The Burrow
1994, Summer
5:15 a.m

"Up!" *bounce* "Get Up!" *bounce* *bounce*

"Come on, Ellie! No time to dilly-dally!" Fred grabbed Ginny's pillow from her now empty bed and started beating the lump under the blankets we were straddling.

"Ughh..." It groaned "Alright, alrigh- *smack* Stop! *smack* *smack* St-stop it! *smack*"

Pushing the blankets off her petite self, which was rather foolish, if you ask me, only made her a more viable target to Fred's pillow assault. Not that I was helping anyway. Fred sat in front of me, thighs on either side of her waist, pummeling her with the offending item whilst I sat behind him, stopping any movement she attempts with her legs.

"George! Ack!" Ellie yelped in between smacks "Help me!"

Me and Fred met Elizabeth "Ellie", as we all call her, on the Hogwarts Express in our first year. Some older Slytherin girl stuck her foot out of their cabin and tripped her making her drop all the sweets she was carrying then.

"Hey, you alright?" I helped her up while Fred picked up all the still eatable sweets from the carpeted floor.

"Mmm" She nodded, clearly fighting back tears.

"Bloody Slytherins. They're picking on us now? We aren't even sorted yet!" Fred grumbled as he took Ellie's left hand and and me, her right, as we led her to out compartment.

"Don't worry about it." I winked at her "We'll take care of you from now on, ok?"

Looking at her now, it's hard to believe she's grown up so much since then. Her hair grew much longer now and turned into a beautiful shade of chestnut brown as she got older and rested right around her middle back. She grew taller, obviously, but not as tall as an average girl of sixteen. No, she's a tiny one. Only reaching our chests if she stood next to me and Fred.

'I bet Harry and Ron outgrew her by now' I snickered at the thought.

"Fred! Gah! Gideon Weasley!" Ellie started wrestling with Fred as she managed to take the pillow away from him "I swear I'm going to hex you 'till there's no tomorrow if you won't let go of me this INSTANT!"

Fred only sniggered as I got off Ellie and started packing her things for her.

'It's only about time Ellie'd manage to flip Fred over'

"Oof!"

'Thought so.'

"Now now, Elizabeth Fatima Reed, you're starting to sound like our mooootheeerrrraaaghhh! AGHHH!"

Fred turned over with his right hand awkwardly twisted behind his back and Ellie on top of him gripping his wrist and ankle making my poor twin look like a Swedish pretzel was not a good sight. But an amusing one nonetheless.

*thump* *thump* *thump*

"We heard screaming!" Harry burst into the room finding said people in said position as I sat on Ginny's bed grinning like a fool.

"Mornin', Harry!"
"Morning, Harry!"
"Murghhhffnin', 'Arry-aaaaargh!"

"Wha-..uhh..wha?" Blinking owlishly, Harry just stood there confused, I bet.

'Poor boy'

"We'll be down with you in a minute, Harry. I just gotta get this poor bloke out of bed and we're all set." I stood ruffling his hair.

"AAAARRGHHH! UGHNN! MERLIN!"
"Just Ellie, thank you. *twist*"
"AGHHH!"

Harry jumped "Err.. umm... right.. well... see you at breakfast, then.." He scuffled down the stairs.

"Aww come on, Freddie! Is wittle Ellie-Welly here tobig for you to take on now?" I teased, gripping Ellie by her armpits as I lifted her tiny self up and on to my back giving her a "Georgie's back-ride" as she liked to call it when we were little.

"*huff* Blimey, I forgot you could do that." Fred stood popping any bone back into it's original place as we made our way downstairs him carrying our backpacks.

"You said it, Freddie." She grinned, her hands resting around my neck "My speech therapy finished a year ago so I finally got to ask Will to teach me some moves. Pretty handy ones, if you ask me."

Ellie had a stutter problem when she was younger. Gradually got better over the years, though. Me and Fred made it a point to help her out outside her monthly therapy with Madam Pomfrey during first year and onwards to speed up the process. She always thanked us for that.

"Oh and thanks for getting off me, Georgie." She kissed the shell of my left ear "Who knows how long Fred could've had me down if you hadn't let me use my legs."

"*blush* U-um *cough* 'Course!" I said still blushing 'Have her lips always been that soft? Wait. Stop it! Bad Georgie!' "Otherwise, we wouldn't been able to leave on time for the Quiditch World Cup, aye, Fred?"

"S'pose you're right, George, s'pose you're right." He grinned.

How'd I do so far? Any one out of character? Feel free to tell me! Thank you for reading!