Fred Weasley and the Raven:

Chapter One: Best friends meet

Fred/OC

(It's jean Ravens first year at hogwarts with fred a George weasley. But Hermione, Draco and his posse are all in 5th year.)

Jeans pov:

Let me explain what's going on here real quick. My name is Jean Raven I am I muggle born. And today is my first day at Hogwarts.

**_%_**

I look at the magnificent train in awe it looks brand new. I bring my trolley to the baggage handler and get on trying to see every thing at once. I walk down the corridor at look in to a compartment of three boys all in emerald green.

They look up and sneer at me. The Blonde is the first to speak,"Oh look Crabbe Goyle a first year. Who are you then?"

"Jean Raven." I say nervously"and do you mind if I sit in here?"

"Sit? You? A mud blood sitting with us pure bloods? School must be desperate if there sending for crazies, especially hideously ugly ones." The other two snicker as I try to hold back tears.

I back out and close the door and walk further down tears falling quickly. The train lurches forward and I trip over my feet. I'm about to hit the ground when two pairs of arms loop around each of my arms and pull me up quickly.

I open my eyes and see two identical faces looking at me,"Here come sit with us." I follow the boys and sit across from them. They glance at each other worriedly. "Are you ok?"The one on the left asks.

I feel more tears fall as i remember what the blonde had said to me. I look down and start to cry. The one on the right gets up and loops his arm around my shoulders and pulls me in to a hug."It's all right, Fred and I will protect you. You can trust us."

I look up and into his brilliant blue eyes popping against his flaming orange hair. Wiping my tears away,"Thanks Fred, thanks..." I trail off hoping to hear my others rescuers name.

"I'm George twin of that quiet lump of brother over there." He gestures at Fred. I giggle and look over at Fred and instantly notice how different they are.

While George had blue eyes Fred had a light brown. And George had a slay of freckles along the bridge of his nose while Fred had them all over. Their hair was also different lengths Fred's was longer. "I thanks Gred." I say looking at Fred. "Thanks Forge." I look at George with a smirk on my face.

"Wow all ready for got our names huh?" Fred questioned.

"They're nicknames silly.?" I giggle at him.

"Oh... We well I would love to know your name." He winks at me and I blush slightly.

"Jean Raven." I say quickly. I tense up and close my eyes getting ready or insult like the blonde boy had done.

Ten seconds... Twenty seconds..."What's wrong Jean?" George asked.

"You looked like you were waiting for someone to beat you." Fred added.

"Before I tripped I asked three boys in green robes if I could sit with them. It's my first year I don't know any one. The blonde one said some thing about me being a mud blood and how I'm a hidi-"

"Oh look at this. Reliving our little meeting are you mud blood? See you found some other crazy ones. Well who are you then?"

Fred and George clench their fist and stand up the tips of the ears turning visibly red" First, we are not crazy and neither us she. Second we are Fred and George Weasley the best pranksters in all off the U.K. Perhaps you've heard of us?"

"Of course I'm heard. Father works a Job that can barley sustain you. House is too small for a family of your size. Your stumpy mother scaring the wits out of all. Tell me is she really that fat?" I can almost feel the rage that pours off the twins.

"Go away and leave them alone." I say standing up behind George.

"Oh standing up for you boyfriends are you? Wellguess what mud blood that's not gonna work on me." He sneers.

I only smirk and walk past them, suddenly filled with great courage. "Say that again sorry I couldn't hear you quite well from back there."

"That's. Not. Gonna. Work. On. Me. Mud bl-" he only gets have way through the word when my fist collides with his jaw in a left hook. Followed by a double punch to the gut, then a powerful uppercut to his jaws sending him sprawling backwards against his posse boys and out of the compartment.

"And with that I bid you adue." I smile and slam the door shut and face the twins. The shocked look seemed stitched their faces. "What?"

"That was amazing!" Fred exclaimed a grin filling his features. I have to admit he was pretty cute when he did that.

"How did you do that? One minutes your crying over something the next your whooping Malfoys butt!"

I just shrug and smile at them." That's it Fred my dear brother, I volunteer we keep her with us. "

"I agree. I like her she's got, well sass." He smirked and winked at me causing my cheeks to flush.

I smile and take my place next to Fred as we sit back down. "So what year are you guys in?"

"First, same as you. What house you wanna be in?" George replied.

"House? What do you mean house?" I ask looking at them curiously.

Fred was the one to respond."Hogwarts has four houses:

Gryffindor which is the bravest and noblest

Slytherin which is the cunning and mistcheif

Ravenclaw which is the wisedom and knowledge

Hufflepuff which is the noble shy meek yet strong

I want to be in Gryffindor."

