Hey all:)
First, thanks for choosing to give my story a shot. It's my first ever HP fic, so please be gentle.
Second, my disclaimer: I DO NOT own any Harry Potter. That would be the copyright of the brilliant J.K. Rowling. I do however own any characters that are not in the Harry Potter series. Victoria Wallace and Renee are mine. I will inform you of any other characters of creation at the beginning of each chapter, if a new one comes into play in that chapter.
And with that, let us begin!
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Chapter 1
Victoria, Lee, Fred, and George trudged into the Gryffindor common room after what felt like the longest Potions class ever. They had been working on a complicated potion, what it was actually for, Victoria didn't remember. She and Lee had been more interested in hearing about Fred and George's lastest creation, Puking Pastilles.
"That's genius," Lee said.
"Wanna be a tester?" Fred asked.
"Not especially. I'm not a fan of hurling."
"I agree with Lee," Victoria said. "Isn't there anything you've been working on that doesn't include projectile vomit?"
"But that's the best kind," George insisted. When Victoria rolled her eyes, George went on. "Well, we have been working on something that maybe more up your alley. Fainting Fancies."
"Hmm...interesting."
"They're not quite done yet though. They're missing something."
"I wouldn't mind testing that one. Sounds harmless enough."
"No," Fred and George said in unison.
"Well why not?"
"Because Mum would not only flip out if she knew what we were up to--" Fred started.
"--But she would murder us if she knew we tested our stuff on you," George finished.
"Yeah, Mrs. Weasley is pretty fond of you, Tori," Lee said. "She wouldn't let these two gits use you as a guinea pig."
Victoria rolled her eyes. "If I want to help, I will."
At this point Snape walked up to their tables, inspecting their cauldrons.
"This is all wrong," he said after looking in Lee's. "You forgot the belladonna and you've been stirring clockwise, not counterclockwise."
Next he inspected Fred's cauldron. "Absolutely horrid."
Then he looked in George's cauldron. "That goes double for you."
Lastly, he looked in Victoria's cauldron. "Some of my first year students could do better than this, Miss Wallace."
Victoria glared at him.
"Maybe you four better start paying attention in this class. 50 points will be taken from Gryffindor for each of you, and you'll have detention with me tomorrow morning at eight."
"But it's Saturday!" Lee protested.
Snape merely looked unsympathetic and walked back up to his desk.
They had left the class grumbling and complaining under their breath, and didn't stop until they all flopped down on the cozy couch in front of the fire place for a short rest. A couple of first years sat at the table doing homework. Among the homework table were also some third years, Ginny being one of them, and a few frantic fifth years, studying for their OWLs. Oddly enough Hermione wasn't at the homework table. Victoria figured she must have been in the library.
Victoria noticed Ron and Harry sitting at another, smaller table playing a game of Wizard's Chess. Victoria nearly gasped aloud when she saw Ron's hand all bandaged up and Harry with some scratches on his face. She got up from the comfort of her spot between Fred and Lee and went to their table.
"Boys, what happened to you?" she asked.
Harry and Ron both looked up at the sound of her voice.
"Oh, hi, Tori," Harry said. He motioned to the scratches on his face. "It's nothing. Got stuck in the crossfire of fight between a couple of people in Charms."
"And what happened to your hand, Ronnie?" she asked.
Ron's ears had turned a slight pinkish color at the use of the nickname. It confused Victoria momentarily. He never minded it before; It's what she had always called him since he was three years old.
"Blast-Ended Skrewt," he muttered. "Bloody stupid things."
"It doesn't hurt, does it?" she asked, taking his bandaged hand.
"No," Ron said, blushing.
Victoria raised an eyebrow at the sudden flush of color to his cheeks but said nothing.
"Tori, quit worrying about them. They're fine," George said.
"Yeah, we've got some work we need to do," Lee added.
"And it's kind of hard to do it without you, because between the four of us you're the only one who pays any attention," Fred concluded.
"That's sad when I'm the only one who pays attention. I sometimes daydream as much as that Ravenclaw girl...what's her name? Luna Lovegood," Victoria said.
Harry and Ron laughed.
"Well you're all we've got," Lee said, getting up from the couch. "C'mon."
Victoria rolled her eyes. "To the library," she said to Fred, George, and Lee.
"If you run into Hermione, maybe she'll help you," Harry said.
"She never can resist an opportunity to show off how much she knows," Ron added.
"Be nice," Victoria scolded lightly.
Ron rolled his eyes.
"Sometime this century, Tori," George called from the portrait hole.
