AN: Ok, rewrite 3 is done 4 will be up sooooooon enjoy!!!!!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.... can't think of anything clever to put here, I just don't own him.

Well She Was an American Girl – Tom Petty

Well she was an American girl
Raised on promises
She couldn't help thinkin' that there
Was a little more to life
Somewhere else
After all it was a great big world
With lots of places to run to
Yeah, an d if she had to die
Tryin' she had one little promise
She was gonna keep

For the Weasley family, getting to Kings Cross Station by eleven was no easy task, no matter where they were in the world. This year the family was staying at The Leaky Cauldron, and it did not help that this year they were accompanied by two more heads than usual, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger were going along with them to add to the annual chaos of packing and dropping everyone off at the train on time.

Since Harry would be heading to Kings Cross with the Weasleys, The Ministry took no expense to ensure his safety with Sirius Black on the loose. They would be getting driven in Ministry cars; they viewed it as a nice luxury to bring an end to such an eventful summer.

The entire morning at The Leaky Cauldron was in utter chaos like the innkeeper, staff, and other residence had ever seen before; no one was packed the night before like Mrs. Weasley told everyone to do, except Hermione, and everyone was running around the small inn like crazy people, once again except Hermione. Oh Merlin, please help me. She said to herself trying to feed everyone, screaming how they were running late. I can't understand how everyone can be so unorganized when they were living out of their trunks for the past 2 weeks… she thought to herself, and then realized she was the one doing all the work and saw Mr. Weasley sitting at the table relaxing. "ARTHUR YOU ARENT HELPING!" She screamed at her husband who was reading the Daily Profit drinking tea, pulling him out of his daydream.

"Yes dear!" he said standing up to attention. "What do you need?"

"Go check on Fred Percy and George." She said sighing holding the bridge of her nose like a headache was coming on. "I haven't seen them in a while, I want them down here in 10 minutes, I'm going to check on Harry and Ron."

"Fred, George, Percy, are you boys ready yet?" Mr. Weasley called knocking and slowly cracking the door. "Your mother wants you downstairs in 10 minutes…" He stopped to see Fred and George huddled around the small table in the room, and Percy nowhere to be found. "Boys what are you doing?" They both abruptly stood up and quickly turned around.

"Nothing Dad!" they both said.

"It doesn't look like nothing, where is Percy?"

"Loo I think." George said pointing, as Percy walked in behind Mr. Weasley.

"What's going on Dad, are we leaving?" Percy said, walking up to his trunk and bags checking them to make sure he had everything. "Wait a minute! My Head Boy pin is gone!" He looked at Fred and George, who put on completely see though innocent faces.

"Boys, give it back to him," Mr. Weasley said in a defeated tone. "We don't have time to waste with your jokes right now."

"Sorry Dad." They said together, and Fred handed Percy the pin, and without looking at it put it in his wallet for safe keeping.

"It's alright boys, just save your jokes till you get on the train and are at school, a little patience never hurt anyone." Mr. Weasley never minded the twin's pranks, he knew deep down they were harmless, and he thought they would grow out of it as they got older. He understood boys will be boys and want to have fun while their young, he wanted them to enjoy their teenage years because he really couldn't, with the first war going on while he was younger.

"Promise dad, we'll be good the rest of the morning." Fred said on his way out with his trunk and bags.

"Yeah, we won't let you down." George said following his twin down the stairs with his stuff floating behind him.

"Dad, don't encourage them to torment first years and break the rules." Percy said annoyed that his father supports their troublemaking. "They already think they can get away with anything."

"Now Percy, let the boys have their fun." Mr. Weasley said patting Percy on the back as they walked out the door.

20 minutes later, everyone was ready to go and the cars were packed. Mrs. Weasley loved every one of her children with all her heart, but the past summer had been a big test on her nerves. The trip to Egypt to visit Bill was supposed to be a relaxing vacation for the family, but it turned into a constant heart attack. Ginny's constant wandering, Ron's absentmindedness getting him into trouble, and Fred and George's so called "pranks" the whole trip, and their trying to lock her poor Percy in a tomb. The trip took a toll on her, she couldn't wait to relax back home in her chair in The Burrow with a cup of tea and a book.

