(Note that in this, Fred and George finished their last year of school in the Goblet of fire. And that I own none of this, other than the plot line, and the Turner family.)

Thursday morning... Well, if you count morning as when you wake up, if not, then evening. Thursday evening: 3/30/17

She sat up and raked her hands through her hair. Though, there wasn't much hair to rake through, it didn't even reach her shoulders. It was a shade of red, very light, with orange and a bit of Platinum blonde. She had not always had her hair that short, but she had begged her parents to let her cut it shorter. Eventually she got her wish, and not her hair was perfect, in her opinion at least, other than the color. To be specific, the LENGTH was perfect, the color needed to be fixed, especially since there was a few strands of hot pink. Which wasn't hot at all. She had her hair red and orange before but she wanted Platinum Blonde, she had tried to go straight from red, to Blonde, it ended up pink. Her eyes were emerald green, with bits of gold flowing into them. Her outfits were never much, pajama pants and a tank top most of the time, jeans and a t-shirt if she ever left the house, but that was barely ever.

She stood, climbed her way out of her messy room, and dragged her feet across hard floors on her way to the kitchen, which wasn't empty. Her mother stood by the sink, washing the dishes with her wand.

"Morning mum." She greeted as she opened the fridge. Nothing much in it, just a few leftovers from the previous night and some random ingredients.

"Morning Addison." Her mother said as she took a sip of her coffee. Addison shut the fridge and made her way to her laptop, nothing new, other than a few things on twitter. She sighed and sat down in the living room, but the very second she hit the couch... "Addison! We have new neighbors! I wanted you to bring some cookies I made over there. I'd have May do it, but she's getting ready to go back to Hogwarts after spring break.

Addison had finished her Hogwarts years, and May (Her little sister.) Was on her second to last year. Addison was glad it was over, Harry Potter was always getting everyone in trouble, she had enough of it. She wanted to get out of there. She still worried for her younger siblings though. She had a Hufflepuff sister (May), and two Gryffindor brothers (John and Jason). Harry was on his second to last year too, then maybe the school would go back to peace, hopefully.

Addison had heard from May that there was a new defense against the dark arts teacher there. Shocking. Anyway, she was Dolores Umbridge. Apparently she was the worst teacher ever. May said she was surprised that anyone could live with it, Addison probably wouldn't have. She would find a way to 'get rid' of the teacher without anyone noticing.

"But mum!" Addison begged. "I had my entire day planned out!"

"Let me guess, sit on the couch until two, and then sit in front of your computer until bedtime?" Addison's mother guessed. She didn't respond. So she groaned and got up.

"Do I have to invite them over for some dinner or something?" Addison asked as she slipped her Hogwarts hoodie over her head. She popped each of her fingers one by one, that was a bad habit she had developed a few months ago. She couldn't stop no matter how hard she tried.

"No, of course not, just bring them this plate." Her mother said. She grabbed the plate and put on a fake smile, just to add the extra effect. She walked to the door.

"If these people are jerks, I'm never giving cookies to anyone ever again!" Addison shouted out to her mother.

"What ever Add." Her mother called back. Addison smiled and shut the front door. She walked down the halls of the apartment compound. Lucky for her, it was a magical compound, no muggles could even see it. Most purebloods weren't allowed in, unless they weren't snooty jerks. Then the owner would make an exception. Addison was a Halfblood, both of her parents were wizards, but her grandparents weren't. Yet, somehow, Addison still ended up as a Slytherin.

Addison knocked on the door, neighboring her own. The was the shuffling of feet inside, then a muffled shout that Addison couldn't make out. The door opened.

Oh no. No. No. No.

She was expecting some random witch or wizard! Not a old schoolmate! She had never spoken to him, but he was one of THOSE Gryffindors. No doubt his twin was somewhere in the apartment.

"Weasley?" Addison asked.

"Turner?" The twin asked. Addison nodded. "Never expected to run into you after school, especially not in pajama pants." The twin laughed. Oh Salazar. She had expected a random person, so she didn't put jeans on. Now she at least wished she could tell which twin he was. Maybe that would make her feel a little better.

