A/N: Sup everyone! This is my second story. Don't worry, I will NOT abandon the other on. I hate it when people do that. If you like this story, which is a Fred/OC. Check out my Dramione fan fic "When Even Hogwarts Got Tired of it All" Hope you like, don't forget to drop a review.

A/N #2: I am rewriting this story, adding so more fluff and more details and so on. I have no clue how long it will take me to do that, but it will eventually get done. I have written quite a bit more stuff since I've finished this one, so please go check me out and review! Love ya!

Lilia felt overwhelmed with all that was happening around her, bodies crushing her as she tried to walk through the narrow corridor to find an empty cart on the Hogwarts Express. She was tall, and while she towered over many of the other students, they all seemed to be staring at her. She tried to ignore the feeling of many eyes on her, but it was becoming more difficult by the second. So, when she saw a blond boy about her age sitting by himself, she hopped at the chance to get away from everyone else.

"Do you mind if I sit with you? Everywhere else is full," Lilia asked the blond boy, hoping that he would say yes.

"Yes, of course. I'm Draco Malfoy," he said as he offered her his hand to shake. The way he spoke was cocky, and although Lilia was trying to give him the benefit of the doubt, she was already getting annoyed by him.

"Hi, my name Lilia Duvane. Nice to meet you," she gave him her award winning smile and took the hand, her green eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Interesting accent. American," he asked her, his tone becoming one of derision and prejudice. Lilia was beginning to rethink her decision on sitting with him.

"Yes, I am American. Imagine my surprise when an owl popped into my home, offering a transfer to go to Hogwarts. I was excited, but my parents didn't quite approve," she told him, but really only to keep the conversation going. It became quiet when they couldn't really find anything else to say, which was what Lilia had begun to hope for. She didn't like the way he carried himself at all, and seeing his pointed face was beginning to bug her slightly.

"Do you come from a wizarding family," he asked suddenly, breaking the silence. He looked expectant of the fact, and she was almost a bit nervous to tell him no. She wanted to make friends, and if it wasn't the norm to be muggle-born then she didn't want to be the odd one out. Despite all of this, she told him the truth.

"Uh, no. Both my parents are muggles," she said slowly, and the young man sneered, and Lilia's guard immediately went up.

"So you're a filthy American Mudblood then? I knew it. It's bad enough that you're American, but you're muggleborn too! Get out," he practically yelled into her face. She was shocked by his reaction, and couldn't speak for a moment as he sneered into her face.

"What's your problem? What did I do to you? And why should I have to leave when you are the one that clearly has the problem here" Lilia said, her green eyes becoming stormy as her fury began to build up inside her, "You are the perfect definition of a bully. And I don't take kindly to bullies."

"What could you possibly do to me," Malfoy said, sounding particularly cocky, making Lilia's caramel skin flush red with anger.

"This," she said simply as she stood up and punched him square in the nose. Then she simply gathered her things and started to leave, leaving him whimpering on the floor in pain.

"You won't get away with this! My father will hear about this," Malfoy yelled as she opened the door sliding door to the small corridor. She turned her head around to look down at him, an indifferent look on her face.

"Go ahead. Tell him. I don't particularly care one way or the other," she told him as she shrugged her shoulders and walked away. When she felt that she had gotten far enough away she let the tears fall. She had never felt so humiliated before, and was glad that no one else was seeing her break down right now. She stopped at a little hallway, then sat down and let the tears flow hard down her face. She hadn't realized that two tall red-headed twins were watching her do this behind one of the cart doors.

"Should we go talk to her," the twin named George asked his twin Fred, looking at each other behind the glass, completely invisible to the upset girl.

"I think so. Do you think so," Fred asked, a huge grin on his face, already knowing the answer. He and his twin were always on the same wavelength, no matter what it was.

"I think so. Come on," George got up and walked to the door, Fred following him. They decided to stay quiet and wait until the girl noticed them. Lilia immediately felt a presence over her, but didn't know what it was. She looked up with her eyes only, her hair covering her face and the tears, and saw red-headed twins, standing there looking worriedly down at her.

"Can I help you? Or are you going to yell at me for being American and Muggle-born too," she said sarcastically, her face scrunched up in anger and hurt. One twin smiled gently down at her while the other spoke.

"Wouldn't think of it love. You wanna come sit with us? We have plenty of room," one twin told her with a huge grin on his face, trying to lighten her mood. It worked, if only a little bit.

She watched them wearily before deciding that they were ok. She nodded and slowly stood up and began to grab her bags, but one of the twins grabbed it before she could and carried it into the cart.

"We are Fred and George Weasley," the twins said simultaneously, huge grins on their faces again as they introduced themselves. Lilia smiled timidly back, still trying to figure out what was going through their minds. It was a lot harder than others, and she didn't know whether she was excited or worried about that fact.