"Hmm, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw seem more like me. What do you think I should be in?"

"Gryffindor." They say in unison. I smile and kick them softly in the shins.

"Ah I'm so hurt." Fred says while rolling his eyes.

"Oh do I need to kiss the booboo all better for the little baby." I say elbowing him softly.

"Prat." He mumbles.

George and I burst out laughing. We all talk and laugh for the rest of the train ride.

End of chapter. Please leave a review please be nice this is my first fic.

Chapter Two: Sorting Ceremony

Jean's POV:

The rain was pouring down outside the compartment. I glanced over at Fred and smile as he draws a silly face onto window. I reach over and add tiny dots as freckles and an arrow pointing at Fred. He looks over and smirks.

"Ugh get a room you two." George whines. I look down as my face heats up.

I punch his arm. "Bully."

"Don't hurt my twin I feel it to." Fred states grabbing his arm in mock hurt.

I open my mouth to respond but the train lurches to a stop. I close my eyes and take some slow breaths.

"You ok?" They ask in unison.

"Yeah I'm fine let's go."

We get out and hear the booming voice saying," Firs' years! Over 'ere!" He looms above us as his voice makes our ears ring. "Four to a boat."

I walk over in the back unsure where to go when I look over and see George waving me to the boat they're in. "Come on Jean!" I smile and bound over their and sit I front of Fred and between George.

"Thanks guys." We turn and watch as the great big castle loomed over us. I shrunk down a little suddenly feeling tiny.

I jump as Fred grabs my hand gently. I turn back and smile at him.

**_%_**

"Weasley,George!" The lady said. He walked up the to three legged stool and placed the hat on his head.

"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat shouted. Cheers were heard all around as he went to sit next his twin.

"Raven,Jean!" I walked up there my knees shaking slightly.

.'What if it was a mistake? What if I'm sent back? What if everyone hates me?' I push those thoughts back and listen, nervously my eyes locked on Fred's.

"Gryffindor!" It's shouts after a few dreadfully long seconds. I sigh in relieve and go to sit by the twins.

"Told you so." They grin.

"Yeah yeah shut up and let's- oh never mind..." I look at the empty plates as my stomach growls softly. Thanks goodness it was loud as every one was greeted.

"Hey I'm Hermione." I look up and see a brown haired girl looking at me and holding her out to shake.

I take it,"Jean. Nice to meet you Hermione." I smile.

"Sorry if I'm being really strait forward but... Are you pure blood half blood or muggle born?"

I sigh and reply," My parents are both non magical." A nervous and unsure shake enters my voice.

"Am I being mean? If so I'm sorry I was just curious if any other muggle borns were here." She said looking down slightly.

"No your fine!" I say quickly" it's just the first people who asked that were really mean about it..."

"Was it Malfoy? I swear that ferret is no good to anyone but himself."

I burst out laughing and Fred and George were on me in a second flat."Is there a joke being said with out our knowledge? I'm ashamed miss Raven."

I giggle and explain the joke. They are hugging their sides and tears streaming"THATS PURE GOLD!"

I laugh along and glance over at the table of emerald green robes to see him and even more if his muscle men glaring at me.

I nudge Fred and George and point over at the table"they're gonna kill me aren't they?"

"Not while I'm around." Fred say, flexing his bony arm.

I loop my arm in his and swoon on him,"My hero!"

"Always Jeanie." He ruffles my hair.

"Fred get off her and look at the amazing food!" George whispers.

I glance over and instantly my jaw drops, the previously empty plates were now stacked extremely high with food.

The juicy sirloin steaks still sizzling, the potatoes steaming the drinks still cool."It's magic." I chuckle filling my plate.

After the wonderful food were lead to our house dormitories by Charlie Weasley-Fred and George's brother- and put to bed.

Fred and I are the last to go to bed. I punch his arm and run away giggling like a maniac. He follows me and disappears as I hide behind the couch.

I stand and before I can call his name he tackles me over it. I gasp and try to wriggle out of his grip. I fail.

"Fred let me go!" I laugh.

"Hug me first!" He says tightening his hold.

"Fine!" I turn around as well as I could and hug him around the middle.

He relishes me."Night Jeanie see you at breakfast."

"Night Gred!" I kiss him on the cheek and run up the stairs to my four poster bed.

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Chapter Three: Hero's and Villains

Fred's pov:

She had done it. Jean raven was stuck in my head. The way her silky brown hair flow behind her when she walks. How her eyes shine when she laughs. With her voice so deliberate and strong.

