George Weasley and I

by Chrysti Doofenshmirtz

I only own Chrystashia and her relationship with the Weaselys. I do not own anybody but her and her relationships. Sorry if I mispell anything. The reason I don't own her mom is because Chrystashia, Fleur, and Gaberille share the same mother but doesn't know it. So J. K. Rowling owns the mother, NOT me. I also don't own her animegis form. I based it off of Siruis's form. Got it?

2. Chapter 2

There was Molly, the mother of most of the Weasleys, Arthur, the father of most of the Weaselys, then Bill, the eldest of his siblings, Charlie, second oldest and a wonderful seeker, Percy, the oh-so-wonderful kissup, Ronald (Ron), the youngest male, and Ginny, the youngest and only girl. There were two boys only a year older than me. They were twins. Even their own mother couldn't tell the two apart.

Their mother told them to tell me their correct names (they like to trick people by pretending they were each other). They smelled almost the same. George smelled like smoke and pepermints. Fred smelled like smoke and black licorice. I asked if they would like to play hide and go seek with me and they said that they would. I was the one who was seeking. I smirked and sniffed the air. If you are wondering why I could smell things that most wouldn't, it is because I could turn into a dog like my dad. I turned into what most people called a Grim, a symbol of death. I looked almost excactly like my dad, only I was smaller and looked like a girl.

I ran and found Fred and George hidding in a tree. I barked and scared them. As they were begging me not to eat them, I turned back into a girl. I started laughing and told them I wasn't going to eat them. Both of them looked up and saw me and insantly turned a deep shade of red. "I really wasn't scared, I was just pretending for fun, unlike Georgie over there."

"George, don't try to trick me into thinking that you are Fred."

Both of them looked at me surpised and confused. I explained to them how I was an animegis. They asked what I could turn into. I showed them and they freaked. "Oh, and I won the game, guys."

Their mom called us over and told us that I would be staying with them for the full moons.

I sighed, knowing that Mooney was just trying to keep me safe. I hated how he pushed me away during the full moons. We had the cake and my gurdian handed me my stuff. "Mooney, why do I have to stay here?"

"So that you are safe, M.P."

He called me M.P because it was easier to call me by instead of Mini-Padfoot. Soon it was dark. As soon as I was sure everyone was asleep, I went out. I heard a far off howl. I started to cry. I heard steps behind me. I sniffed, smelling smoke and pepermints.