1. The Meeting of Enemies
No one seemed to notice as a large trunk moved seemingly by itself through the crowd of chaos. Kids of all ages were everywhere, along with countless parents saying their goodbyes. Everywhere mothers were sniffling and fathers were patting their sons' backs and giving 'no trouble' lectures. The trunk moved along slowly and apparently with great effort until,
"I bet I can run further with my eyes closed than you!"
"Can not!"
"Can too!"
"Ready?"
"GO!"
Clearly neither could go too far without looking because in a matter of moments the true force behind the moving trunk let out a high pitched shriek as it landed on top of her, along with the two blind runners. The girl struggled to shove the trunk off her and sat up to see a double image of a tall boy with red hair and bright freckles to match splattered across his nose. She rubbed her eyes to try and steady her vision, but found that there were still two boys in front of her.
"Hi"
"I'm Fred"
"No I'm Fred, He's George"
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Okay fine so I am"
The two boys, now identified as Fred and George, stared at the girl expectantly. She was quite small with short blonde hair in two French braids and bright blue eyes.
"Well?"
"Well what?"
"Well we told you who we are-"
"-so now you tell us who you are"
"Fine, I'm Alicia Spinnet"
"Hi Alicia" they said simultaneously.
"Where are your parents Alicia?"
"They couldn't come through the wall thingy" she said, a little shyly.
"Oh so you're a muggle born!" said one of them.
"Excuse me?" she snapped back, sounding quite offended.
"Calm down," said the other "It just means you come from a non-magic family"
"Oh, well then I guess that's right."
"Our family is all pureblood," started one twin.
"But we're going to be Gryffindors!" finished the other exuberantly. Both proceeded to high five each other and call out loudly. Alicia stared back at them blankly, clearly not understanding a word of what they said.
"Don't you know what a Gryffindor is?" said one of them shocked.
"Um, well honestly no." she admitted, while giving them looks like they were insane. How could a person be a Gryffindor? Wasn't that like a lion thing?
"Well when you get to the castle they sort all the first years into one of four houses-"
"-Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff-"
"-and Slytherin"
"But trust us; you DON'T want to be in that house."
"That's for all the bad wizards-"
"Gross, filthy, ugly, smelly-"
"Okay okay I get the idea" she said before he could continue. She was starting to feel like she was the only one who had no idea what was going on. Thankfully she heard the sound of a mother,
"Fred and George Weasley get over here RIGHT THIS MINUTE before I change my mind and take you back home!" the twins exchanged nervous glances, and hopped to their feet.
"Well see you later Spinnet" they said again in one voice.
"Hey wait!" she called while getting to her feet. They turned to look at her.
"Well?" she asked.
"Well what" they chimed.
"Aren't you going to apologize?"
"For what?"
"FOR LANDING ON TOP OF ME AND KNOCKING ME OVER!" she shouted angrily.
"We didn't land on you-"
"You just landed under us" they said, the identical smiles never leaving their faces.
"Now if you'll excuse us-"
"Our lovely mother is calling" and with that they set off in a run, with one calling one last thing over his shoulder.
"I'd get that foot thing looked at if I were you!"
Alicia looked down at her feet confused, but soon found looking wouldn't reveal the problem. It was the smell. Like she just stepped in something her dog left in the backyard. She ripped off her shoe and found an odd shaped object letting out a terrible odor. She threw it with a loud yell of frustration and grabbed her trunk and ran.
She struggled to board the train and found herself feeling quite alone. Each compartment seemed full of terrifyingly older students. The only one with people she recognized was with the terrible twins, as she had taken to calling them. The worst part was they were with two other redheaded boys, and one other tall black boy with dread locks. How could there be four Weasleys? That was too much to handle. She ducked and continued down the train, eventually finding a compartment with only one other passenger.
"The others are all full, mind if I join you?" Alicia asked the girl timidly.
"No of course not, in fact I'd be glad if you did." The girl said eagerly. She was quite tall and slender, dark skin and equally dark hair in long braids.