The car ride was no picnic on her nerves either. Percy being the new Head Boy this year had no salvation from the wrath that was Fred and George, who were taking every opportunity to antagonize him that they could. Arthur didn't know how lucky he got it being in the other car with Ginny Ron Hermione and Harry, they were in such a rush she didn't have time to make sure Fred and George and Percy weren't in the same car together. There was just something about those 3 together and trouble followed.

Percy finally realized that the twins had charmed his new Head Boy pin to say something obscene. Percy started yelling, Fred and George were being difficult, and she just got fed up after the first millisecond. It was not a good day to get on her nerves after the very stressful morning. She felt bad for the poor driver who she was sure was losing his hearing and sanity from her yelling so much.

Everyone including the driver breathed a sigh of relief when they finally reached the station with just 15 minutes to spare. They quickly unpacked the two cars, and got ready for the mad dash to the train.

"Another year of Hogwarts, and another year to make Filch's life a living hell eh Forge?" Fred winked and poked his brother in the rib as they hung out in the rear of their large group.

"Coarse Gred wouldn't have it any other way." George responded with a grin as wide as his doubles. "We remembered the map right?"

"Yeah I got it, couldn't let that be forgotten, first thing I packed."

"HURRY UP! HURRY UP! YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE!" Mrs. Weasley screamed from the front, while rushing everyone towards the barrier between tracks 9 and 10. Fred and George waited in line behind their siblings and friends who were behind a huge line of last minute people and first years who had no clue where they were going or what they were doing. Fred was picking at a hang nail, and George was looking around the busy station, finding it amusing that all the muggles walking around had still, after all these years no clue what was going on. They would get odd looks every once in a while but other than that busy Londoners were oblivious, too wrapped up in their own worlds.

George's eyes wandered to a bench, where a girl in a light blue sundress and big floppy hat was crying, with a little dog sitting by her feet, she had a standard Hogwarts trunk, with an owl in a cage on top of it. "Hey, Fred, look that girl over there is crying, poor thing, she might miss the train if she doesn't get a move on." He pointed at her to Fred out of curiosity.

"Yeah mate your right, perhaps we should go investigate and cheer her up." Fred suggested.

"You read my mind dear brother, shall we?" George said.

"Lets," Said Fred as they both walked over to the pretty girl sitting on the bench leaving their carts where they stood. Mrs. Weasley just happened to turn around and watched Fred and George walk away.

"FRED! GEORGE! WHERE THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU TWO GOING?! YOU MISS THIS TRAIN SO HELP ME!" Mrs. Weasley screamed across the station.

"We'll be back in a jiff Mum!" Exclaimed Fred walking from their carts over to where the girl was crying.

"Yeah, we won't miss the train!" Followed George, as they stood in front of the girl, they both grinned.

"Well, well, what do we have here George?"

"I don't know Fred, it can't be a girl crying, can it? I think she just needs some cheering up, what's the matter love, anything we can help you with?" The girl shook her head with her hands still covering her eyes. When she looked up at them, the twins just smiled, and George continued, "Come on tell good old George and Fred what's eating ya?" George continued sitting down next to her on one and taking out a handkerchief, with Fred sitting on the other side of her, she took it and dried her eyes and her face. She was very pretty, even with tears in her eyes, both of them thought.

"You guys will just laugh at me; I don't want to keep you, your mother sounded pretty pissed all the way from over there." She said.

"George, did you hear that?" They straightened up looking at each other, "We could never make fun…"

"Of a beautiful American girl…"

"Like yourself!" They finished together. She laughed softly, and picked up her dog, the old Weasley charm worked once again.

"Anyways our mum's always pissed at us for some reason or another, she's been yelling at us all morning, so I think she can wait and yell a bit more." George reassured her.

"Yeah so tell us what's eating you?" Fred asked.

"Ok, Ok, I'll tell ya, and you promise not to laugh right?"

"Scouts honor!" They said together sticking up their fingers; they could hear their mother still yelling for them wondering where they went.

"I'm looking for track 9 and 3/4." She turned red in the face, softly looking both in the eyes. The chuckled a bit and both lifted her up off the bench seat.

"What luck you have, my dear we're going there ourselves!" Fred said.

"Really? No joke? Cause if you guys are joking, I will cry, I already got yelled at by one of the train station guys." She said.

