Chapter 1 From Meeting to Arguing

Alright, I like Fred Weasley. So what? It's not like I am one of those girls that starts giggling and bragging if he asks me to pass the salt. And I mean, it's not like ill get all snotty and ignore him if he gets a girlfriend, and I also won't just smile and giggle if we pass in the hall. I am above those girls, I am better, and I am his best friend. And, personally, I would rather stay his best friend than to date him for a month, than get dumped by him and never speak to him again.

I met Fred in first year, along with his twin brother George, and their best friend Lee Jordan. As usual, running late and just got on the train when it started to roll down the platform. So basically, my idea to get a compartment to myself, was long gone. However, I still did not want a compartment filled with snogging seventh years, so I made my way as quickly as I could to the nearest compartment. The only people in it were two redheads and a kid with wicked cool dreadlocks. I must admit, at the time the guys looked pretty nice and almost innocent. Boy, you really shouldn't judge a book by its cover, especially when the book is Fred.

"Do you mind if I sit here?" I politely questioned. They looked up, startled to see someone in the doorway.

They grinned in an evil way and one of the twins, I couldn't tell which one at the time, replied, "Of course not darling."

Oh god I thought to myself Of all the people I could be sitting with, of all the compartments I could have chose. I had to choose to sit with these loons.

I grabbed my trunk and started to drag it in the compartment when the kid with the dreadlocks spoke

"Would you like a big strong hott guy like myself to get that for you, my lady?" he asked hopefully.

I glared at him and continue to pull my trunk in the compartment until it was safely in the corner along with the other three. I sat down in the opposite corner of them, pulled The Daily Prophet out of my bag, and started to read through the sports section, minding my own business. Ok, correction, I tried to read, but it was just to hard to concentrate with those blokes staring at you. I mean honestly, it seemed as if they'd never seen a girl beforeAfter several minutes of continued staring, I decided to attempt to start up a conversation.

"So..." I asked, a little uneasily. "Is this your first year?"

"Yes." the three stated at the same time.

"And, ahh- what house do you three want to be in?" I remembered reading something about having to be sorted into a house before starting school but I had no idea how they sorted us.

"Gryffindor, you?" one of the redheads asked

"I am not really sure, I suppose I would like Gryffindor, or perhaps Ravenclaw, I don't really know much about the houses, being muggle born and all"

"Oh- and what did you say your name was?" the same redhead spoke.

At least one of them can keep up a conversation.

"I didn't, but it's Angelina Johnson"

"Fred Weasley," he replied holding out a hand.

"…and this is George," he pointed to his twin "And Lee." George waved but Lee took my hand and kissed it.

I smiled politely, not knowing if this was accustomed where he was from (wherever that was), yet screamed in annoyed frustration in my head.

Fred grinned at Lee and started talking in an undertone to George. George nodded and whispered something to Lee, who also nodded and smirked at me.

I cocked my head questioningly, but didn't say a word. I'm not usually one to be reserved or stand down when someone's talking about me, but hey, it was my first day and these boys were sketchy.

"Well, I'll talk to you guys later!" I said and hurried out of the compartment.

I had barely closed the door when,

"They bothering you?" a voice asked from behind me.

A boy a few inches taller and at least two years older had appeared by my side. He had the same red hair and freckles as Fred and George.

"What- oh, ah no. Not at all!" I lied.

I didn't want to start trouble before I even made it off the train.

"Alright, but if they do, just ignore them and try not to get on their bad side, they like pranks."

This didn't sound so bad. Pranks weren't really a problem for me, and at times I found them rather fun. A little prank couldn't hurt anyone, it couldn't be that bad, could it?

"Might I suggest heading down two doors on the right there are two girls also in there first year. A blonde named Katie and a darker haired girl, Alicia. They seem to be quite nice actually..."

"Alright thanks!" I gratefully replied turning on my heel and heading for the compartment. I opened the door and looked inside. Sure enough, there were two girls around my age talking quietly in the corner. One, Katie I guessed, was light skinned, had dirty blonde wavy hair in a headband and green-blue eyes, while the other, Alicia, had tan skin, hazel eyes, and dark brown pin straight hair that, like mine, was messily thrown up into a ponytail. They seemed to be trying to make a good first impression, each trying to keep the talk going, and slightly uncomfortable. They both seemed to realize that the door had opened and looked up at me.

