Milly climbed onto the Hogwarts Express, waving goodbye to her Uncle Remus.
She made her way along the narrow corridor and found an empty compartment, collapsing onto the seat thankfully and pulling out a book, hoping for a nice peaceful journey with no one bothering her...
Unfortunately, the fates seemed to disagree with her as not half an hour later, the compartment door opened and two boys stepped in. Milly looked up enquiringly. "Sorry, do you mind if we sit in here?" the first boy asked. Milly looked at them, and had to look again. Was she seeing double? She rubbed her eyes tiredly. "Sure " she mumbled. The second boy sat down next to the first, "thanks" he said gratefully.
Milly smiled faintly. "No problem" she murmured in reply, looking at the two boys sitting across from her. They had to be identical twins, they were both tall and thin, with ginger hair, freckles and mischievous grins.
"Hi, I'm George Weasley and this is my twin brother Fred" the first boy said, smiling at her in a friendly way. The second boy also smiled and said "hi". Milly smiled back and said "hi" back, wondering if it would seem rude to go back to reading. Deciding it would, she sighed inwardly and put her book away.
Throughout the rest of the train journey, Fred and George kept Milly entertained with stories of their siblings and family life. Milly (who was an only child) was amazed by the sheer number of siblings the twins had.
When they reached Hogwarts, Milly and the other first years (including Fred and George) were led to the Great Hall by Professor McGonnagol. She called out the names for the sorting in alphabetical order. Milly inwardly groaned when her name was read out first. "Black, Millicent" called Professor McGonnagol.
Milly awkwardly walked over to the stool and allowed the Professor to place the Sorting Hat on her head.
"Hmmm, difficult..." a voice spoke in her ear. She jumped, but then relaxed, remembering what her Uncles had told her. "Lots of courage...yes..not a bad mind...oooh lots of determination! Difficult...very difficult...oh well, better be GRYFFINDOR!"
Milly gave a sigh of relief and headed to the Gryffindor table, where she was greeted by a tall, serious-looking boy with ginger hair.
He must be Percy... she thought as he congratulated her on getting into Gryffindor. To her relief, Fred and George were in Gryffindor too (as they'd predicted).