1 September 1989, 10:38 AM
"Oi, George, let's dump mum, Ron and Ginny."
"Let's do it, Fred."
Fred Gideon Weasley and George Fabian Weasley were twin brothers and the mischievous duo were going to Hogwarts for their first year today!
Fred and George were two eleven-year-old boys who had short red hair and sparkling brown eyes. They were a little tall for their age but not as tall their younger brother, Ron, was for a nine-year-old male.
Fred and George had four more siblings, except Ron, who were Bill, Charlie, Percy and Ginny. They were the fourth born of their parents, Arthur and Molly Weasley.
And their living conditions were cozy.
The duo loved their lives at Burrow, in Ottery St. Catchpole with the Diggorys, the Fawcetts, and the Lovegoods. The only downside was that, they were a bit poor.
But now that their eldest sibling, Bill, has become a Curse-Breaker for Gringotts in Egypt, they would have less problems with money.
Fred and George were currently standing on the platform nine-and-three-quaters with their mum, Ron, and Ginny. The duo were planning to dump them like Percy and Charlie.
Fred and George had tried asking their mum but she had said, shouted, "No! You two are just eleven for Merlin's sake, George, dear! Your mum wants to spend time with you until you leave, Fred! Listen, you two! You shall not-!"
"Okay, mum! Geez, don't be so loud please." Fred said exasperated. George had just nodded in agreement.
Mum had just sighed and scolded Ginny for slapping Ron for no reason. The twins had looked at the other first years in the Hogwarts Express.
Fred asked, "Dungbomb?"
George agreed, "Dungbomb."
Dungbombs were actually a type of prank item, but it can be used in these situations as well. They were round balls with a solid mud covering tied with a tight string so that it explodes as it hits the ground.
Dungbombs usually contain faeces of animals or smelly plants, and were sold at Zonko's in Hogsmeade. That's why the twins had made their own Dungbomb with a plant that their Great-aunt Muriel gifted to them. She hated pranks.
Fred dropped the little ball of Dung and it exploded. Green and Brown vapors exited the bomb.
It smelled just like their great aunt Muriel. Absolutely smelly.
Fred and George skipped away.
"Fred! George! Come back here! This moment!"
'Nope' the twins thought.
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29 July 1989
Perseus 'Percy' Potter was always raised in an orphanage. The only thing he had been told was that his mum and dad were killed in a terrorist attack, and his little brother was sent to another family to live happily.
Percy always had trouble anything before he turned four, and whenever he tried to remember he would see green and a cold laugh.
Percy was turning eleven this August on eighteenth.
The people at the orphanage told him that an old man dressed in colorful robes had left him there and told the staff his name, and a little about his family that should be told to him.
Percy always remained alone.
He had no friends, not even at school, except a little boy whose cousin was a mean bully and said that him and his friend were freaks.
Percy's only friend was Harry Potter.
Percy wrote on his notebook, his handwriting was really bad. This was because he had dysgraphia, dyslexia and ADHD. He was always told that due to this he would not get a good handwriting, never be able to concentrate, would not be able to learn properly, and not be able to read words correctly.
Percy had cried all day when he had learnt it as a seven-year-old and he was not shy to admit it.
It made his life so difficult.
Percy fiddled with his pen as he thought of the answer of the maths problem. It was a tough one, but not tough enough.
Percy heard a knock on his door and called out, "Come in!" Percy tried to wrap up his work neatly so that his impression doesn't fall down lower than it is.
Percy looked behind his back to see the door open with the Matron right there (Percy decided to never learn any adult's name unless they treat him properly), with a stranger!
Percy was elated. It has been a long time since any stranger came to meet it him, more than a couple years for sure.
The stern old lady that was the stranger told the matron, "Thank you, I would like to talk to him about his scholarship in Hogwarts."
The matron grunted in acceptance and walked out, closing the door. Percy's spirits had dropped a little but not by a lot.
Percy had hoped to be adopted but getting away from Surrey would be amazing! And from the attire of the lady, she was Scottish at least.
"Mr. Potter, nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you as well, ma'am."