"Hi!" I greeted nervously. "My name is Angelina Johnson and I was just er- ah...I just bumped into someone who said you two were also in your first year. And I was err- was wondering if I could sit down, the people in my compartment are a little odd."

"Sure" said Alicia politely. "I'm Alicia and this is Katie"

Although I already knew their names, I didn't want to be rude and interrupt so I smiled and waved as she introduced herself and Katie. "Could those boys possibly be Fred and George Weasley?"

I nodded. "And their friend Lee Jordan, I reckon he's the weirdest."

"Yeah" said Alicia "Some read headed bloke came in here a few minutes ago warning us about them, I believe his name was Percy."

"I think he might have been their brother," added Katie thoughtfully.

I sighed, relieved, and took a seat next to Alicia, across from Katie.

The three of us started talking excitedly, about school, homework, and Quidditch, which I was pleased to see that both Alicia and Katie liked it too.

We talked for a while, until it was dark, and when I was finally starting to get used to talking to them, and got a little calmer and less nervous about going to Hogwarts, something happened to change my mood. There would be a light knock on the door, then it would stop, knock, silence, knock, silence. That started to get me a little annoyed, but I tried to ignore it. After a few minutes of this happening, the lights went out. Katie let out a little scream.

"What happened?" I asked through the darkness.

"I...don't...know." said Katie "but I do know that I hate the dark."

Suddenly, there was pounding on the door of our compartment. Quite contradictory to the little knocks we were hearing before.

"Wha- What's is going on?" I said, now able to see the figures of Katie and Alicia in the darkness. "Do you think we've broken down?" I asked starting to get a little nervous.

"I don't really know," said Alicia. "Maybe we should go to the driver and-"

The door shot opened and a ray of light shone in. Obviously, the rest of the train had light. Three people entered laughing. Three people who liked pranks. Three people who went by the names of Fred, George, and Lee.

"We got you!" chuckled Fred.

"Oooooooh Ya! Bow down to your superiors!" George added.

Lee couldn't seem to talk. He was rolling around the ground pounding is fists in a fit of laughter.

"GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT!" I shouted pointing to the door. I had little tolerance when it came to jokes that involved me.

"Man, someone is a little cranky. Ah poor little Angie. It seems, that Angie here can't take a joke." Fred taunted. My face started to burn red. Now that ticked me off.

"Just go into your own compartment already!" I insisted loudly. Being an only child, I wasn't used to fighting, so I didn't have many good comebacks. Fred noticed this immediately. "Aww, poor ickle Angie argue for her life. Ickle angie must learn," I could feel everyone else's eyes in the compartment following the argument from me to Fred.

"Whatever." I sighed dropping to the bench in defeat. "Stay then."

"Ah, no. No these people are not staying in this compartment while I am here!" Alicia argued. "Well then" said George in a false offended voice. "I can tell when we are not wanted. C'mon Fred." He pause, looking at Lee. "Lee wanna stop looking up Katie's skirt and join us?" Katie, who had obviously forgotten that Lee had been lying on the floor sprang up onto the bench with a disgusted look on her face. Lee also stood laughing like mad and just as he was about to leave with his buddies,

SMACK!

Katie hit him hard across the face. Looking surprised at what she had just done, he held the injured spot and turned out the door, at almost a run. The twins followed him after winking at us.

"He wasny really looking up your skirt Katie." George offered before skipping merrily out the door.

"Ahhhh!" said Katie, as soon as they had disappeared out of sight. "The nerve!"

The rest of the train ride went by rather uneventfully. The three of us continued to talk, but not as heatedly as we had before the interruption. Stepping down off of the train and onto the platform with an excellent view of an amazing castle, I didn't know much of what this school would hold for me. I didn't know if I would remain friends with Katie or Alicia, nor what House I would be sorted in to. I hadn't a clue if I would ever play a game of Quidditch, and I wasn't sure what classes I would excel in. One thing I knew for sure though. At this moment, I did not like Fred at all.