September first 1991

The platform of nine and three-quarters was heaving, crowded by families. Parents seeing their children off. George Weasley had just walked through the barrier after his twin brother Fred. His brother turned his head slightly, nodding it towards the direction of their friends.

'Come on, this way.'

Following his brother with a grin racing off after him stopping when they neared the compartment door their friends had been standing by. Lee Jordan who was slightly shorter than themselves and Angelina Johnson. The very first two people who had been able to tell the identical twins apart. Their friend Lee was loud much like themselves although he hated flying he loved Quidditch. Ange was a teammate of theirs and his brother had taken a liking to her. Fred fancied the pants of Angelina. Who for a girl George supposed was quite good looking, she had long dark hair and dark skin. Her brown eyes warm and a soft smile on her face. It was no wonder his twin liked the girl and damn she could outfly anyone. Best Chaser they had on the team.

'Fred, George, have a nice summer?' Lee asked.

'Yeah, but I missed you, Ange,' Fred replied with a sly smile on his face.

'Give over, you saw me days ago in Diagon Alley,' Ange said

His brother's attempts at flirting with his crush were actually quite hilarious. George had teased Fred about it all summer. Considering that this year was their third year and they had gotten permission to go to the village of Hogsmeade, George didn't reckon it would be long for his brother to ask her out on a date. He shared a knowing smile with Lee who returned one of his own.

'I've got a tarantula to show you once we get inside,' Lee grinned.

'Really, I don't want to know what you plan on using it for,' said Ange.

'Our younger brother, Ron, starts his first year at Hogwarts.'

'He fears spiders, we figured we could use it as a welcome present.'

'Honestly,' Ange said rolling her eyes.

'That's better than what they told Ron about how Hogwarts sorted students ... they told him, he would need to get past a troll.'

Angelina laughed. 'Come on, let's get our things on.'

George rolled his eyes when his twin looked at him expectantly, so he helped his brother lift Angelina's trunk on board. After they had got their own trunks on along with Lee's, George turned his head to look around for his mother. Their mother would want to fuss about as she saw them off when his eyes caught the sight of a small girl. Her hair was raven black and it was messy. It fell down in a short bob to meet the line of her chin. A hair band placed in her hair by the front of her head, near her fringe, probably to keep it in place. He guessed she must have been the same age as his brother by the looks of her. She looked like she was going to break as she tried unsuccessfully to pull her trunk.

George looked around, why was no one helping her? He couldn't see anybody that looked like they were her parents. Why was she alone? He snapped out of his thoughts and made his way over to her. As he approached her, he heard her huff. Looking around once more to see if her parents were nearby but it was clear from her struggles she was alone. She actually looked cute now that he was standing close enough to be able to tell. Her skin was fair but not as much as his own. Her face a little taunt, pink lips, lips that were currently between her teeth. Her face was set in a frown; like she was trying to figure out a problem. He almost laughed at the sight. He had liked girls before sure, but there was something about this girl he just couldn't put his finger on.

'Does the pretty lady need a hand?'

Green eyes tore into his own. His breath caught in his throat. He had never seen such vivid green eyes before. Her eyes had widened with surprise, then narrowed into a calculating look. George raised his brows at her, waiting for a reply.

'A hand would be nice,' she replied in a small soft voice.

George turned around to find his twin, well Fred owed him one anyway. He spotted his brother standing near their mum.

'Oi Fred, give me a hand.'

His brother walked over, frown on his face. George indicated to the trunk, then to the train, earning an eye-roll from his brother. Once more they manage to lift a trunk onto the train.

'Thank you, I wouldn't have been able to do it alone.'

'Never fear, Fred.'

'And George, are here.'

'To save the day.'

'Now fair lady we'll be on our way.'

George walked slowly behind his brother as they headed towards their mother, so she could fuss over them and Ron. Percy had disappeared to the Prefects' compartment, so at least their elder brother had escaped. Once their mother had finished her fussing over Ron and they promised to look after him and look after him they would. The twins sat down in the compartment with their belongings in. Leaving Ron behind with a small plump boy who had a rather firm grip on a toad.

'So who was the girl?' Fred asked.

'Girl?' Lee confirmed.

'Georgie here helped a girl out with her trunk, looked like she was starting first-year. I think he's got a crush.'

'Just being a gentleman, my dear brother.'

'Still think your crushing, dear brother.'

'So who was she? Girls got to have a name.' Ange said.

'I don't know,' George answered them, 'but I sure intend to find out.'

'Sounds like a crush to me.' Ange said.