The lady smiled a little as if to say that he doesn't need to be scared of her, she won't kill him. Percy asked, "Not to be rude or anything, but who are you? Why are you here? Nobody really talks to me, except Harry."
The lady asked, "Harry who?"
Percy smiled and said, "I don't know you, but I think you will jot leave me alone until I answer. My best, and only, friend is Harry Potter, he is a couple of years younger than me."
The lady gasped and muttered, "That complicates things a bit."
Percy asked, "Sorry, what?"
Percy's whole afternoon afterwards was a bit of swirl after that. Learning about his parents, Harry's relationship to him, and magic.
Percy would sleep like a dog on a log till afternoon that weekend. That was a busy day in the life of Percy Potter. Well, that was obvious.
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31 July 1989
"Happy Birthday, Harry!"
Harry turned around and arranged his huge glasses as he looked up to see the tall boy.
Harry beamed at Percy and muttered, "Thanks, mate!"
Percy chuckled, "Anytime. Hey, can I talk to you? You might understand why you live with the Dursleys then."
Harry narrowed his eyes and asked with curiosity and a hint of suspicion, "How do you know?"
Percy took Harry away to a corner and told him what McGonagall had told him a while back. Harry and Percy had hugged each other until a bully showed up. It was one of the best moments in their life.
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11 August 1989
"Whoa!"
Percy looked around the Diagon Alley as McGonagall guided him and the other muggleborns, and their parents, through the magical entrance in a wall.
McGonagall took the front of the group and told them, "This is the magnificent Diagonal Alley that everyone have been told about. All of us will go to the magical bank, Gringotts, that is being run by goblins, creatures that should be treated with kindness. Then all of us will separate and visit the various stores here, they have been named specifically on your list. All of us will meet outside the 'Ollivander's' to buy the children's wand."
"Please cooperate with other wizards carefully, as well as the shopkeepers, many of them are ignorant and oblivious of the nonmagical world." McGonagall added.
And at last, McGonagall walked over to Percy and told everyone, "I am accompanying Mr. Potter for security reasons as due to his last name, which is quite famous, you will note. Especially Harry Potter's."
The group nodded as one and followed McGonagall, still gawking and gasping, and the things in the Alley."
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12 August 1989
"Albus, Perseus Potter has informed me of a Harry Potter's living conditions. You may want to talk to Mr. Potter as soon as he arrives. They are brothers, after all."
"Of course, Minerva, I may as well do as you suggested."
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18 August 1989
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BROTHER!"
"Ah! Who gave you sugar?!" Percy asked, half-scared, half-angry, with a hint of elation.
Harry muttered guiltily, "I may have tasted the cake I made for you . . ."
Percy just chuckled and hugged his newfound brother to annoyance. This is Percy's best birthday.
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1 September 1989
Percy coughed as he inhaled the smoke.
What is this smelly smoke?
Percy ran out of the area as quick as possible to bump into a dark-skinned boy of possibly the same age as Percy.
The boy muttered, "Geroff, mate!"
Percy flustered and stood back awkwardly as a woman helped the boy, possibly being his mother.
Percy said awkwardly to the shorter boy, "I am sorry. There was smoke there and I was running blindly and then I-"
The boy laughed and said, "No problem, mate. I am Jordan, Lee Jordan." Percy giggled a bit.
Lee said curiously, "What happened, mate?"
Mrs. Jordan told him, "Lee, you remember James Bond?"
Lee nodded his head and chuckled as he understood what Percy had said. Lee looked at the raven-haired boy and said, "Nice one."
Percy just grinned and ran a hand through his hair which were raven coloured. Raven, Percy had heard, was a shade of the wine color which is actually dark reddish type of color.
Percy asked Lee, "Can we sit in the same compartment then?"
Lee nodded his head after getting the confirmation from his mother and the two boys walked with their trunks with the older woman to look for an empty compartment.
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Lee asked Percy as the train started to move, "By the way, mate, what is your name?"
Percy looked at the opening door while casually saying, "Oh? Oh! Percy Potter."
Three people conveniently fell to the floor.