Chapter 1: Hopeful Acceptances

The gangly red headed girl stood outside the abandoned, rundown building. The sign that read 'Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor' was faded and lopsided. The windows were broken and the door hung off its hinges. The girl let a sigh escape before pulling her wand from her back pocket.

With a wave the sign was removed and with another the windows were repaired. She then proceeded to reattach the door and enter through it. The paint was chipped all over the walls and the ceiling. The floor was cracked and the furniture over turned. Brandishing her wand once more, the girl was able to restore the room to its previous state.

From her pocket she pulled a miniature box that she expanded to its original size. From it she took out multiple candles of different sizes and shapes. Once lit, they floated to different places around the room, making it much brighter as the sun set.

Looking at her work, she said out loud, "Well, for the first day's work, it's pretty good." Her Irish accent was noticeably heavy. With one last glance, she extinguished the candles and made her way back to the virtually empty Diagon Alley. On her way out the door she solidly slammed into someone causing them both to fall out the door. She landed with an 'umph' on top of whoever this mystery person was.

"Hi," said an out of breath voice from below her. "If you don't mind, could you get off? Please?"

She quickly crawled off of the man beneath her. "S-sorry," she stuttered. "I'm really sorry." Giving him a hand up, she finally got a look at him. He was also a tall, gangly red head. When he got a look at her, they both chuckled at the same time.

"I'm Fred Weasley," he said, putting his hand out.

"Oh, I know. I'm Ellie Macnair," she said with a smile. Fred's own grin faded at her surname. "Yeah, dear old dad, real charmer he is," Ellie told him sarcastically. Fred still looked at her strangely, obviously suspicious. "Yeah, Death Eater's daughter, better run away. Well, actually that's what I did." Before his eyes, Ellie's appearance changed, her long, curly red hair was still long but straighter and black in color. Her body was shorter and her features more pronounced with high cheekbones and aristocratic features. Her green eyes were now grey and her freckles were gone.

"You're a Metamorphmagus!"

"Yeah, I ran away and changed my appearance, hopefully I stay hidden," she explained, changing back to her previous appearance.

"You look like a Weasley, you know?" Fred told her.

Ellie thoroughly blushed before saying, "Well, the Weasleys were sort of my inspiration." Fred smirked at her, obviously thinking highly of himself. "It's because you guys aren't exactly popular among my father's 'colleagues'."

"Oh, yeah, I'm sure that's the reason," he joked.

Finally remembering what had caused their conversation, Ellie asked, "So, what were you doing outside my door?"

"Oh, right. George and I saw the lights on, and we wondered whether Fortescue was back or if someone else was reopening it. So you're shop is it?"

"That it is," she answered proudly. "Just bought it from Florean Jr. who got it when his father disappeared. Not the best circumstances, but there are enough abandoned shops already, and the less of them closed down the better. Right?"

"Yeah, I guess so. So what are you opening?"

"My very own sweet shop, with a lot of my own creations. I know Hogsmeade has Honeydukes, but what does Diagon Alley have? It's always been my dream," she explained cheerfully.

"You remind me of a pair of twins who are both devilishly handsome and equally ambitious," he teased with a wink. She laughed before he asked her something that had been bothering him. "So you live upstairs or something?"

"Well not yet, it'll take about a week before I can make it livable, Fortescue just used it as storage so it needs to be changed around. It needs to be separated into rooms and a bathroom needs to be added. I'm staying in the Leaky Cauldron for now."

Fred thought for a moment before grabbing her wrist and running down the road, "Come on, I need to ask George something." Seeing as she didn't have much choice, Ellie followed Fred to a building only four away from her own shop. The windows were bright and colorful. The whole effect made Ellie quite dizzy if she was being honest.

"Wow," she exclaimed. "So this is Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes."

"Yeah, and you haven't even seen it when it's open," said a voice from behind her. Ellie turned to see Fred except not in the same clothes as Fred, therefore making him George. His blue eyes were just slightly brighter than his twins. Looking at him, Ellie's stomach starting doing back flips. She just grinned at him like a fool.

"George, I need to have a word," Fred told him, gesturing for him to follow. They walked into the back room as Ellie moseyed around the shop. She found a bright pink section that held a large sign advertising Wonder Witch products. Ellie found the cutest little creatures in the box labeled Pygmy Puffs. "Aw," she cooed. "They're so cute. But Ajax wouldn't like one very much."

