It was a week before the Quittich cup. Harry and me were passing a ball between each other on our brooms. This year Oliver had finished school and the new captain was going to have tryouts for every spot on the team. I was hoping to be on the team, I didn't really care which. Seeker was my place but I didn't mind other spots.
I saw Fred walking with George in a field next to some high grass. I finished playing with Harry and speed off to Fred and George.
I flew up behind them.
"hello." I said. They jumped and saw me then turned back round and started talking again. This bugged me so I got off my broom and grabbed Fred's shirt pulling him round. I crashed my lips to his briefly before pulling back quickly.
He groaned.
"That's not fair!" he whined. Both I and George chuckled at his child-like whining.
"You shouldn't ignore your oh-so-perfect-girlfriend then." I stated. He pouted and I turned to George. With out me saying anything he just walked away.
A stepped closer to Fred pushing him into the grass. I laid down next to him and leant over to kiss him.
We stayed like that for twenty minuets. Kissing and him holding me.
"So tell me again how you got so lucky, I can't remember." Said mockingly to him.
"Well it was of coarse my winning smile. Also you could see the better-looking twin. How could you have not fallen for me?" At this I giggled. Oh God, I'm giggling what's happened to me.
After a little while longer of kissing, hugging and talking we heard Mrs. Weasley call. We got up brushed our selves off and ran back to the burrow. I only dropped his hand when we could be seen.
As we walked into the kitchen we sat down with me next to Harry and Fred. Mrs. Weasley was placing a pot of stew on the table and slicing loaf of bread. She turned around and saw us.
"You know I've never seen a pair closer than you two." She said pointing to me and Harry. "I f I didn't know better I'd say your were related. But obviously your not Harry's sister. Poor little thing she was. I remember the day Lilly decided on her name. She had been going between two rather different names and well some how she came up with p-"
"NO!" I screamed. She looked at me oddly. Ginny was the only one of the teens who looked confused. Since we hadn't told her about me being Harry's sister.
"What is it dear?" Mrs. Weasley said kindly.
"Well I don't think it's a good idea to say here name. Respect the dead and all that." I said desperately.
"No, I think she wouldn't mind she would probably want to be remembered." Harry said desperately.
"No, she wouldn't." I said quickly.
"And how would you know? I am her brother after all. How would you know any thing about my dear little sister." He said thinking he'd won.
"Stop calling me little! You've only grown an inch taller than me! Anyway it's not my fault you're taller than me. I got the better genes even if I am shorter!" I said indignantly before stopping realising what I had said.
"I mean… um." I said nervously. Mrs.weasley was standing stock still shocked. She didn't move for what seemed like ever. Then suddenly she pulled me into a bone crushing hug.
"Oh my. You're alive. Every one said you'd died. I me you when you were only a little kid when your father gave you that nickname because it fitted with Fred and George. You always loved your name though. Oh my sweet little P-
A/N: oh I am evil. I was going to say her name but I didn't want to. It really isn't an amazing name in fact some one recently made me think I needed a better one so I need you to give me ideas or it's stuck in my choice. Also just a bit of knowledge, her middle name is Bella; I chose that name because of the book twilight that started me on fan fiction. So I chose that name because I thought it was nice and it stands for beautiful in Italy so yeh. Next chapter will be uber long. Seriously or siriusly which ever suit you.
Also thanks to my friend Sar-star. She helped me think of this. Sarah is the waky-est and cool-est person I know, it seems to run with the name. Usually.
