HELLO!

*waves at all the readers*

This is my first fanfiction, so I hope it's alright. I'M COUNTING ON YOU TO GIVE ME CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM! But please, no flames!

Disclaimer: I am not J K Rowling. If I were, Fred Weasley would've lived and married a young, cute, asian witch named Amaya and had seven mischievous, red-haired children! The only thing I claim the ownership of are any OCs I may include. *nods solemnly* VOLDEMORT OUT, B*TCHES! (- that was a reference)

~Amaya~

Fred's POV

I swear I will never forget the day that my best friend became an official student at Hogwarts. Nowadays, I wonder how in the world she got accepted. I had never seen a lick of magic out of her as a kid, and now she's best in our year. It seems like just yesterday that she shocked us with the Hogwarts Acceptance Letter she had received . . .

Knock knock knock!

"George, get the door, would you?" Mum called from upstairs.

"I'm not George, I'm Fred!" I complained, going to get the door anyways.

I yanked open the front door and saw Cairo "Cai" Agatha grinning up at me. I tried to shield the inside of our house. You see, Cai was a muggle. She also happens to be George's and my best friend. We can't let her know about us being wizards or else we'll get all the world wizarding world in trouble.

"It's okay, Freddie! Feast your eyes on this!" Cai shoved an envelope into my face.

I grabbed it from her, examining front. "Blimey, Cai, is this for real?!"

"Yep!" Cai replied, looking proud of herself. "And I'll be allowed in your house now, right? I figured that's why I've never been allowed in, because of this whole secret wizard world thing."

I was still gaping at her Hogwarts Acceptance Letter as I let her inside the house, or The Burrow, as we referred to it as. Cai took a big sniff, then exhaled. "Wow, so this is what it's like being in a real life wizard house!" She went on to stare at Mum's self-washing pots and pans.

"George, get down here!" I called, finally tearing my eyes off the letter just in time to see my identical twin run into the room. All of us Weasleys have flaming red hair and mine and George's were cut exactly the same. We had the same blue eyes, noses, smiles; everything was the same, down to the last freckle.

"Fred, what's she doing here?!" He hissed, looking over at Cai, who was currently watching Mum's Clock. "Cai's nice and all - she's my best friend too - but she's a muggle!" I wordlessly handed my twin the Hogwarts letter. He looked up at me in shock. "You're kidding."

"I'm not kidding!" Cai told him. He jumped, having not heard her come up behind him. Cai pointed to the address. "See? Cairo Agatha, Attic Bedroom, Ottery St. Catchpole-"

"We see it!" George and I said in unison. We always seemed to know what the other was thinking. Cai just grinned at us. I couldn't help smile back.

She wasn't especially pretty, but she wasn't ugly either. She was just cute. She had short black hair, tied up in pigtails. Her eyes were emerald green. She had a sweet smile too. I'm glad she's going to Hogwarts with us. It'll so much more fun with her. I mean, pranking people without her just isn't the same. She taught us all the muggle pranks, and now we can finally teach her wizard pranks!

"Mum! Mum, guess what?!" George ran up to her as she came down the stairs, looking suspiciously at Cai. "Cai got a Hogwarts letter!"

I grinned at the memory. I mean, what's better than finding out that your best friend is going to the same school as you?

Cairo's POV

I can't believe that I used to be completely oblivious to the magical world. I mean, my best friends are freaking wizards for goodness sakes! I guess I just didn't think twice about all the strange things that happened around the three of us.

Oh well, at least I'm actually a witch and I go to Hogwarts with the twins! And what's better than going to the same school as your best friends? Being in the same house as them! I still remember the day that we arrived at Hogwarts . . .

"Lookit that!" I pointed excitedly out the window. I could make out a gigantic castle in the distance. "That's Hogwarts, right?"

"Yeah, isn't it great?" George said, through a full mouth. He had just started stuffing his mouth full of cauldron cakes. "Y'know, what if we made candies that could actually make you sick? It'd be great for pranking, and getting out of class too . . ."

I laughed. "We haven't even arrived and you're already plotting on how to skip classes?"

George just shrugged, grinning mischievously. "What can I say? I like to think ahead."

I realized that Fred was just staring at the castle, his eyes glazed over. "Whatcha thinkin' of, Freddie?"

"Hmm?" Fred looked up at me, blinking. "Oh, I was just thinking . . . What if we were put in different houses from each other?"

Our compartment was quiet for a few seconds. "Well . . ." George murmured, swallowing his food. "We could still be friends. I mean, just because we're not in the same house doesn't mean we can't hang out and pull pranks, right?" We didn't discuss the point any further.

Soon we had arrived at the Hogsmeade Station. Following Hagrid, a giant of a man, who was showing all the first years where to go, we eventually got to a lake. The three of us piled into a boat and the boat began to move by itself.

I gazed up at the huge castle. It looked even more spectacular close up! Fred still seemed nervous about us potentially being in separate houses. I squeezed his hand comfortingly and he smiled gratefully up at me.

We were lead down the Great Hall, with the eyes of all the older students on us. As we stopped near a stool with a hat perched atop, I noticed Percy. I nudged Fred and George and the three of us stuck our tongues out at him. I could hear him embarrassedly explain to his friend that we were "his pesky younger brothers" and their "annoying best friend." I nearly laughed at this.

I turned back around just in time to see Professor McGonagall peer at the first name on the list of first years. "Agatha, Cairo!" I skipped up to the stool and sat down. The sorting hat was placed upon my head.

I nearly fell out of my seat when I heard the hat thinking! "Hmm, very loyal and patient . . . But also a very brave girl . . . Smart too . . ."

I had no real preference, except I didn't want, under any circumstance, to become a Slytherin. I knew the twins would still accept me, but I don't think I'd fit in with my perky attitude.

"True enough . . ." I realised that the hat had read my thoughts and decided to try and stop thinking. "In that case, it better be GRYFFINDOR!" The sorting hat yelled the house out loud and the whole Gryffindor table, including Percy, began cheering.

I skipped over and sat next to Percy, waiting for Fred and George to be sorted. "Hello Percy," I greeted, smiling sweetly up at him. "How are you?"

"Fine, yourself?" Percy responded, almost smiling.

"I'm good," I replied. Then I asked a question that had started to plague my mind ever since I heard I was Gryffindor. "Do you think Fred and George will be Gryffindor?"

"I have no doubt in my mind," Percy said, relieving me. "They may be pranksters, but they really are quite brave. I suspect our whole family will be Gryffindor."

I smiled to myself as, "Dallas, Nathan" was sorted into Ravenclaw. At least Fred and George would most likely be in the same house.

After a while, I was starting to get restless. I tried to clap as "Jordan, Lee" was sorted into Gryffindor, but I was now sharing Fred's fears.

I could see the twins both looking at "Octavio, Samantha" with anticipation. She was sorted into Hufflepuff. It was getting closer and closer to their turn. I flashed them a weak smile, but only George saw it.

Finally, the name "Weasley, Fred" was called. I sat on the edge of my seat, staring at the red haired boy. I let out a breath I hadn't realised I was holding after the hat sorted Fred into Gryffindor.

Then it was George's turn. As Fred collapsed happily in the seat beside me, George was also sorted into Gryffindor. I hugged them both, completely ignoring that "Zettair, Jadyn" was sorted into Slytherin. We were all in the same house! This was the best day ever!