A/N: Alright so here's my story. :D based in GoF. If you get a chance like even if you don't want future chapter's please review cause I really want to know what you guys think!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter otherwise I'd be living in the Bahamas :D Only own Shanee
Orange Duct Tape
By: The Converse Queen
"Oh Healer Shane!" Fred and George Weasley called up the stairs of the Burrow.
"I'm not a Healer yet!" Shane Chelle shouted back.
"Yes! But you will be Shelly! You will!" They screamed together.
Shane laughed and slipped on her orange robes. She walked out of her room and slid down the stair case banister to where Fred and George where waiting for her. "Hello," Shane said cheerfully.
"Eh-lo," They chorused. Shane laughed and they all walked to the table, arm in arm, Shane in the middle. The group sat down the way too and started eating by taking a drink of orange juice at the same time too.
Obviously Ron noticed this because he said, "I swear. Sometimes I think you guys are triplet's not just twins."
Fred, George and Shane all looked at each other and burst into laughter. Their faces turned red with laughing so much and Shane fell out of her chair. George helped her up. Shane's face felt flushed and she brushed her turquoise hair out of her face. George smiled at her and they began to eat again.
Once they finished Fred and George said they were going with their dad to pick up Harry. Shane asked why but they just said, "Wait and see." She laughed at this but agreed whole-heartedly.
Shane walked to the sitting room and sat on the couch. She was currently staying at the Burrow. Shane had always been living at the Burrow. She wasn't related to the Weasley's but it felt like that all the time. She even stayed in Charlie's room now that he lives in Romania! The Weasley's are her family and that's that. After the school year they are the ones that pick her up. Shane talks to Molly about the stuff you talk to your mom about! Bill taught her how to ride a broomstick! Ron, Charlie and Bill are all like her brothers. Ginny (Sadly) is like her sister. Oh yeah. By the way, Shane hates Ginny. It's not even funny. Just the way that Ginny flounces around, pretending to be funny just pisses Shane off. The way she flicks her hair behind her shoulder is just so…AGHHHH! Shane has turquoise hair that she dyed herself when she was 12. She has freckles all over her arms and face from being out in the sun too much. Shane has what Muggles call it, a "farmer's tan" from not being accustomed to wearing tank tops except in the comfort of her own home.
After a while, Shane had fallen asleep and Fred, George, Ron, Arthur and Harry had come back. Shane woke up to a loud crashing coming through the fireplace next to her. She shot up and saw Fred and George falling through it. Shane burst out laughing and so did they. She fell off the bed and was rolling on the ground next to the twins. They all were panting when they finished.
"Hey," Shane finally said. "You guys wanna go for a walk or something?"
"Sure," George said sitting up.
"Uh… I have to take a shower!" Fred said smirking.
Shane glared at him but the two friends got up and walked out the front door, to the field. They walked side by side out to the meadow in front of the Burrow. Shane's cheeks were burning. She had the biggest crush on George ever since her fourth year.
"So uh…why'd you and Fred go to pick up Harry?" she asked.
"Oh, cause to like carry the bags and stuff. I think that would be easier than going in a flying car," George joked.
Shane laughed and shoved him a little to the side. He shoved her back and then beamed at her. She laughed leaned her head on his shoulder. All at once she regretted this and looked up at George. "Um, would that be okay?" she asked.
"Yeah…sure," he answered.
"O-okay," she stuttered and leaned her head on his shoulder while they kept walking. Her heart was sure to pump out of her rib cage it was pounding so hard. Slowly the sun-set in front of them, the sky mixed with purples, blues, oranges and pinks. Suddenly a rabbit ran in front of them and Shane, being the girl she is, shot her head up and started chasing after it. She sprinted faster than the rabbit and soon had to slow down to let it catch up. Once it was in front of her she dove. Something furry was in her hands but scrambled away. "Dammit!" she muttered.
Shane heard George laughing from behind her. She looked down and saw she had landed in a giant pile of mud. She stood up and looked at herself. She was covered in mud all down her front. She turned around and saw George cracking up.
"Oh you think this is funny?" Shane smirked.
"Yeah, it's pretty funny," he admitted.
"Oh okay Georgie. Here come give your best friend a hug." Shane started walking towards George with her arms stretched out. "C'mon!"
"Ummm, no thanks Shane! I'm good!" he protested and started backing up.
"C'mon Georgie! You know you want a hug from your best friend!" she said and ran towards him.
"No! No!" George laughed as Shane wrapped her muddy self around him. In revenge for getting him muddy, he picked her up and threw her on top of his shoulder. Shane hates getting picked up.
"Put me down George! Put me down right now!" Shane couldn't help laughing as George twirled her around on his shoulder.