"Don't worry; Fred and George Weasley are here to escort you!" George said as he linked her arm with his as she put her dog back in its bag, and straightened out her pink and blue floral sundress, Fred grabbed her luggage cart. "Ah, 5 minutes to spare, plenty of time!" And they walked back to where Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were waiting for the pranksters to come back. Harry Hermione Ron Ginny and Percy had already gone through the barrier, so now it was a waiting game.

"AND WHERE HAVE YOU TWO BEEN?!" Mrs. Weasley was ready to start screaming, until she saw the young girl between them. Fred handed her cart to her, and grabbed his own. Mrs. Weasley saw the young girl her boys brought along, and saw that she looked like she was crying and calmed down a bit. "Yes well, off you three go, straight through."

"Do you mean through the wall?!" She said looking completely mortified at the prospect of going through a solid brick wall.

"Oh sweetheart is it your first time though?" She nodded slowly, "Well, Fred you go on ahead, George go with… I'm sorry, what's your name dear?"

"Leia, Leia Black." She said softly extending her hand and Mrs. Weasley shook it.

"Well Leia, I'm Mrs. Weasley, Fred and Georges Mother, and all you have to do is run straight through that wall, and you'll be at the station. George knows how it's done." As Fred ran through she motioned for them to run for it. "Hurry up now no time to spare!" she said.

"Sometimes it's easier if you close your eyes." George said leaning in close to her, as they started to run, and she took his advice before they hit the wall, and made it to the other side. Leia opened her eyes as the train started to blow its horn.

"Wow… that was crazy!" she said. "I've never gone through a brick wall before." Leia said amazed about what she just did.

George shook his head and laughed, "Come on, we'll go find Fred." George said, and she followed. They found the rest of the Weasley children, and their friends waiting to get on the train, as Mr. and Mrs. Weasley showed up behind, saying goodbye to all the children.

"Hey! I remember you, from the owl shop!" Leia exclaimed to the frizzy haired girl, "You told me about not being able to use electronics at Hogwarts, made my luggage load TONS easier, I eliminated an entire bag of stuff." She said. "The name's Leia Black."

"Hermione Granger, this is Harry Potter, Ron, and Ginny Weasley." Everyone waved, "What year are you in, you look a bit old for a first year." She asked as the line moved.

"I'm a fifth year, a transfer from Salem."

"Wicked!" Fred and George said from behind the girls.

"We're fifth years too!" said Fred leaning over her right shoulder.

"Do you know what house you are in yet?" George asked Leia leaning over her left.

"No, not yet, what house are you two in?"

"We're all Gryffindor, every one of us." George said, "It's some kind of family tradition I think."

"Well I hope I get in there then, some kid with blonde hair named Draco was telling me I should be a Slytherin but, he really didn't seem my type, you guys seem cool though." She laughed.

"NO! You don't want to be a Slytherin, they're horrible nasty kids, and you defiantly seem too nice and bubbly to be one of those." George explained.

"I mean I'm a snob, but that kid seemed to take his snob level to a whole new level of snob that I've never seen." Leia said and they all enjoyed a good laugh about the amount of times she used snob in a sentence.

"Yeah snob is a good word for him, to say around parents and other adults anyways, I could think of a lot worse to say about Draco Malfoy." Ron said, and Hermione elbowed him in the ribs.

"I've had plenty of run-ins with him the past 3 years; he doesn't have a congenial bone in his body." Harry told her.

As they boarded the train Molly said "Goodbye" to all the kids. And Arthur said his goodbyes to them after having a quick word with Harry. She hugged everyone, including Leia as well, and told her she hoped to see her again soon. And with that everyone was on the train, and without a moment to spare the train was leaving the station with big white puffs of smoke blowing out of the top.

"What do you think Arthur; Leia, that was Sirius' daughter's name wasn't it?" She asked Mr. Weasley and he shrugged. "He used to talk about her all the time."

"Quite possibly, would make sense." Mr. Weasley said. "The boys have taken quite a liking to her though."

"Yes, she seems sweet… for an American girl." Mrs. Weasley smiled as the train pulled away from sight, and they apparated back to The Burrow so Mrs. Weasley could finally relax until she got the first notice of detentions about Fred and George.

AN: Ok Alllll done, and i feel its much better now, review if you want!!! ^_^