"Oh, yeah, I didn't know it would be someone I knew, so I didn't bother." Addison paused to look at the kittens on her pajama pants. Yup. She was a Slytherin, talking to a Gryffindor, while wearing kitten pajama pants. And better yet, the kittens were cartoon. He chuckled again. "My mum said to give you these. She gets me to deliver them to all the new neighbors." Addison said, holding the plate of cookies out. He grabbed not only the plate of cookies, but Addison's hand as well, he brought her inside, shut the door and yelled.

"George! We've got cookies!" Oh. He was Fred. Well, at least she knew.

"Yes! Mum refused to send more. Told you if we moved out we could do whatever we wanted. How the bloody hell did you get-" George emerged from behind a wall without a shirt and just jeans on. He dropped his toothbrush. "Hehe, hey Turner, be right back." George said before disappearing again, but Addison caught him glaring at Fred before he left fully. She let out a laugh after he was out a view. Fred smirked.

"He just woke up, he refused to wake up until lunch time now that school's over. Its bloody ridiculous, but, judging by your hair and pants, I'm guessing you just woke up too?" Fred asked, he popped one of the gingersnap cookies in his mouth. Addison raked her fingers through her hair, but it was no use, it just looked messy naturally.

"Yes. What else do you expect from a Halfblood Slytherin?" Addison asked. Fred smirked and shook his head.

"I guess I shouldn't expect much. What have you been into lately?" Fred asked. He sat down at one of the red stools at the countertop. Addison hadn't taken time to look around, after all, she didn't mean to be here long. It was beautiful though. The kitchen was warm, and seemed to be the perfect size for a few people to use. The cabinets were a cherry-type wood, but they seemed more the Weasley's style. It was orange, with red flowers painted on the wall, they seemed to sway with the spring breeze, bloom and shine brilliantly, they even faced towards the light. The counter were made of a dark brown marble, that made the flowers on the wall seem more alive. There was a counter with two or three red and gold stools in the center of the kitchen. Which had a great view of the living room, which was red and gold entirely, there was a fireplace that reminded Addison of the Gryffindor common room (Which she had managed to sneak into once during her years at Hogwarts, but she was caught by none other than Fred himself).

"Nothing much, Iv checked in with Pansy once or twice since our school days, but I haven't done anything but sit around my parents house really. How's the shop?" Addison asked. He looked back at the wall George had appeared from and shrugged. He popped another cookie in his mouth.

"We've lost some business with the whole Umbridge thing, but we'll get it going again, I'm sure of it." Fred said. Addison nodded.

"I bought the little Umbridge thingy. There's a string that runs over my Laptop in my bedroom that she crosses. She's quite entertaining to watch when I'm on it, my laptop I mean." Addison said.

"Must have been a day I wasn't there, I take joy in selling those little things." Fred chuckled, Addison joined.

"My sister says she's a-"

"Alright, cookies, where are they Turner? And are they poisoned?" George asked as he walked into the room, rubbing his hands together. Fred took the plate of cookies and put them behind his back.

"There aren't any cookies." Fred joked. George walked around innocently to where Addison was standing. Fred furrowed his brows and tilted his head. Addison almost laughed at the interaction between the twins. Suddenly, George grabbed Addison from behind, his left hand went across her chest to grab her right shoulder, and his right hand wrapped around her waist to keep her pinned. She gasped.

"Are you sure there isn't any cookies?" George joked threateningly. Fred looked between Addison and George. "Because, if there isn't, I'll just have to trade Turner so I can buy some." Addison rolled her eyes.

"You know I can easily get out of this?" Addison asked. George nodded.

"Course I do. I just don't think you will." George said.

"Fine. Fine, I don't want Addison to end up traded, and I don't want my brother in the floor because Turner decided to flip him." Fred said, he got the cookies back out from behind his back, he popped anther one in his mouth before putting it down fully though.

"I wouldn't end up on the floor." George grumbled as he popped a cookie in his mouth. Addison and Fred both looked at him and smiled.

"You would."

"You so would." Addison said. George shook his head and ate another cookie.

"Pajama pants Turner?" George teased. "Better yet, kittens are on 'em." He added when he got a look at them.

"Shirtless Weasley?" Addison teased back. "Better yet, your pale. The both of ya." Fred chuckled again, George huffed but smiled. All three of them grabbed another cookie.

