AN: I don't own anything in this story. Misty is an OC of mine. This is my first fic!
First Year
I was just minding my own business, sitting by myself nervously in my compartment. I was on the Hogwarts express, waiting to get on my way to Hogwarts for the very first time. I didn't know anybody else that went to Hogwarts and was worrying that I wouldn't make friends. I wouldn't call myself shy exactly, but a little on the reserved side, and sometimes I had difficulties relating to other people. However, I was determined that I would find a group of friends. Luckily for me the answer to my problems was about to show up in my compartment.
I was sitting looking out the window with my jade green eyes and playing absent mindedly with my chest length straight purple hair, when two identical red-headed boys burst into the train compartment, laughing wildly about something. It took them a couple of seconds to realize that they weren't alone.
"Oh, hi, sorry to burst in on you." The boy on the left said.
"We were just running from our older brother." The boy on the right said, laughing. "Slipped some dung bombs in his pockets!" He laughed harder, the boy on the left started laughing again too. After they had sobered up a bit, one of the boys held out his hand to me, and I took it hesitantly. "I'm George Weasley, and this is my brother Fred." Fred held his hand out as well grinning widely.
"I'm Misty Dawnning, nice to meet you." I tried a smile but was feeling nervous. I looked hard at the two boys trying to figure out a way to tell them apart. I noticed that George was slightly taller and had green flecks in his blue eyes, whereas Fred was obviously shorter, but had more intense hair.
"Well Misty, do you mind if we share this compartment with you?" Fred asked.
"Not at all." I responded, gesturing to the seats across from me. The two boys thanked me and flopped down across from me. We sat there in silence for a minute, but I decided that I had to try to make conversation. "Are you two in your first year too?" I asked tentatively.
"Yup." George answered. "I can't wait to get sorted! Everyone in our family has been in Gryffindor, so that's probably where we will end up. Mom thinks we might end up in Slytherin though, on account of all of our pranks." The two looked at each other and smirked. I knew all about Hogwarts and the four houses, and the castle from my parents who had gone to Hogwarts. I wasn't sure which house I would end up in.
"My mother was in Ravenclaw, and my father was in Hufflepuff, so I'm not really sure where I'll end up." I said. "Gryffindor would be cool though, I'm not too keen on Slytherin." Fred and George nodded their heads in sync. "Both your parents were Gryffindor's?" I asked.
"Mhmm, same with our three older brothers." Fred answered.
"You've got three older brothers?" I marveled. "I always wished I had siblings."
"Well you can have some of ours." George smiled. "We have three older brothers, a younger brother, and a younger sister."
"Wow." I had to do a quick count in my head. "Seven kids? That's gotta be a houseful." I was actually pretty jealous. Being surrounded by family had always been a dream of mine.
"It is." George agreed. "But, it's just something you get used to. You know? I can't imagine not living in a place without all the noises and craziness of a big family. I think it would probably feel pretty lonely."
"It is." I confirmed, mimicking George unconsciously. "I actually spend quite a lot of time by myself. My parents are both really career oriented…I don't see them much." Fred and George looked astounded.
"If we didn't have mum and dad watching us so closely we would get into so much trouble." Fred grinned and looked at George, they both sighed.
"It would be wicked!" They both said at once. I chuckled a bit.
"I guess I'm not as mischievous as you two." I said with a grin. The twins exchanged a look.
"We can fix that." They said in tandem again. I laughed and realized that I was letting my guard slip, and so easily around the twins. I was normally more guarded but these two were good at breaking down barriers, I could tell.
I passed the journey to Hogwarts chatting and laughing amicably with Fred and George. It was a little hard telling them apart at times but by the time we got on the boats I was getting the hang of it. Their personalities were very similar but George was a little calmer than Fred, something that I picked up on almost immediately. As we sailed toward Hogwarts for the first time I couldn't help but stare in awe at the huge castle.
