Hey! FredOC! I absolutly LOVE Fred and George so I mad an OC story with them, I plan on updating alot, but I may disapear at points.

Anyway, hope you enjoy chapter 1!

PS: I DONT ONLY HARRY POTTER, IF I DID, I WOULDN'T BE ON FANFICTION

Life Sticks.

Simple as that, and no one can tell me otherwise because they don't live my life.

But if they did, I'm possitive they'd say the exact same thing.

It all started year's back when I was 8. When my grandma died. She was the only one who appreciated my non-muggle abilities.

It got worse when I turned 10. My sister had went and got herself pregnant, at 15, meaning I had to move out of my room and sleep on the couch for a rather tough 7 months. Untill we moved and they could squeze my bed into one of the walk-in closets in my sister's room.

Not fun when you had to go to sleep at night listining to your sister and her boyfriend making love.

But, it started to get better the summer after my 11th birthday, when I got a letter. I had been excepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

My parents wern't too thrilled, thinking that someone was pulling a prank, they burnt my letter. My last sliver of hope that life wasn't completely unfair; gone, for what I thought was forever.

To tell the truth, I mopped around for about a week.

When the second letter came I was beyond exstatic and hid it in my room/closet so my parents wouldn't see. But unfortunetly, the next morning my mum came in to wake me, because my best friend had come for a visit. When she saw the letter I got grounded and yelled at.

And then, I gave up. I gave up pretending to be happy, always smiling, always laughing and cracking jokes at serius moments just to make them smile. I gave up trying to add a chipperness to my tone, and i gave up holding back my opinion.

In otherwords, I cracked.

And, trust me, all hell broke loose.

It was the last week of August, and in that last week, I had made it so everything important to me, was gone. My sister refused to talk to me, My mom refused to notice me, and my dad didn't even look me in the eye. Suddenly all the pictures up on the walls of me just disappeared, all of the presents I had given them, and all of the cards or pictures I had made for them, gone.

And I didn't give a crap.

But I think what hurt the most was when my niece would come running to me, and they would do everything it took to take her away from me.

By August 29th, everyone in my entire family had disowned me. It's not a nice feeling.

Now, remember how I said it would get better? Well here's the turning point.

The morning of September 1st, there was a rather laud banging on the door. I had jumped up from my spot in the kitchen and raced to the door before my mother or sister got to it.

"Hel-" I started but was completely shaken at the sight of the rather frightening man on my family's doorstep.

"'Ello there, You young Hazel Waters?" The giant asked me.

Staring up at him, I slowley nodded my head, to shocked to speak.

"Well good thing you answered this door, Ol' Dumbledore said yer fam'ly's a bit off with this wizarding stuff. Th' name's Rubeus Hagrid- but call me Hagrid, I'm 'ere to take you to Hogw'rts School of Witchcraft an' Wizardry. " The man said.

Stuttering, I responded in a shaky voice, "R-really?"

"Ye-" Hagrid started but was interuppted by the sharp voice of my sister.

"Who's at the door?"

"No one, Abigail." I said back. Truthly, it hurt that my sister hated me, but I was a complete bitch to her so it was fair.

"Really? Because I certaintly hear someone!" She said back, annoyed.

Turning around, i spoke in the coldest voice I could manage and said, "Mind Your own freaking business."

"Who are you?" She spat at Hagrid.

"Rubeus Hagr-" He started but was cut off once again.

"Never Mind that. Why are you here?"

"'Scuse Me?"

It got pretty ugly that day. My parents got mad that I was just going to let some stranger take me, and I got mad at them for actually caring.

Anyway, Hagrid took me to Diagon Ally. It was amazing.

The whole day passed by quickly, and before I knew it, Hagrid was telling me about the station and how I needed to get to platform 9¾. My family had moved from Canada to Britian and I had never been on a train before, but I still knew that even in Britian there was no such thing as a platform 9¾.

As I was walking through the station I saw a rather large group of red head's in front of me. Thinking that they were just some wierd family that carried a rat everywhere they went, I lost interest. Then I heard the oldest woman yell,

"Platform 9¾ this way!" That caught my attention.

I started to walk more slowly so that I stayed close behind the group.

When they stopped however I didn't notice and ran into one of the children; he seemed to be about 2 years older then me.

The boy hunched forward at the impact but luckily didn't fall. He did turn around and glare at me though.