"In my defense, I didn't know anyone was here." George said.

"In my defense, I didn't know my new neighbors were going to be schoolmates. I just thought it'd be some random old people." Addison said. Fred and George both shrugged. Addison shut her eyes for a moment, still tired and unable to help it, by the time she opened her eyes, both of the twins had moved. Wait. She had moved too. Where was she? She sat up. Sat up? She was in a bed? She was just sitting at the counter. She looked around the room, she could tell it was Fred's because of the sweater sitting on the end stand, it had a large F on it. She hadn't fallen asleep had she? Did the twins move her to Fred's bedroom? She looked at the clock on the wall, it had only been two hours.

She stretched and groaned. She raked her hand through her hair many times, looking in the mirror on the wall, trying to hide the hot pink under the orange. She took off the Hogwarts Slytherin hoodie to reveal her green tank top. Maybe she could sneak out of the house unnoticed.

"You know, your adorable when you sleep? George couldn't even help me bring you in here because he was afraid he'd wake you with how much he was laughing." Fred said from the doorway, startling Addison. He chuckled. She felt her stomach do a flip. How long had he been there? He leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed. He smiled and looked at the floor.

"Umm. How long have you been there?" Addison asked. He smirked and shook his head, looking back up at her.

"Since you woke up, I was coming in here to get with sweater when you started to stir. You know you've been asleep for two hours? You must not sleep at night." Fred said, he walked in the room, towards her. His shoulder bumped hers gently as he went to get his sweater.

"I do sleep at night, sometimes." Addison defended herself horribly. He shook his head.

"Well, it seems you like sleep as much as my brother. Just not at night." Fred said, he leaned against the wall next to her and messed with the ends of his sweater sleeve.

"I guess-Oh my Salazar, my mum-"

"Your Mum came by an hour ago to make sure we were serial killers that had kidnapper her daughter. Once she saw who we were, she said you could stay here as long as you liked." Fred interrupted her. Addison nodded and sat on the bed.

"I'll have to go back eventually, my online friends will think I'm dead if I don't get back." Addison said. "I left my phone at the house, because, like iv said many times before, I thought I was just dropping off cookies."

"Phone and Online. Pretty sure Dads spoken of muggle things like that before." Fred said. Addison's mouth fell open. Who didn't know about the internet!? "I'm kidding, I know what it is. I'm a Pureblood, not a idiot." Addison let out a sigh of relief. She didn't want to explain that. Not when she was this tired.

"Good." Addison said. She yawned.

"So this is why you wear Pajamas everywhere? So you can sleep wherever you go?" Fred asked. Addison shook her head and laughed.

"No, course not. I usually have jeans. I just wasn't in the mood. I woke up like ten minutes before my mum sent me here." Addison said. He shot up straight.

"That reminds me! Can you get your mum to send more cookies?" Fred asked. Addison's eyes went wide.

"You two hogs ate them all already!?" Addison shouted. He smirked and nodded.

"Best cookies we've had since we finished school!" Fred shouted back.

"She's awake isn't she?" George asked as he appeared in the doorway.

"Yes, she's right here." Addison said. George rolled his eyes.

"I must be interrupting something." George said, eyeing the Hoodie on the end of the bed. Addison went wide eyed.

"No! No. No, you weren't. I'm going to go get my phone, and put on some jeans." Addison said awkwardly. She grabbed her hoodie and went to pass George. George chuckled at her reaction and she could hear Fred curse at George.

Addison walked in her front door and rushed to her bedroom without saying hello to anyone. She got a pair of jeans, it was her only pair left, they were denim with rips in the knees and rhinestones on the back pockets. Silver and green naturally. She had charmed them to different colors. She grabbed her phone and checked it, no notifications. Thankfully. She snuck her way back to the twins apartment and knocked on the door again. She watched George open the door.

"Fred went out to get dinner. He's bringing back enough for you too." George said and invited her back in.

"I can pay for-"

"He insisted on buying it. Don't even try it. He likes to buy things for other people." George said. He walked to the fridge and got out a bottle, the liquid was orange. "Fire whiskey?"

And that's how Addison's story starts... Next chapter will be out soon.