Disclaimer: Obviously, I don't own Harry Potter or anything to do it with it. It all belongs to JK Rowling, who is a much smarter and better writer then me.
AN: Hey Guys! I've been reading stories on here for a couple years now, but this is my first story I've posted. It follows the lives of my favorite characters, Fred and George Weasley, through their years at Hogwarts and maybe beyond, depending on the response I get. I know this type of story has been done many times over, and I'm sure it wont be nearly as good as the ones before it, but I really like the idea as well as the characters and I wanted to put my own spin on it. Any reviews are welcomed, both positive and negative. I like constructive criticism, but I also don't mind any positive reinforcement. (:
September 1st. For many, it's a day of nerves and jitters and many forgotten school supplies. For others,like Fred and George Weasley, however, it was just another day. The Weasley clan was running around The Burrow, throwing things into trunks last minute and fixing their hair in the talking mirror. Fred and George were running around as well, except they weren't packing or fretting over their appearance. They were launching Filibuster Fireworks at one another and laughing. Mrs. Weasley had had quite enough.
"FREDERICK! GEORGE! WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT PLAYING WITH FIREWORKS? I DON'T SUPPOSE YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH ON YOUR FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL??" she screamed.
"Relax, mum, we aren't going to--'' George started.
But just then, a firework launched itself into the fireplace with a great bang, and soot and dust rose from it, settling on all the furniture (and some of the Weasleys) in the small living room.
"…blow anything up…" Fred finished.
Mrs. Weasley, who was usually a very kind woman, began to alarmingly swell up with anger.
The twins, who were normally never scared of anything, seemed to cower underneath her.
"Right, well….we'll just go on and get our trunks then." said Fred casually, trying to smooth things over.
"Too right you will! And if I hear so much as another SQUEEK out of either one of you, you will not be getting on the Hogwarts Express. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME??" screeched Mrs. Weasley
"Yes mum." chorused the twins. They solemnly trudged upstairs to retrieve their school trunks.
Within 15 minutes, Mrs. Weasley and her 5 children were standing in the kitchen.
"It's quarter past ten, we'd better go." she told her children.
"Will we be able to take the Floo, mother?" asked Percy with a glare at the twins.
"No, I suppose we'll have to take your fathers wretched car, no thanks to these two." she snapped, with a nod at the twins.
"What's everyone glaring at us for? It could happen to anyone!" George yelled angrily.
"I thought it was bloody brilliant!" 9 year old Ron piped up.
"Can they do it again, mum? Oh, please?" asked Ginny, the youngest child and only girl. The twins grinned at their younger siblings with pride.
"Really now, that's enough." said a clearly exasperated Mrs. Weasley. "Get into the car everyone."
Not wanting to make her even madder, if that was possible, they all clambered into the back seat of Mr. Weasley's beloved Ford Anglia. Once they were all settled in, trunks stored away and about to leave, Fred informed them all cheerfully that he needed to use the bathroom.
"For heavens sake, Fred!" cried Mrs. Weasley. "Honestly, you and you're brother are more trouble then you're worth sometimes."
"Well, would you rather I do my business in the car?" asked Fred innocently.
"OUT!" yelled all the Weasleys at the same time.
Fred climbed out of the car and ran into the house, and within minutes he was back again.
The car started, and they began the journey to Kings Cross Station. Not ten minutes after they had left the Burrow did George dare to say "Mum, I need to use the bathroom."
Mrs. Weasley and Percy were not amused.
At long last, they reached Kings Cross. The all got out of the car and grabbed their belongings. People were staring at them oddly as they pushed the big, heavy trunks, one of which included an owl (for Percy).
"Mum, I reckon the people at Hogwarts must be mad, how on earth are we going to find Platform 9 and ¾?" asked Fred.
"Oh honestly Fred, you've been here before. You go through the barrier!" huffed Percy impatiently. "I'll go first to show you. I am 2 years older then you after all." he reminded them, holding his head up and puffing out his chest for emphasis.
"Are you really, Perce? Well thank you for making that clear for us, we hadn't noticed." said George, rolling his eyes. Percy ignored this comment and continued to push his cart towards the wall. In a matter of seconds, he had completely vanished.
"Brilliant, really…" Ron muttered to Ginny, who was in awe, as usual.
Fred and George looked at each other. "Here goes nothing." said Fred, and he pushed his cart hard and fast.
He was expecting a crash, but it never came. He went right through the wall and onto the other side. He looked back at the brick wall in amazement. "Bloody hell…" he said to himself. He looked up at the fire-engine red Hogwarts Express, steaming and ready to go. He suddenly got a rush of excitement that even setting off a Filibuster Firework in a small store couldn't give him. He was imagining what Hogwarts looked like, and pondering what House he would be in, when his thoughts were painfully interrupted.
"OW! George, what the—'' Fred wheeled around rubbing his head to see his twin, who had come through the barrier after him.
"Well, I figured you'd have moved out of the way by now, you great stupid prat!" said George.