With a quick wave to Harry and Ron, Victoria took off after her friends.
When they arrived at the library, their voices dropped to whisper so they wouldn't get yelled at by the librarian. The four of them selected a table in the back of the library, which was empty except for a pretty brunette from Ravenclaw. She was a sixth year like the rest of them, and also George's girlfriend.
"Renee!" George said gleefully, dropping into the seat next to her.
"Shhh!" the librarian hissed from a nearby shelf. If Victoria hadn't known better, she would have thought she had Apparated. It was the only logical explanation for a sudden appearance.
"Hi, Georgie," Renee said, smiling at him. "Hi, Fred. Lee. Tori."
The three of them waved as George leaned over for a quick kiss. They took their seats at the table as well. Lee rummaged around in his bag for his History of Magic homework and a quill, which he never had. Victoria, knowing this, already pulled a spare quill out of her bag for him. Lee grinned at her and set to work. Victoria and Fred had decided they would work on their
Ancient Runes assignments. George, however, was trying to get Renee to help him with his work.
"Please, Renee? You're better at Potions than I am," George said.
Lee snorted. "Yeah, that's the understatement of the century."
"Okay, so she's a lot better than I am," he said to Lee. "Queen of Potions, even." He turned back to Renee. "Oh, my Queen, will you assist a lowly peasant like myself on his Potions homework?" George liked to get theatrical, so much so, that as he ended this performance, he was on his knees, hands clasped in front of him.
Victoria giggled as Renee rolled her eyes.
"You're pathetic. Get back up, peasant. I'll help you," Renee said.
"You're a good and merciful queen," George said, getting up and sitting back in his chair.
"Yes, I know." Renee couldn't help but smile at him as she said this. It was hard not to smile at either of the twins. Victoria knew that from first hand experience.
They all studied and worked for hours, but not without the occasional joke from Fred, George, or Lee. Victoria and Renee had attempted to keep the boys on track, but had a hard time doing so. It was impossible to make them listen while one laughed at their jokes. It only encouraged them.
"We better get back to the dorms and get some sleep," said Fred. "We have Snape's detention in the morning."
"Detention?" Renee said disbelievingly.
George looked at her a bit sheepishly. "You know we can't help it."
Renee shook her head and sighed. "What am I going to do with you?"
George shrugged. "But you know you love me anyway. Detentions and all."
Renee laughed. "This is true."
"Hate to break up the love fest, but Fred is right," Lee said, putting away his things. "For once."
Fred made a playful swipe for Lee's head but he ducked. They all put their books, parchment, and quills back in their bags and started walking back to the dorms. George had decided to walk Renee back to her dorm, so Lee, Fred and Victoria went back to their portait hole without him. The common room was empty and the fire seemed to flicker half-heartedly in the fireplace.
"Well goodnight, boys," she said. "See you bright and early."
"Yeah...right," Lee mumbled. He was obviously still upset about giving up his morning of sleeping in.
"Night, Tori," Fred called to her as she went up the stairs to her room.
She closed the door quietly behind her, as not to bother her roommates that were already in bed. She dug around in her trunk for her nightclothes and changed quickly. She sat down in front of the vanity they all shared and brushed out her long, straight black hair. She put it into a braid before cleaning the make-up off of her tanned face and removing the eye make up from her blue-green eyes. After that, Victoria went and crawled into her bed.
Victoria glanced at the pictures that cluttered her nightstand. There was one of her and her parents on vacation in Paris. There was a big group shot of her family and the entire Weasley clan at the Burrow. Victoria's family's house elf Nova had taken that picture. Then there was one of her, Lee, Fred, and George on the Hogwarts Express at the end of their first year. George stuck his tongue out at the camera, Lee was putting rabbit ears on Fred, Fred was trying to smack Lee's hand and Victoria was just laughing, trying not to get squished. Then there was one where Fred was carrying Victoria on his back. That had been taken in their fourth year, while they were dating. They had a mutual break up before the summer, deciding they were better at being friends than a couple. Luckily, there wasn't any strain on their friendship after that. In fact, they were closer than before. She glanced at the picture next to that one. It was a picture of Ginny, getting off the Hogwarts Express for the first time. She was grinning. The last picture she had was of Harry, Hermione, herself, and Ron from just a week ago in Hogsmeade. Harry had his arm slung around Hermione's shoulder in a brotherly fashion and Hermione was showing off her pretty smile. Victoria had been hugging Ron tightly from behind, and while his face was red, he looked happy. She smiled remembering the weekend and drifted off to sleep.
(I know its a bit slow, but it gets better, promise. Please Review!)