"Fred? Are you ok? What are you staring at me?" Jean asked waving her hand in front of my face.

Fred blushed and mumbled"Sorry."

'I was staring at her oh my gosh she must think I'm so creepy.'

"It's fine I'm flattered you choice me to stare at me." She said as her cheeks pinks slightly.

"I um... I-"

"Mr. Weasley. Miss. Raven. Is this something that will help with swish and flick?"

"No professor, Fred was just asking me a question." She lied easily.

"Alright." He replied.

I smile at how easily she came up with that lie.

"How'd you do that?" I ask.

"Easy my parents question me all the time. So professors of magic are no different." She said winking at him.

I snicker and bellow at the too of my lungs," WINGARDIUM LEVIOSA!"

The feather flies up and explodes above my head. I duck impulsively and shriek.

Every one burst out laughing, I stand up and look over at George. He's laughing his head off.

I look down embarrassed and feel a small hand brushing the ashes and dust out of my hair. I blush as I relies who it is.

"Thanks."

"Don't stress." Jean whispers back.

**_%_**

"Well well well. If it isn't the little Gryffindor Mud-blood and her pet weasel. " Malfoys sneered as they walked to the table for lunch. Jean kept walking with her head held high. "She doesn't love you weasel. Get that through you thick skull."

I walk away my fists clenching in and out. 'I don't love her she's just a friend. But what about in charms you were staring at her. Yes she's pretty but- see she's pretty shes smart she's funny. What's not to love?'

"Jean do you love me?" He asked before he could stop himself.

Her eyes widened," I love you and George both... You guys are like my brothers." She said quickly looking at her sandwiches.

"I'm sorry Malfoy got to me an-"

"It's fine Fred honestly. I have to go to the library." She got up and left. I watched her go my heart sinking deeper every step she took.

"Wow. Where did that come from?" George asked.

I start explaining the whole Malfoy thing, when I feel a hand tapping my shoulder. I turn around and she a severely pissed off Hermione glaring down at me. She grabs my arms and drags me to the second floor girls bathroom.

"What are we doing here Hermione?" I ask tentatively.

"Shut up and listen." She puts silencing charming me and drags me in the bathroom. She drops me and goes in to a toiletry area* "Jean? Are you ok?"

My heart drops as I hear her name and quiet sniffles.'Did I cause this?'

"No... Life is cruel and I only have three people who'll help me if I fall." Jean spits out, her voice cracking.

"That's all you need. You have me George and Fred. We're here for you. We will protect you." Hermione says softly.

"Freddidaethingtomethough?" Jean states quickly.

"Ok, slow down and repeat please."

"Fred did something to me though."

"What did he do?"

"He was to perfect. With his gorgeous eyes. And his red hair that just... And he's flirty and kind yet funny and smart." Her voice quiets to a whisper. "I think I might be in love with him."

If Fred could have gasped he would have been found in his hiding place. I got up slowly and walked to the stoll and leaned against it. With silent magic I carved 'I love you too Jean ~F.' Then ran out the door.

**_%_**

I ran into to George as I exited the bathroom. I mean ran into him. We fell in a tangle of limbs down the stairs.

"Gah! Fred what the bloody hell!?" George exclaimed as he push me off of his legs.

"Running. You?" Fred said shortly.

"Trying to find Lee. I think you broke my body." He groaned.

Fred let out a short bark of laughter. And pulled him up to his feet. They walked along the corridor to the great hall.

"So any reason you were running out of the bathroom? A girls bathroom I might add." George inquired.

"No no reason." I say grinning at him.

He looks at me curiously. And snorts just starts jogging down the hall again."Whatever Fred. You know you can tell me anything right? I won't judge you. I might tease you a bit, but not judge."

"I know but I'm not sure if I believe it myself." I mumble before heading after George.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter but if I did Fred would still be alive and I would be married to him.

Any way hope you enjoyed. :)

Chapter Four: Fears and Diaries

(I don't own Harry potter but I can write and add to fanfiction any charecters I want so... BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA )

Jeans pov:

I heard someone walking towards me. I shut the book and shoved it under my pillow just as Hermione's bushy head poked through my curtains.

"Hey Jean. How are you doing?" She said sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Better..." I fall back on my pillow and sigh."Why did this have to happen to me?"

She smile sadly," Maybe he likes you back."

"No not that but you really think he could?" Her voice grows hopefully.

"Well he did ask you if you loved him, and besides what's not to love? Your pretty. Your smart. Your witty as heck and your the ultimate prankster. Remember the stunt you did with flitwiks wand? That was pure gold!" She said chuckling at the memories.