True enough, Fred was still standing in front of the barrier. The twins moved along and shortly after, Mrs. Weasley, Ron and Ginny had joined them.
"Now boys, you'd best be getting on board. The train leaves in five minutes time." said Mrs. Weasley."You've got your sandwiches?" she asked Percy.
"All squared mother. And you can count on me to keep these two troublemakers in line. With any luck, they won't get themselves landed in Slytherin. I'll make sure they keep their noses clean." said Percy importantly.
"We aren't going to get ourselves landed in Slytherin!" said Fred indignantly.
"Unless you get yourselves expelled before the Sorting ceremony even begins!" Percy shot back.
"All right, all right that's enough. You two stay out of trouble now." She said, giving them both a kiss on the cheek. She turned to Percy to kiss him as well. "Have a good term, dear." she said kindly. She put her arms around Ron, who was turning pink with embarrassment, and Ginny, who was now crying.
The three boys got on the train. "Now, I'm going to be in this compartment here, with my friends." said Percy slowly, as if making an attempt to convince Fred and George that he did in fact have friends, contrary to the twins popular belief. "So don't bother me. My friends won't think you're very…er…cool." he said carefully, emphasizing the word 'friends' again.
"Wouldn't even dream of bothering you, Perce." said Fred innocently.
"Nope, not us, we'll just be in our own compartment, minding our own business." added George, as the two began to make their way down the isle.
"Stay out of trouble you two, for your own sake!" Percy called after them before sliding into his own compartment.
Fred and George walked a little ways, before deciding on a compartment with an already open door. They peeked in curiously and found a black boy with dread locks, sitting by himself and staring out the window. Sensing he wasn't alone, the boy turned from the window. "Oh, hello!" he smiled at them. "Are you first years too? I'm Lee Jordan." he gave them a dazzling smile. "Hi Lee, I'm Fred and this is my brother, George." George waved. "We're first years too."
"Well come and sit down." Lee offered kindly. The twins grinned, happy to have made a new friend already. The three spent the first half hour of the train ride, talking about their families and their likes and dislikes. When Fred and George happened to mention their love of pranks and trouble making in general, Lee's eyes lit up.
"Ah, a fellow prankster!" he said happily. "Mum's always getting so angry with me, I tend to drop dung bombs all over the house, you know, just as a joke. My sisters don't find it very funny. I'm often pelted with random beauty products."
"Dung bombs?" George asked. Lee nodded feverishly.
"Lee, I think you just might be our new partner in crime." said Fred, grinning from ear to ear. Lee grinned as well.
"We enjoy a good dung bomb every now and then, but what really drives our mum mad is our Filibuster Fireworks!" said George proudly.
"Fireworks? Blimey! Do you have any on you?" asked Lee excitedly.
"'Course we do, you wanna see?" Fred opened his trunk and pulled them out, showing them to Lee.
"Bloody hell!" Lee exclaimed in amazement. "You reckon we should set some off?" he asked hopefully.
"Lee, that's EXACTLY what we reckon." the twins chorused, grinning slyly at each other. "And we know EXACTLY where to set them off."
"How about we set some dung bombs off first?" Lee suggested.
"Brilliant!" said George. "I love this kid, Fred."
Lee grinned at them. The three of them had suddenly forged a new bond. They were setting up the dung bombs and fireworks when a short blonde girl with pretty blue eyes popped into the compartment.
"Hello?" said Fred unsurely.
"Oh, I'm sorry…my cat just ran off on me and I thought she might be in here, seeing as the door was opened and all…never mind then." She turned to go, but realized the boys staring at her as though they had never interacted with a girl before (Which they really hadn't, with the exception of their sisters.)
"I'm Katie Bell." she offered, smiling at them. Lee seemed quite taken with her.
"Echante, mademoiselle." he said with a poor French accent, and kissed her hand.
"Erm…thank you?...Well, see you." and with that she disappeared as quickly as she had appeared.
"Er…right then…back to business." said George hurriedly. They remained concentrated on setting up for another 5 minutes, until another girl, this time one with pale skin and long brown hair appeared in the doorway again.
"What NOW?" demanded Fred.
"I suppose Katie's already been in here then?" asked the brunette tentatively.
"Yes she has. Goodbye." Fred snapped.
"I'm Alicia Spinnet…" the girl began.
"I'm the Minister of Magic. I command you to dissappear." said Fred.
"You're really rude!" she said to him
"I really don't care!" he responded.'
George, however, seemed quite taken with her. "Don't mind Fred, he's a really big prat. I'm George, his better half." Alicia smiled at him.
"It's nice to meet you." she said.
"I'm Lee!" Lee piped up. Alicia smiled at him too.
"Nice to meet you as well, Lee. You have brilliant hair." she added. Lee beamed at her as Alicia excused herself from the compartment.
"She's the nicest girl I've ever met." he concluded.
"She was pretty, too." added George.
"I thought she was a bit pushy." Fred shrugged. So far, he wasn't too impressed with this 'interacting with girls' business. "Now can we get back to work here?" 5 minutes later, the trio had gathered the dung bombs and fireworks together.