Finally the redhead put Shane down. She looked between them and they were both covered in mud. Slowly but surely, Shane realized that George was leaning towards her. She wasn't really sure what was happening but it couldn't be good. George was inches from her lips. Shane backed away because a loud bang came from inside the Burrow.
"Um…uh…we should go check that out!" she stuttered and ran back into the tall house. George just stood there looking befuddled.
The next day, Shane felt a tapping on her forehead. Then a shoving. This made her wake up immediately. "What the hell? It's like 5:00 in the freaking morning!" she groggily shouted.
"C'mon now dear. Wake up. You're going somewhere very special today," the voice said gently.
"Where…?" she asked suspiciously.
"I think Fred and George should tell you," Mrs. Weasley excitedly.
Shane, with a very weird look on her face, got out of bed and watched Mrs. Weasley exit the room. She raised an eyebrow and walked downstairs after her.
When they reached the kitchen, Fred and George were practically falling asleep on the table. Shane yawned a very loud yawn and said "Hey my little Scarface," to Harry while messing with his already messy hair. She sat down next to George and asked, "Where are we going?"
"You don't know?" he asked appalled and looked to his father.
"I didn't have the chance to tell her!" he explained.
"What about you Frederick?" George asked turning to his twin.
"I-I tried last night but she was in the sh-shower…"he said yawning.
"Hello? Shane's right here!" Shane gestured around her.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry Shelly," George apologized and began to eat again.
"Well? Where are we going?" she asked annoyed.
"To the World Cup you idiot!" Ron blurted out from behind her.
"WHAT?" Shane screamed suddenly very awake. "Omigod! The Irish team is playing! I'm going to see…see…Lynch!" she cried falling into a chair next to Fred.
He laughed and ruffled her messy hair that was in an already messy bun. She smiled at him and vaguely registered that George had a very angry look on his face.
After breakfast Mrs. Weasley was practically shoving people up and down the stairs. Shane was changing into her full-blown-out Irish supporter outfit. She was wearing a brown mini skirt that sort of puffed out, a black shirt with a green four-leaf clover on it, brown gladiator sandals, a green fedora and her neon green back-pack with all her crap shoved in it. (Which was a lot may I add). She pulled her turquoise hair into a fish-tail braid on her left shoulder. Shane walked back down the stairs to find Fred and George waiting for her in the kitchen. She hooked arms with them and they made their way to the front yard where everyone else was waiting for the group.
The group started marching up the hill to who knows where. After about 30 seconds, Shane said, "George! Will you carry me please?"
"It's only been 45 seconds!"
"30 actually, and so?"
"No! Ask Fred!"
"Oh Fre –,"
"No! Ask George!"
"Oh Geor –,"
"No! Ask Fred!"
"Oh Fre –,"
"Okay this is going nowhere! Shane, just jump on George's back. He's the one that almost kissed you last night!" Ginny shouted.
Shane's face burned with embarrassment and she muttered something about, "not really being tired at all." Fred smirked at the awkwardness floating from the two love birds.
About 3 minutes later, Fred caught up with George in the back and whispered, "So is it true? You guys almost kissed?"
"Yeah, but then a loud bang came from inside and she ran into the house," George whispered sadly.
"That sucks man…"
"I know right? Whoever made that noise, I'm gonna kill…"
"Oh, yeah right! You do that George!"
"What?"
"Oh never mind."
The twins caught up with the rest of the group and they soon neared a small boot on top of a hill where the Weasley's and The Diggory's were already waiting. They all grabbed onto the boot, Shane's hand brushing George's on the way, and Mr. Diggory counted down from 3. "3…2…1!"
Shane got pulled from behind somewhere around her stomach and was launched into the air. A couple seconds later she landed in a rumpled heap in between Fred and George. "Uh… That was odd…" she muttered getting up and watching Mr. Weasley, Mr. Diggory and Cedric floating down from the sky. "Show offs…" Shane heard Fred mutter.
They began walking again when the Diggory's spilt up from the Weasley's. Shane waved good-bye to Cedric and he waved back. George crinkled his eye-brows at her strange action. "How do you know Diggory?"
"I met him at a Quidditch game last year. He was leaving the field when we played against Hufflepuff and on my way to see Harry, I bumped into him," explained Shane.
"Ah," George said skeptically. "I see."
"Um. Okay? C'mon, everyone else is ahead of us," she pointed out and ran ahead of George, following the Weasley's into the mass crowd of people. George stood there quizzically for minute baffled but soon sprinted to catch up with his family.
The large family soon reached their tents and the boys and girls split up into their own tents. When Fred and George were examining the tent they were assigned to, George heard someone scream, "Holy shit!" from the girls' tent. George laughed at Shane's "Shaneness" and went to sit down with Fred, waiting for them to be signaled that the Quidditch game was going to start.