I walked around to stand beside the group, so that i could see what they were all staring at.

"Alright now, Charlie, go ahead." The woman I had heard earlier said the the boys. The tallest of the 4 boys whith carts moved forward and and stood directly across from one of the piller's between the platform signs. Watching in amazment, I gasped as he ran straight at it. I had thought he would just slam into it, but no, he went straight through it.

"You next, Percy." The woman said. The boy I had bumped with my cart stepped up next. After seeing him run through I spoke up.

"E-excuse Me?" i spoke in a small voice, thankfully, the woman heard me.

"Yes dear?" She said in a sweet voice.

I gulped and embarassment over took me, "H-how do...um..." I awkwardly pointed at the wall.

The children at her side's laughed, making me feel stupid for asking.

"Ron! Ginny! Just because you know how to get to the station and she doesn't, doesn't make it unrude to laugh!" the woman barked at the two kids.

She turned to me and then said, "It's alright dear, it's Fred and George's first year at Hogwarts too." She gestured to the two twins left from the group of carts.

They both smiled and said, "Hey." at the same time.

And, well, that was how I met Fred and George Weasley, who are currently my best friends. But that was two years ago, and with me being a Hufflepuff, and them being Griffindors, it's a little hard to always get along. Meaning, If any Hufflepuff gets them mad, and I don't side with them-which happens alot- they usually don't talk to me for a few days; or weeks.

It's summer now, and I am about to enter my 5th year at Hogwarts. Hopefully, the twins will light up on the pranking.

As I pulled my suitecase onto the cart, I groaned. Why couldn't I just use magic to lift this thing? I'll admit, the age law for using magic can be quite a pain in the ass sometimes. I lifted up my carrying bag-full of Hogwarts books- and placed in carfully on top, then finally putting my owl Cow on top. Most people laughed when I got my owl, for I screamed "COW!" when I saw him. But to be fair, Cow does have black spots on him, so they should have just shut up.

I stepped behind the cart and heaved a sigh as I started pushing it. Is it just me, or do the teacher's purposely give you heavier books each year?

"Damn Minestry." I mumbled, deciding that the Minestry of Magic was to blame for how heavy our school books were.

I scanned the crowd for any sign of red hair and sighed. Fred and George had made it a point to hide from me every year before the train left for Hogwarts. Well, that was my theory. If not, they're just so good at annoying me that they do without even trying.

I hope this year will be better. The other years seemed rather boring, and with Serius Black on the loose, the school's got to have some excitment bubbleing within. Honestly, I feel bad for Charlie, and the infamous Bill. It seemed that nothing happened at Hogwarts but learning when they went there.

Another reason I was excited for this year was because Percy's leaving. Percy and I had always gotten along. Other then the reason I was Fred and George's best friend, Percy could have been a rather good friend of mine. But sadly, Fred and George were my best friends. Which ment that I could never have a boring study-filled day with them around.

I jumped as two arms wrapped around my mid-section, and I screamed as they lifted me up and started spining around.

"We missed you so much!" George shouted in my ear.

With my eyes tightly shut, I screamed, "Put me down!"

Once I felt the ground benieth my feet, I spun around and punched both Fred and George's shoulders. Covering they're shoulder's with fake hurt, they gasped.

I gave them each a cold glare.

"Come On. The hug wasn't that bad. . ." George said amusedly.

"Yeah, it was onwy a wittle hug." Fred agreed in a baby voice.

"It's not that!" I said, exsasperated, "You jerks didn't write one single letter. ALL SUMMER!"

"Yeah, about that." Fred started.

"We were in Egypt all summer." George finished.

Rolling my eyes, I said sarcasticlly, "Yeah, I mean, It's not like you were in the paper or anything. I mean what was I thinking? It's not like, if you know, there WAS a paper, it said you were only gone for July."

I watched in amusment as realization crossed thier features. Fred spoke first.

"Y-you saw that?" He asked, knowing he was in deep shit for not writing.

"Mm-hm."

"Well-"

"You see-"

"we ment to write-"

"it's just-"

"you know-"

"we're US-"

"we don't really do that kinda stuff-"

"it-"

"Dudes! Enough, ok? I get it." I said, thoroughly confused at what they were trying to say. Well, I know what they were trying to say and that was, 'We're to frickin' lazy!'