I blush and pull out the diary, it had just been sitting on the ground no name no writing.

"Look at this." I open it and write down 'Hello' on the page. The ink sinks into the page.

'Hello again Jean.' fancy writing replies.

"Whoa." Hermione exclaims. "That's cool. But also dangerous."

"I found it in the and floor girls bathroom. It's a good way to let it all out." I feel a tear tool down my cheek and hit the page.

I look down and watch it sink into the page as well.'Are you ok Jean?' The fancy writing replies.

I smile. "I'm fine." I say closing the book softly.

"You should turn that in to professor Mcgonigle. It could be really dangerous and I don't want you to get hurt in my friend." She puts her hand on mine and gives it a squeeze.

I smile and pull her into a hug. "Thanks Hermione. Your a good friend."

"So is Fred. He does care about you." She whispers.

"I'm gonna go to bed now ok?" I say pulling away.

"Ok. Good night."

"Night." As soon as she leaves I pull out the diary and again and start out toward the astronomy tower for some peace.

**_%_**

Fred's pov

I look up at the roof of my four poster and sigh. I had lunch running through my mind. 'Why did I ask? I'm so stupid!'

I pulled the pillow over my head and pressed it onto my face. It smelled of cinnamon, of her... I sat up and shook my head trying to clear it.

11:50 George would be snoring soon. I get up and pull on my jumper not wanting to hear his bull frog snores.

Walking into the common room I see Jean closing the portrait hole. I smirk and follow her out, keeping a safe distance behind her.

She jumps as the floor creaks below her. I snort loudly. She spins around clutching her wand.

I put my hands up and say," Its just me don't do anything you'll regret."

"Like what?" She retort crossing her arms and cocking out her hip.

I wLk up to her and along my arms around her shoulders. "Like ruin the gorgeous face of mine."

She start laughing softly and puts her wand in her pony tail. "What are you doing up? Tomorrows Christmas."

"I could ask you the same thing. But I was gonna go to the Astronomy tower."

"Hey me too. But I guess your gonna make me go back to bed huh?"

"Now why would I do that?" I start walking ahead. "Come on silly head."

"Fine you brat, race ya!" She runs past me in a brown and red blur. I laugh and chase after her.

We get to the tower and skid to a halt. "Ha I win!" She whisper yells triumphantly.

"Only because I let you." I say heading up the steps behind her.

"Yeah right." She opens the door and walks to the edge, looking over the lake. The full moons shines on her, her eyes distant but strong. I smile at her.

"You very beautiful." I say before I can stop my self.

She blushes and looks down a lock of hair falling in front of her face. I tuck it behind her ear and trace my fingers down her jaw.

**_%_**

Jeans pov

I shiver as he hand goes down my chin. "I'm not beautiful..." I whisper moving away from him.

His arms wrap around my from behind and pulls me into a hug. "Yes you are. You are so beautiful."

I blush even more and turn around in his arms to look at him. "You really think that?"

"Jean, I know that." His hand cups under my chin tilting my face up slightly.

I look deep into his chocolate brown eyes.

He looks back.

I lean forward at the same time he does. Our lips meet in the middle just as the clock strikes midnight. Sparks dance down my spine and on my lips. I feel my heart beat faster and my breathing stop. I close my eyes and move my lips against his.

Chapter Five: Couples?

Jeans pov:

Easter break was coming to a close and the kiss was replaying over and over in my mind. I unconsciously touch my lips and smile.

Hermione looks at me curiously. "Are you ok? You keep touching you lips." I blush darkly put my hand down.

"It's nothing. Nervous twitch. " I say shortly.

"Ok then. So when is Fred going to be over?" She asks. I smile and look over at her. My eyes glazed over as I thought of Fred my mind once again returning to that kiss.

"Any minute now." I say quietly trailing off.

"Then I shall bid you a good day." She gathers up her stuff and opens the door. Fred is standing there with his fist raised to knock. "Hey Fred, have fun Jean."

"You too Hermione. Come on in Fred." I say gesturing at the couch. He walks in and looks around. I close the door and stick my thumbs in my back pockets.

He looks at me and smiles, "You look very comfortable." I snort and ruffle his hair.

"Want something to drink?" I ask heading toward the kitchen.

"No thanks. Could I talk to you though?"

"Sure, what's up?" I sit down next to him on the couch.

He leans over and kisses me again softly and sweetly. I kiss him back. "I'm sorry shouldn't have gone that." He looks down.

I grab his hand, the room suddenly warmer. "It's ok, does this mean we're a couple?"

