Quinn's Horrible Problem
DisclaimerI do not own any characters except for ones you do not recognize. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling.
A/N: Do not laugh at my character's name, I like unique names.
Another year at Hogwarts was going to begin as Quinnella sat at her window seat gazing out.
"I'm bored to death." She sighed.
"Quinnella, get down here right now! Did you forget we're going to Diagon Alley?" yelled her mother.
"Oh yeah, I totally forgot. And by the way, it's Quinn, not Quinnella!!" she yelled back.
Quinn jumped down the stairs to find her mother waiting for her at the bottom.
"Come on. You were supposed to meet the Weasleys an hour ago."
Quinn pulled her jacket on and walked to the fireplace. She took a pretty jar on the fireplace mantle and threw some of its contents into the fire.
"See you later, I'm going to buy quills for us" her mother said.
Quinn stepped into the fireplace and yelled out, "DIAGON ALLEY!"
She covered her face with her arms as her honey brown hair whipped about her body.
She finally stopped spinning and came tumbling down a fireplace.
"Quinn, are you all right?" said a familiar voice.
She looked up at the ashy freckled face of George Weasley and smiled.
She flung her arms around him.
"George! I can't believe it's you. I've had the most boring summer of my life!"
"Qu- Quinn, not here. Mums right over there buying new books." George mumbled.
Quinn looked over his shoulder and saw Mrs. Weasley scowling.
Quinn walked over and put on a cute, girlish voice.
"Mrs.Weasley, what pleasure to see you again."
"Quinn, it's good to see you to." Said Mrs.Weasley smiling.
Quinn's eyes sparkled with mischief as she looked over at the other Weasley children.
"How's ickle Ronniekins doing?" Quinn asked as she grabbed one of Ron's cheeks and squeezed it.
"Quinn, stop. Do you have embarrassed us all?" muttered Ron, turning a brilliant shade of scarlet.
"I'll never embarrass Ginny, right Gin?"
"Quinn do you think you can show me the Bat Boogie Hex?" Asked Ginny.
"Yeah, when- Ron whose that knocking on the window?" Quinn said.
A/N: Can you guess who's at the window? By the way this is Quinn's fifth year at Hogwarts, which means, Harry's in his third. Now review!! Since this is the first ch.
Please keep reading, as it will get more interesting.