Once inside we were greeted by a severe looking witch who called herself Professor McGonagall. She herded all us first year students into a room off the great hall and instructed us to stay put until she came back for us. I waited nervously, trying my hardest not to look like I was freaking out. I don't think I was very successful because George took my hand and squeezed it reassuringly to keep me from playing with my hair. "There's nothing to worry about." He grinned and then dropped my hand. Professor McGonagall swept back into the room announcing that it was time for the sorting. We all followed her into the great hall; I gasped looking at the ceiling that was bewitched to look like the sky. I didn't have long to ogle about the room before my name was called and I nervously made my way up to the stool where the sorting hat was. McGonagall put the sorting hat onto my head and it immediately started talking into my ear.
"Interesting." It mused. "Very interesting, it looks like you have family ties in every house. Hmm, I don't think Hufflepuff is correct for you, nor Ravenclaw. I sense bravery for sure, but it looks like some cunning under that, plenty of brains to be sure." The hat kept going on. "Slytherin could benefit you without a doubt, but, I feel as though it had better be…GRYFFINDOR!"
I smiled and flounced off toward the Gryffindor table. The sorting too awhile, but eventually Fred and George each put on the sorting hat in turn. The hat sat on Fred's head for about three or four minutes, obviously being hilarious because he was chuckling the whole time, before calling out Gryffindor. George went next and the hat took a little longer, George sat very still and serious up until the end when he laughed uproariously while the hat called out Gryffindor.
When I finally got into bed that night I was strangely exhilarated and happy. I was so looking forward to the rest of the school year.
The first year of my schooling went by in a blur of lessons, feasts, and pranks from the Weasley twins. It was without a doubt the best year I had had so far in my life, and I was a little bit disappointed when I had to go home. I wasn't looking forward to the silence of my house, and my lack of friends at home. George noticed I was out of sorts on the train ride home and waited till Fred had gone to use the washroom before he said anything. "You alright Mist?" He asked.
"Uhm… I'm fine. Just going to miss school, my house is going to be so much quieter in comparison. And…I'll miss you guys; there is no one my age around home." I looked away and out the window as I finished talking. George frowned and was sitting thinking for a minute before he said anything.
"I'll talk to my mom and see if you can come stay with us this summer." I grinned.
"I would love that." I smiled.
"I'm sure mum won't mind." George grinned at me. Fred re-entered the compartment. George told Fred about our plan for me to come and stay with them in the summer and we started planning pranks and other things that we wanted to do, chatting excitedly all the way back to London. When we pulled into platform nine and three quarters and got off the train, we saw a trio of red heads waiting, a plump older woman and a little boy and girl. Fred and George ran over to them, and the older woman hugged them to her, tears in her eyes.
"I missed you boys!" I could hear her exclaiming. I saw Fred and George's older brothers Charlie and Percy make their way over to the group where their mother squished them into a hug. George saw me standing a few feet away and beckoned me over. I slowly made my way over, feeling nervous for some reason.
"Mom, this is Misty Dawnning, one of our best friends at school. Misty, this is our mother Molly, and our little brother Ron, and our sister, Ginny." Molly smiled at me, and Ron and Ginny waved shyly at me.
"Of course, I've heard all about you dear! I'm so glad to meet you!" She put her hand on my arm in a motherly way. "Are your parents here yet?" She asked glancing around.
"Oh, no, they are not picking me up. My grandma will be here in a bit though." I replied, trying to mask my disappointment that my parents wouldn't be picking me up.
"I see." Mrs. Weasley said, not seeming to understand why my parents wouldn't be there. "Well, I'm sure we will see you this summer, no doubt my boys have already talked about having you over." She smiled looking at the twins with a knowing face. "I'll send an owl to your parents making sure it's alright that you stay with us, and then make arrangements for you to come and stay." I smiled at her.
"Thanks very much Mrs. Weasley." She smiled a little sadly at me, no doubt feeling sorry for me.
"No problem dear. Come on you lot, I want to get lunch started, you all must be starving!" She patted my arm one last time and started herding all of her children off the platform. Fred and George hung back to give me a hug.
"See you soon!" They chorused and both attacked me in a rib cracking hug. I hugged them back smiling.
"Ya, see you soon!" I grinned and waved as the twins hurried off to catch up with their family. Alone now, I scanned the platform, hoping my grandmother would be there soon.
AN: The first couple chapters of this story are not going to be too in depth about the school year. The story will pick up and bulk out in the F&G's sixth year. But I wanted to provide a little back story.