He squeezes it. "I don't know. My mom would say we should wait until 4th year. But I say atleast 3rd."

I smile and kiss his cheek. "End of 2nd?"

"Sure." He smiles. I move closer to him and just look. "What are you staring at Jean?"

Reaching up I focus on a faint white scar below his left eye. I brush over it softly with my finger tips. His hand comes up and covers mine.

"How did that happen?" I ask still looking at it.

"My older brother for got to put his broom away, and so I thought it would be the ultimate prank to leave it up in a tree." He chuckles. "So I get in and fly it to the top of the tree. Then with out them thinking I get off the broom and fall 67 feet. When I land I bounce and land on my feet completely unharmed except for one scar where a branch got lucky."

I put my hand over my mouth to stop my self gasping. "How did you not die?"

"Well aparently the broom caught my legs taking most of the damage from the fall."

"That's amazing! I wish I had stories like that. You are one lucky kid." I say kissing his scar.

He blushes and looks down.

**_%_**

Fred's pov

I blush and look down. I can tell she's smiling as she ruffles my hair. I meet her eyes through my hair and smirk. "Wanna pull a prank?"

"You read my mind, can you do it again? Cause I got one in here." I put my hands on her head and close my eyes.

"You really want to prank the mother of this prankster?" I say making one up on the spot.

"You guessed it." She smiles wickedly.

**_%_**

"Mum... Dad... I'm going over to a friends house to spend the night if you need me send Emerald with a letter. Love you bye." She says as she walks out of the house.

"Ready to go?" I ask leading her to where my father was standing. She nods "Dad this is Jean the girl who beat up Malfoys son."

"Well, you miss Raven have been all Fred here and George talk about. And your amazing pranks." He says shaking my hand.

**_%_**

Jeans pov

I flush and glare at Fred who shrinks a little and shrugs. I roll my eyes,"Are we going to get going?"

"Yes we are, now Fred if you'd show Jean what to do."

"Sure. Basically hold it in to my arm and don't no matter what let go." I grab his arm and grip it tight.

Mr. Weasley turned on his heal and my breath was taken away. I felt like I was going through a 1inch pipe. We land and I gasp.

"You ok Jean?" Fred asks putting his hand in my shoulder. I cough a bit and nod.

I look up at the house before us and smile." This is brilliant!" Fred and Mr. Weasley beem down at me.

"Come, Molly will have lunch ready by now. "

"I hope your hungry mum always make enough food for 20." I gulp and laugh nervously. "Don't worry they'll love you."

I roll my eyes and jog ahead to catch up with Mr. Weasley. "So You work at the ministry?"

"Ah yes I do. But that's not interesting lets talk about the muggels. What is the use of a rubber duck?"

I snort and cover it up with a cough," Well as kids like babies we use them as floatation devices in a bath."

"Ah finally someone gives me a strait answer." He shoots a dirty look at Fred. Who smiled and looks back at me. I smiled back and winked at him.

He blushed and look back ahead. I run up ahead and smack his head. Running further I hide behind a tree. His chuckle reached my ears, I jump and start to climb on the low branches.

He come up below me and stop. "Sneaky one are we." I hold my breath and move slowly out of sight. "Found you." He turn around and starts up the tree.

I smirk and jump down running back to Mr. Weasley. "Hey Fred what are you doing?"

He twist around to face me and I wave from the door. Jumping down he tackles me. "Sneaking little brat." I laugh and push him off.

"Come along kids Molly'll be waiting." Mr. Weasley calls from the open door. Fred runs inside and I go in after him only to stop when the smell of amazing food hits me full on.

I look around and see Hermione and Ron and Harry on the couch. Fred meats up with George and walks up to me.

"Enjoying your self Jeanie?" They say in unison.

"Cause we-" Fred started.

"Had an idea-" George took over.

"For the prank-"

"And wondered-"

"What yours was." They finish together.

I grin at there twin speak knowing I was the only one that could follow what they were saying.

"Stop that it's giving me a headache!" Ron calls from the couch.

"Well ronniekins if-" I start.

"You don't like it you-" George picks up, throwing an arm around my shoulder.

"Can go somewhere else-" Fred adds.

"Cause we are the prankster gods. And you don't want to feel our wrath." We all say in unison.

I start cackling wildly and pretending to pick him up and throw him out the door. The twins tug sleeves and lead me up to their room.

"First of all, prankster gods?" I say still laughing.

"It seemed good at the time. You didn't have to go with it." George says matter of factly.

"Eh it's fine now what's your idea?" I sit on Fred's bed and they sit on George's.

"Well at dinner..."