"I'm Lilia Duvane, nice to meet you," Lilia said before raising her hand slowly to shake theirs. They took her hand one after the other, shaking it animatedly.

"So what brings you to Hogwarts? You did say you're from America. What part," the twin that she had figured out was Fred asked, and Lilia couldn't help but smile at the enthusiasm he spoke. There was something about them that she instantly liked. They both seemed like such happy and fun people, and she hoped that they would become her friends throughout the year.

"I'm from California," she told them, earning a look of excitement from them.

"Where they make all the muggle movies? What's it called, Hollyforest," the twin she knew to be George asked. Her smile grew the more they spoke, her mood lightening much from her little fiasco earlier.

"Hollywood," she corrected instantly, and they gave her shrug, making her laugh, "And no, I'm from the Bay Area. It's father up north. I had gotten the Hogwarts letter asking me to take classes here. They said that I was so advanced that I qualified for OWLs, which is something we don't take in America. Hogwarts is the best school, and I couldn't pass the opportunity up," Lilia told them, her shyness leaving her completely, and she felt lighter as her sadness and anger completely left her.

"Really," George asked, "We are taking our NEWTs this year, and they say it's harder than the OWLs, but we are only going for three really, so we aren't really worried about them, easy stuff. Had our brother barmy for months, but then again, we always thought Percy wasn't completely there," George staged whispered and Lilia giggled. She stopped herself immediately when she heard the bubbly sound since she never giggled, and didn't want to sound like one of those girls. The boys didn't seem to notice the suddenly awkward air when Fred asked, "Do you know what house you'll be in."

"Houses," Lilia asked, confusion instantly filling her mind.

"Hogwarts has four houses after the four founders: Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, Helga Hufflepuff, and Rowena Ravenclaw. The Sorting Hat searches through your mind, deciding which house would best suit your needs to become a great witch or wizard. We are in Gryffindor! House of the brave and true," Fred explained, puffing up his chest in pride of his house.

"Hmm, well, I don't really know. I guess we'll find out when we get there," Lilia said, a huge smile overtaking her face. She was becoming more excited by the minute as they continued to talk. The three talked about everything and anything about the school. They laughed at pranks they had pulled, retelling the stories to Lilia. She was feeling as if she was on cloud nine, and didn't want to leave, especially if the twins were there as well. Soon it was dark, and she suddenly had to go to the bathroom. She stood up to go, when the cart went pitch black. She couldn't even see her hand in front of her face. Then the moon came out from behind the clouds and gave an eerie glow to everything. She began to move to sit down when the train shook fiercely and she landed in the twins laps.

Her face close Fred's she chuckled before she whispered, "Nice catch," in his ear. She felt his arms wrap around her waist protectively and Lilia liked it. She liked it a lot. She was so used to having to protect herself that she enjoyed being protected by someone else. And it didn't hurt that she found Fred extremely attractive.

"I don't like this Gred," George said quietly, both of their bodies tense as they listened for whatever was out there.

"Neither do I Feorge. I don't like this one bit," Fred replied, feeling nervous just as Lilia's hot breath hit his neck to speak to him quietly.

"I think you can let go now," Lilia whispered as the tension grew thicker in the cart. Suddenly a dark hooded figured stepped in front of the door, their face hidden under a silver mask that had unique filigree on it. Lilia became frightened and on guard, her wand already in her hand, standing up on her feet, her body in a defensive position. Fred and George mimicked her, their wands pointing towards the dark man.

"Death Eaters," Fred and George cried simultaneously as the curses started flying. Lilia joined in the fight, the three of them easily overtaking the masked man. Soon two more masked people joined, and Lilia could feel the burn in her body from the fight, using her entire being to beat the opponent back. Suddenly there were three more people, another red headed boy, a brown curly-haired girl, and a dark haired boy with glasses fighting the dark hooded figures alongside them. Spells and curses were flying everywhere, and Lilia barely had time to duck, wondering where some or any adults were to help them get whoever these intruders were out.

Just as the wand fight was about to become more intense the Death Eaters left, smoke filling everything with black smoke. When the smoke cleared Lilia sat down, shocked and looked at the five of them. She was so confused and tired, her happy mood quickly dispelling from her. She had nothing to say, and she wanted to be at home, in her bed, getting ready to sleep. She sat up a little from her hunched over position, barely able to move from the remaining shock that had taken over her body. She looked into the others eyes, noticing their fear and determination.

"What the hell was that?"

A/N: just some background. Lilia is 15, but what would be her fourth year at Hogwarts is really her Fifth because she is so advanced in her classes. Dumbledore offered her a place at Hogwarts so that she could get the best education. It's Harry, Ron, and Hermione's fifth year and Fred and Georges seventh. Don't forget to review!