"I'm Angelina, I'm a first year." She said happily, offering a hand.
"I'm Alicia, first year too." Replied Alicia, gladly accepting her hand.
The rest of the ride went well, and the two were surprised by how well they got along. Angelina taught Alicia all she knew about the school, from houses to different classes, and an especially long discussion on Quidditch. Angelina planned to try out in her second year she informed Alicia, after a lengthy rant about first years not being eligible.
"You can try out with me next year!" she declared excitedly.
"Err, I'm not sure, I've never even heard of it" Alicia responded a bit nervously.
"Well I can teach you over the summer! It will be SO fun, and even if you don't try out, you MUST learn, it's only the best game to EVER be created."
"But I'm really not so good at sports, I'd probably like score for the wrong team."
"No, not with me teaching you! We'd be INCREDIBLE"
And so, from Angelina's enthusiasm, Alicia agreed to learn.
In no time they found themselves at the castle, being herded into small boats and sent across the river.
"Let's be pirates!" shouted one particularly excited boy.
"Yeah, we'll take over everyone else's boats and steal their gold!" cried another one.
"Uh oh, I recognize those voices." Alicia said, looking around terrified for the twins. As she looked one leaped out of his boat into one beside it and declared it as his own; knocking the occupant back onto the bank.
"You know them Al?" Angelina questioned.
"Well not particularly, they're just the ones who ripped my shirt I showed you earlier, and made my shoe smell so bad."
"Oh, boys are stupid."
"No kidding."
"Only good for one thing."
"What's that?"
"Throwing things at."
After the pirate thing subsided they were all sent into a small corridor, and waited to be sorted. The twins insisted that it involved some sort of nasty challenge, like dragon fighting; and that you had to prove that you were a good wizard or they put you in the dungeons with the dragons. Angelina reassured Alicia that they only had to wear a hat, which they proudly told the twins-crushing the intrigue from their peers.
Twenty minutes later Angelina and Alicia found themselves regrettably placed in the same house as the redheaded twins; Gryffindor. However they left the girls alone for the night, being too absorbed in exploring EVERYTHING possible, and following around their older brothers.
The girls awoke early the next morning eager for classes. To their dismay they learned that all classes would be with all Gryffindor first years; which meant classes with the twins.
"It'll be fine Alicia, they won't pull anything with teachers around." Angelina said encouragingly. How wrong she was. One hour later Alicia found herself with detention with their new potions teacher (if you could call him that), and with George Weasley.
Class started fine, they were assigned a simple potion that was to re-grow hair, and Angelina and Alicia were partners. They were nearly finished when Alicia felt something drop down the back of her robes. She shook them out to find an ENOURMOUS spider falling out, then another, and another.
"AARRGH!" she cried out loudly and spun around sharply, whacking into the cauldron behind her. It clanged loudly as it hit the ground and spilled it's contents, making the laughing redhead abruptly stop. It landed on his foot, which quickly sprouted large quantities of hair. He looked at it wide eyes, as the other boys laughed obnoxiously.
"What is going on here?" slurred their greasy potions teacher.
"Professor they dropped spiders down my robes!" Alicia cried out.
"5 points for talking out of turn."
"But you just asked!"
"Make that 10 points. And 5 more for wasted spiders Weasley."
"But I didn't do it! Lee did!" he said, pointing to the tall black boy beside him
"But he told me to do it!" defended Lee, and elbowing George.
"Do you think I care? Spinnet, Weasley, detention." Alicia looked at him with wide eyes.
"Which one professor?" asked the Weasley twins in a single voice.
"I don't care, whoever's cauldron that was." Fred pumped his fist in the air while George mumbled something about a no good slime ball and getting a howler in the first week of school. Alicia turned and glared daggers at all three of them.
"Damn, if looks could kill" Said George quietly.
"Stuff it Weasley I heard that."
"I don't really give a damn Spinnet"
"Watch your mouth!"
"I'd rather watch yours"
She punched him.
And from then on, they were enemies.