"Who's Ajax?" asked a voice from behind her, making Ellie jump. "Is that you're boyfriend?" It was George, Ellie learned upon inspection.

"Haha, very funny, Ajax is my pet Niffler," she answered.

"Didn't Kettleburn say they make bad pets?" questioned Fred as he joined them.

"Yeah, but I've had Ajax since he was born, he's been trained to only hunt treasure on command."

"That's pretty awesome. So, speaking of Kettleburn, did you go to Hogwarts?" asked George.

"Yeah, I was a year ahead of you in Ravenclaw. It was bitter sweet I suppose."

"How so?" wondered Fred.

"Well I missed your legendary escape, but I also missed being taught by the Toad," Ellie explained. "So why did you bring me here, Fred?"

"Well, I have decided, due to my chivalrous manner, that you cannot live in the Leaky Cauldron. You will stay in the spare room in our flat until yours is done. I just needed to consult my dear brother, who agrees entirely," he answered.

Ellie felt conflicted. She knew the twins were good people; all the Weasleys are good people. But she had just met them officially, but the little voice inside her head was saying more time with George! She couldn't deny her feelings but she was still too confused by them.

"Sure," she answered. "But it is only for a week!" They nodded before escorting her to the Leaky Cauldron to get all of her stuff. She packed her one messenger bag and put Ajax in his basket before paying Tom for her previous night's stay.

Back at WWW, the twins showed her the room she'd be staying in. Ellie had to laugh. The walls were neon orange and all the furniture was neon blue. The two colors were blinding bright, but they had Fred-and-George written all over them. The furniture was also shaped oddly; the nightstand had three legs and the bed hung down from the ceiling like a swing.

"What's so funny?" they asked with identical amused expressions.

"It's just so... you," she explained with a giggle.

"Yes, yes it is," Fred agreed.

"Now come on, food time," chimed George. Ellie hadn't realized until that moment how hungry she was. "Fred, do we have any food?"

"Don't think so," he replied.

"My god, you are such guys. Let's go through your kitchen." Ellie lead the way to the small, unused kitchen at the end of the hall. After looking through all of their cabinets and the muggle refrigerator. "Wow, you were right. Do you guys ever eat?"

"Of course we do," they answered in unison. "We just eat at the Burrow and then bring stuff back." With a raised eyebrow, Ellie went back to the fridge, and took out the eggs and butter. She quickly found a pan and fried six eggs. "Bread?" Fred pointed to left most cabinet. Ellie pulled out a moldy and stale loaf of bread. With a quick charm the bread was edible once more. Another quick wave of her wand and the bread was toasted and buttered. Before she could even ask were the plates were, George brought them out along with silverware and set the table. Ellie served them all their food before saying, "Well, I guess it's dinner."

Fred and George seemed to disagree as they inhaled their meal in minutes. "I love you," Fred proclaimed and George just nodded in agreement, his mouth to full of food to form words.

With a small blush, Ellie muttered, "It's only eggs and toast."

"Yeah, but you could give our mum a run for her money, and she's the best cook we know," George told her, causing Ellie to blush more. "So does your shop open tomorrow?"

"No way. I need to redecorate and actually make some stuff to sell. Then there's the whole problem of me having no money because I ran away. And I need to name the shop."

"You ran away?" George asked, clearly puzzled.

"You didn't tell him?" Ellie questioned Fred. He just shook his head sheepishly. "My name is Ellie Macnair. My father is a Death Eater and a major bastard. I ran away because he wanted me to pursue the 'family business'. I refused point blank and there was a nasty row. I'm also a metamorphmagus and I usually look like this," Ellie explained, changing her appearance the same way she had for Fred. George just gaped at her. She nodded her head, agreeing that is was beyond bizarre, before changing back to her former appearance. Waving her wand to clean all of their plates, Ellie continued, "You guys are going to have to call me Ellie James, okay? I trust you guys to not rat me out to Death Eater's, I'd change my first name too, but they all know me as Eleanor." The twins nodded in understanding.

"But doesn't your father know you want to open a sweet shop?" asked George, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

Ellie laughed, "He couldn't have cared less about what I wanted to do so he never bothered asking. The only person, who knows, other than you guys, is Professor Lupin who found me in Hogsmeade where I was working and staying at the Three Broomsticks. He was having some trouble and I gave him some advice. He returned the favor several times and it was really bizarre because he was once my teacher. But he's the reason I got the nerve to buy my shop."