"So guys, where exactly are we setting these off?" asked Lee.
"Percy's compartment of course!" exclaimed Fred and George as if it were obvious.
"Wait, who?" asked Lee.
"Oh, right…we didn't mention him did we George? He's our brother, but he's a right git. We pretend we're not related. Must be why we didn't mention him." Fred informed Lee.
"Ah." was all Lee replied with. The three set off down the isle towards Percy's compartment. Percy could be overheard having what sounded like a highly intelligent conversation. The twins liked referring to it as a foreign language. Fred quietly slid open the door just enough to get the dung bomb through, and gently rolled it in. It managed to go unnoticed. He looked at George and Lee triumphantly as the smell began to seep through the crack in the door.
"Good lord, what IS that smell?" asked one of Percy's equally bigheaded friends.
"I haven't the faintest idea, Richard." they heard Percy huff.
"Ready?" Fred whispered.
"NOW!" yelled Lee and George, and with that, Fred set off the firework into the compartment and an enormous bang resulted. The three peeked in to see the damage, and were pleased to see Percy spluttering as debris landed in his mouth while he was wiping off his glasses. His friends were doing the same. The three boys outside heaved with silent fits of laughter.
"Don't worry gentlemen, I WILL get to the bottom of this!" said Percy pompously, and the boys heard him coming towards the door.
"HEAD FOR THE HILLS!" yelled Lee.
"Oh nice one, Lee, just blow our cover—''
"GEORGE!!!"
Percy had emerged from the compartment swelling with anger not unlike Mrs. Weasley. George and Lee sprang up and sprinted in the one direction. Percy, who apparently hadn't seen Fred, ran after George and Lee. Fred, who was still doubled up with laughter, sat for a minute to catch his breath. Just as he gained his second wind, Percy came bounding down the isle.
"Oh, bugger." said Fred, and jumped up, running in the opposite direction. Luckilly he was much faster then Percy and he managed to outrun him. He jumped into the nearest compartment, which happened to be full of Prefects.
"Excuse me?" one of the boys said to him.
"Oh, sorry, wrong compartment!" said Fred quickly, as he ran back out into the hallway.
He escaped the Prefects compartment and was back in the safety of the hallway, where there was no sign of Percy. Relieved and gasping for breath, Fred whipped around to continue his run back to his own compartment. However, his journey was interrupted the moment he turned around. He had taken half a step when he felt something hard collide painfully into him.
"Ouch! Watch yourself!" said a high, female voice.
'Oh great, thought Fred as he rubbed his head with his eyes shut tight, trying to dull the throbbing pain in his head, another stupid girl. They're really turning out to be good for interrupting things…and apparently causing me bodily harm.' When Fred dared to open his eyes at the offending girl, his negative outlook on the awful beasts had suddenly changed. Surely this couldn't be a girl. She had to be an angel. She was prettier then both the blonde and the brunette he had met earlier. She had very tan skin, and long silky dark brown hair that went a little bit past her shoulders. He found himself staring open-mouthed into her honey-brown eyes. 'On second thought…'
"Er…I'm sorry about that…I was running from my brother…I caused a bit of a disturbance." said Fred apologetically once he managed to find his voice.
"So that was you who set off the fireworks then?" she asked, eyeing him like a hawk. Fred prayed she wasn't a lawful do-gooder like Percy. He decided he might cry if that was the case.
"Guilty. It was just a bit of revenge though, for being such a git." said Fred quickly, unsure of whether she approved or not.
"Well that's understandable. He is a bit of a git isn't he? He came into my compartment earlier to tell me off for talking to loudly." she said, giving him a big smile that showed off her straight, white teeth. Fred, who was so happy she didn't find him ridiculous and immature, found himself unable to stop grinning at this mysterious pretty girl. If the rest of the girls at Hogwarts were like this, maybe living with them wouldn't be so bad after all. Since she seemed impressed by the fireworks, he decided to boast about his other achievements as a troublemaker. "I'm Fred Weasley. My hobbies include pranking people, making jokes at inappropriate times, and generally causing mayhem. My mum tells me I'm loose cannon." he informed her. He had no idea why he added that last part. The girl's smile faded. She began walking down the hallway, back to her compartment, but then turned around to face him again.
"I'm Angelina Johnson, and my mum tells me to stay away from boys like you." she said casually. With a toss of her hair, she disappeared back into her compartment. He continued to stare after her, completely awestruck.
Yes, Fred Weasley was quite certain that if an 11 year old wanted to marry a girl the first time her ever talked to her, she must be an angel. 'If she really is an angel, then kudos to you God, this one's a knock-out.' he said to whoever was up there.
"See you around, Angel." he said to himself, walking back to his compartment in a daze.
AN: Ok, so there's my first chapter. It was intended to be a little bit short, but my upcoming chapters will be longer. I'm sorry if it seemed a little boring too, but i was just trying to introduce the characters and give a little backround to how everyone first met. I promise all the juicy action will start once they get to Hogwarts! Reviews would be lovely (: