CHAPTER 2

-MEETING THE WEASLE TWINS…OR WAS IT WEASLEY?-

Accalia and Petra had hitched a ride with the most ghastly people you could ever imagine…..the Malfoys. She would never understand why Petra liked Draco so much. He was rude…and mean…and rude…but he's had a crush on Petra since he could say the alphabet…so like two years then.

As they were getting the trunks out of the car Accalia came up with a very detailed plan to ditch Draco…..it consisted of running away. Once they had their trunks on this weird cart thingy….ingenious muggles…..she cleverly pulled Petra from Dracos slimy grasp.

After this plan Accalia and Petra realized that they had no idea what 9 and 3 quarters was supposed to mean? I was never good at math. And neither was Petra. It was then that they spotted a big circle of red hair. It seemed to be a family. Of red-haired people. Why couldn't there be a brunette thrown in there somewhere…racists. The racist family then started moving and mumbling about nine and three quarters!

"Follow them then" muttered Petra.

"Well gee why I didn't think of that"

"Cause you're the stupid twin"

ACCALIA POV

"…..touché" after that oh-so-clever comeback Petra and I followed the family. We had just caught up with them when a little girl stepped through the wall. Most would be shocked by this…but no muggles were looking so life was good.

We walked up to the racist people and asked what the sparkles they were doing…sort of.

"Um….is that the way to get to the Hogwarts train" asked Petra nervously…she was never good at talking to new people.

"can you get stuck in the wall? Cause I bet that hurts. Why are you racist?" I asked wonderingly….I was never good at keeping my mouth shut around new people…or old people…or any people for that matter…I occasionally even talk to my pencils.

Just then we heard two twin-ish laughs. WOO! GO TWINS!

Petra and I turned around to see two rather tall (and slightly attractive) red-haired boys.

"Yes it's the train" said one

"I'm not quite sure if you can get stuck in the wall…though it's an interesting question"

"I'm sure it would hurt"

"Why are we racist?" they divided their speech up…it was very creepy. Petra and I don't do that.

"because you are a family of only red heads….there are no blondes, brunettes, blackettes….? Why is there no name for people with black hair…seriously….that's injustice to the highest level!" I said with anger in my voice.

"That was rude. You have no way of knowing their racist!" said Petra.

"Yuh-huh! They clearly only like red-heads seeing as they wont let anyone else in their little clan…don't drink the kool-aid!"

"But I love kool-aid" shouted the slightly taller one.

Petra and I had forgotten they were there. Poor kids. I bet they feel so unloved.

Silence engulfed their little pow-wow. It should have been accompanied by some crickets.

"so…..how bout them Irish…" I said awkwardly. The two oddly tall twins looked back-and-forth at each other while Petra glared at me.

PETRA POV

I glared at my annoying and odd and random sister, Accalia.

I held out one hand towards one of the twins.

"I'm Petra, Petra ri-"Accalia nudged me in the ribs reminding me that we had to change our names. For the sake of our father.

"Petra…..ice….burst." WHAT? I yelled at myself. The twins and Accalia started giggling.

"Foxy fire boom" Accalia said giggling.

The twins snorted.

I stared at my sister with the face that said WTH?

ACCALIA POV

My lovely sister had her WTH look on her face that meant she was not amused.

"Actually her name is Accalia" Petra said.

"She lies…she sits on a throne of lies" I turned to my sister with a disapproving frown on my face "how do you live with yourself"

The tall racists chuckled again reminding me of their presence.

"Oh…..what's your name…er…names"

"I'm George Weasly" said the one on the left. He was okay looking…with long legs and bright red hair.

"And I'm Fred" said the other one….the leftover…*snorts*

"Weasly…like a weasel….LIKE THE ANIMAL?" I said getting excited!

"Um……sure" George said as he gave me an odd look. I get that a-lot.

"So anyways….how do we get to the train? This is our first year coming here and we are very confused" Petra said…always the voice of reason…and annoyingness.

" Well then! Looks like we get to show you around!" said Fred with an over-excited look on his face.

"…obviously" I rolled my eyes at him….he was sort of cute…in a –I'm a lost puppy come claim me sort of way-.

"What you want to do is walk into the wall"

Petra snorted "Accalia ought to be able to do that just fine"

"Well….yea….um…well….FLYING PENCILS" was my clever comeback.

"Okay then…..anyway you walk into the wall between platforms 9 and 10. that will take you straight to where you need to be…don't worry we will show you" that George kid was very helpful…in an annoying way.

PETRA POV

Accalia and I watched as the twins got their carts and ran right through the wall.

"They just walked into a wall" said Accalia with this really disturbing smile.

"Well, thank you for letting me know" I said sarcastically.

"Anytime" she replied.

"Well…this is it…" I said as I got my cart.

Accalia walked behind me as we walked to where we were able to run through the wall just like the weasel twins……or was it the weasly twins?