"We see Remus quite often," George told her. "He's a member of the Or-" But George didn't finish on account of the elbow in his side courtesy of Fred.

"He's a member of the Order? As in of the Phoenix? Wait. So you guys are members too?" Ellie asked excitedly. "That is so cool," she said without an answer. Fred glared at George. Sure they wanted to trust Ellie, and if Remus did than that was a good sign, but they still couldn't be sure. "Do you think I could join?" she questioned hopefully.

"Erm, we'll ask Dumbledore," Fred answered before George could. George wanted to agree that she could join right then and there but, with a pointed look from Fred, he just nodded.

Ellie just grinned at them. She had heard all about the Order of the Phoenix from her father. The Death Eaters detested the lot of them, but they were Ellie's heroes. She knew they had to be careful when trusting her, but she would prove she was trust worthy.

"So you said you make your own sweets? Could you tell us about some?" George asked, trying to change the subject. Ellie got a wicked grin before running to her room and taking two things from her bag. Returning to the kitchen, she gave Fred a piece of taffy and George a piece of orange candy. They each ate them hesitantly. "George, you have to let that dissolve in your mouth and Fred you have to chew the taffy. That's the only way it works," Ellie explained. With a shrug of their shoulders the twins did as they were told.

Fred immediately shouted, "I don't think they'll be as cool as our inventions." He quickly covered his mouth with his hands, surprised that he had said such a thing out loud. "I'm suspicious of candy given to me by the daughter of a Death Eater," they heard a bit muffled. "George very obviously f-" but he didn't get to finish because George had also covered his mouth and it seemed four hands combined were enough to drown out the sound.

As George touched Fred's hand, the latter screamed. "You shocked me," Fred accused.

"No I didn't, look," George told him, poking him in the chest to prove his point. But this time he felt the static shock too. "That is wicked awesome," he said out loud, clearly understanding the candies effects. He too got a mischievous grin on his face as he continued to poke Fred rapidly. But when Fred he was safely hidden in the bathroom, George turned on the laughing Ellie who immediately sobered up and ran to her room, hiding behind the door. As George entered slowly, she tackled him from behind, both tumbling onto the bed. George began to poke her mercilessly, each shock causing her to jump. And once the effects had worn off, George switched to tickling her.

The two lay on Ellie's bed laughing their heads off for ten solid minutes before Fred thought it safe to come out of his shelter. Just seeing the two laughing people made Fred join in. They were clutching their sides and leaning against each other, unable to stop their fit. Fred stood in the doorway, chuckling at how utterly mad they looked.

When they had finally calmed down, Ellie lay on her bed in the middle of the twins, all of them lost in their thoughts, each thinking along the same lines. Fred was relieved he hadn't finished his sentence from before and spilled that George fancied Ellie. George was thinking the exact same thing but also about what Ellie would have done if he had said it. The worst ended with her running away, never to be heard from again. The least life altering consisted of her just laughing it off. The best in George's opinion was how they took a walk around Diagon Alley where Ellie admitted to feeling the same thing. That situation ended with a very satisfying snog session. George quickly shook his head, returning to earth.

Ellie's thoughts consisted of things that could have been the end of Fred's sentence. Her favorite was actually the truth, George very obviously fancies Ellie.

George's question of, "So what did you give us?" broke her from her thoughts.

"Well Fred had some Tattle-Tale-Taffy, it comes in severities, and the one he ate was low causing him to spew three things he had been thinking. And you had a Static-Shock-Sucker which makes it possible for you to shock people with out having to actually create it."

"You're quite brilliant," George concluded.

"Well I'm going to call it a night, coming George?" Fred said, standing up. "Night Ellie," he called from the doorway.

"I better get to sleep too," George said to Ellie. She nodded as he stood up. "Good night." He walked to the door where he paused before turning suddenly; he then gave Ellie a fleeting hug and all but ran to his room. Ellie chuckled with a goofy grin on her face. She put on pajamas before getting into her bed, Ajax leaving the comfort of his basket for the first time to lie next to her. Her last conscious thought was, Should be interesting, living in the same flat as the infamous Weasley Twins.

Author's Note: So this is my new story! Please review! I hope you like it. So some information to know, Ellie is a year older than the twins and her birthday is April 12th, so in this chapter she is 19 and the twins are 18. This chapter takes place in the end of August after everyone visits WWW in Half-Blood Prince.

Thanks for reading!