, we have a new student joining us this year, for her final year of education, she shall be sorted into her house, then we shall sort the first years. Could Kelsey Wood please come to the front?' George was right, she was, wait he was wrong, stupid brother, she wasn't beautiful, she was-was about 50 times that. I have never ever been knocked speechless by a girl. First time for- what was I saying again? Her golden brown waist length hair floated with her, I got a glance at her eyes, they were a bright green; brighter than Harry's. She was tall, skinny and- she took my breath away. Half the guys in the room wolf-whistled, my twin was one of them, Harry was clapping, more than the Beauxbatons display last year, so those who whistled got an evil glance from McGonagall, who was walking just in front of her. She sat down on the stool, and put the sorting hat daintily on her head. She made that ragged bit of cloth look just amazing. I was too busy staring at her, I didn't realize that her sorting had taken about 5 minutes. I'd gone back to staring in those piercing eyes off hers when the hat finally made up its mind, why would it take so long?

'GRYFFINDOR!' The table burst into applause, most of the guys were standing, even Harry-the-boy-who-likes-Cho-and-Ginny was, she got up, and her face had broken into a wide grin. Did I mention how beautiful she is?

'Hey, over here!' She made her way quickly over to us; I slide to the side, pushing half the table down. A chain of Oi's and what the's slowly died off.

'Ahh, Hey,' she smiled, wondering why everyone was staring at her.

'Hey, my name is Seamus Finnigan, nice to meet you.' Seamus wouldn't let go of her hand until she pulled away hardly. Stupid git, let go of my girl's hand. Wait my? I haven't even said two words to her...

'Merlin's Beard,' her voice was like music, wow I'm going insane. 'You're Harry Potter,' her grin widened, and shook Harry's hand. I glance over my shoulder to see Cho's reaction, and I must say, I've never seen someone so jealous in my life. 'Oh I'm Kelsey Wood, my brother told me all about you, you know Oliver Wood right?' Harry looked awestruck; probably less than me, Neville told me later, I was drooling...

'Really? cool, how is he? Last time I heard, he got signed for a major team,'

'Yeah he did, but he got offered a place on the English Quidditch Team,' Harry started staring at her even more, she started laughing.

'And you two?' she pointed at George and I, 'The Weasley Twins, possibly the two best Beaters Hogwarts have ever seen, Oliver told me that you two are like a pair of Bludgers yourselves.'

'Let's stop talking about us,' George said, 'Let's hear about you.' But I heard him mutter 'Even if we are good looking and awesome.' Not sure how that statement relates to you dear twin.

'Well, I play Chaser, and I have a pet owl, called Patrick. My birthday is 31st of July.' Harry smiled even more,

'Birthday Buddies!' Harry gave her a high five. Kelsey talked to everyone around her, expect for Neville, who seemed to be avoiding eye contact with her. Wonder why? Hermione gave us a look, and Georgie apologized, HE'S IN LOVE, and told us to be quiet, this hag Umbridge was giving us a lecture, sorry, did I say lecture? I meant educational and interesting talk. I yawned loudly, and others soon followed suit. I didn't realise my head was resting on top of Kelsey's until Umbridge did this weird little laugh thing. I jumped up. It was that creepy, I mean seriously. Who the hell laughs like that? It's like that muggle doorbell dad got when I was 5, and managed to get stuck on a loop. Except worse. I mouthed 'Sorry' to her, she was giggling and so was most of the table. Harry had grabbed a napkin and wrote something on it. He passed it to me, it read-

Oh, someone's in luuuuurrrrrrrrrvvvvvvvve. Sod off.

I've rewritten this,
I wrote the original so long ago it's scary...
Disclaimers-I don't own anything, I worship the person who does- the one and only JK Rowling