Sorry about the second chappy. It went a bit wrong, and I'm glad that it
should be fixed. I think!
Anyways, I hope you like this chapter. I wanted to skip all the bits about
going to Diagon Alley and everything, so this is September 1st.
The Lion's scar
"Rick! Ron! Hurry up!" said Molly, at the train station waiting by the barrier.
"This is the part I don't like," said Rick, looking at the solid wall.
"Geez, you're like Harry," said Ron, who then ran into it.
"Your turn Rick," said Molly.
Rick hated this. He wished he could magically pop into there. Just like Harry I guess, he thought. He ran straight into it, almost knocking down his brother on the other side.
"Geez, you don't have to be that much," said Ron, as Harry came in after Hermione.
Ron started to go red, as Hermione had her hair sleek and very attractive to her pretty oval shaped face.
"Ron, you know you're going red," whispered Rick.
"Yeah I know," hissed Ron, as Hermione had Harry helping her drag her trunk up.
"Look, I'll be a second." Rick said before he rushed over to Harry to push the trunk up. "Ok, that's done." Ron stared at Rick for a minute. "What?"
"You are surprisingly strong for a twin," said Ron, looking at Harry fixing his jet-black hair. "I mean, I could probably not have done that."
"Sure you can," said Rick, frowning at Hermione who was laughing at Harry trying to pull the trunk up on his own, and had Ginny helping him after the frustration. "Just think you can, and then you see the difference. Anyways, I had help. Go on. Prove yourself."
Ron dragged his trunk across the ground, with Harry waiting to help. He pushed the trunk up, and he did it. He did it, with Harry panting on the ground holding his forehead.
"Harry's what's the matter?" said Ron and Rick in unison, then looking at each other.
"Voldemort again," said Harry trying to stand up, in which he did. "Look, I'll be all right."
"Sure?" said Rick, pulling Harry up.
Harry nodded. "No worries,"
"Rick seems to be caring, even to people he hardly knows," thought Ron, and Hermione had a similar thought. "I wonder. I wonder if that would charm Hermione. But wait. I'll be someone else by doing that. Rick is really different, even though Snape had brought him up. He is really nice. That makes him different, right?"
Once all the trunks were on board, Molly said good-bye to them all.
"Right Rick, owl us will you?"
"Yeah mum. I'll have a good time, don't you worry,"
~~~~~
"Anything off the trolley dears?"
It was around lunchtime, and the four had spent their morning in the prefects' compartment. In all the letters of Harry, Hermione, Ron and surprisingly Rick, they had a prefect badge. This was all to a surprise to Rick, but he had top marks when he took basic exams a week before he came, and he crammed all his learning into one month or less. This showed great things, and he was made a prefect.
"Yes please, I'm starving," said Rick, who picked out some things and paid 11 sickles.
"You're a polite one, aren't you?" said Harry, after feeding Hedwig.
"And a quiet one," said Ron.
"And a cute one," thought Hermione.
"Yeah, I can be quiet, getting to know people," said Rick, pushing back his ginger hair.
"Complete opposite to me," said Ron, knowing how outgoing her was. "I wish I'd really got into the music at the Yule Ball don't you?"
Harry laughed. "Not if Hermione was there. Hermione?"
"He is sensitive, cute and nice. Does he like me? And what about Ron? Man he looks like Ron, but his smile," These thoughts were in her mind as Harry waved his hand in front of her. "What? Oh sorry I'm just thinking about the Ball this year."
"Yeah, at least I have better ones this year," said Ron. "But Snape was paying for yours, wasn't he Rick?"
Rick laughed. "Yeah, he suggested black, which is not a surprise." At this point Harry was sniggering, with Hermione still quiet. "I got some nice dark blue ones in the end, which is my favourite colour."
"No wonder you were wearing that blue t shirt when you met me," said Ron. "Mine's red, my favourite colour. Why mum thought it was maroon, I do not know."
"Blue is his favourite colour? Nice colour." Hermione's thoughts seemed to record everything Rick was saying.
"Herm? You're quiet." Said Rick, looking at her face, which wasn't concentrating. "Huh? Oh sorry."
"Geez, you're dazing off today, aren't you?" said Ron, rolling his eyes. "Not thinking about Lockhart again, are you?"
"Shut it Ron," said Hermione, in which Harry was sniggering with Ron.
Rick wasn't laughing. "Poor little girl. I know how you feel, I fancied my cute science teacher once," Ron gaped at him and laughed. "Hey, all the most popular guys were fancying her too, so you can shut it too." Ron stopped laughing, showing a grin. "I was kind of popular, but no girl seemed to go for me, as I seemed not their type. Too nice they said." Hermione looked into Rick's identical blue eyes, which showed caring. It was like another Remus Lupin, shy and nice. He seemed that kind of man when he was at Hogwarts, according to Sirius. Sirius was the playboy, according to Remus.
Now this guy, Rick, was Hermione's type.
But Rick didn't want her to be for him. He wanted her to be for Ron.
~~~~~
"Hogwarts,"
"Hey Ron, can I talk to you for a minute?" asked Rick, who looked at Harry and gave a look for him to go on.
"Yeah?" said Ron, out of everyone's earshot.
"Herm likes me. She really does fancy me, but I don't. I'm not saying she's horrible, but she's nice, as a friend. I don't want to go any further, but she likes my personality too much."
"I know you can't change," said Ron, sadly looking over to Hermione who was laughing at Malfoy, who had his hair short like a ferret. "But I can. Or you can tell her what's going on and she'll work it out herself."
"No, I don't want to hurt her either," said Rick. "I know. My best friend for 5 years was a girl, who I never ever fancied, and the same feelings were put towards me. I would know about this stuff."
"Err I would go with Hagrid and the first years if I were you," said Ron.
~~~~~
At home at the burrow, Molly Weasley was sitting at the table with Charlie, and she remembered what happened.
"Oh Molly, can you help me with Richard here?"
"Oh coming Arthur. Bill, can you help us?"
"Sure mum."
It was the summer after the twins were born. They were at least half a year old to a year old. "Err actually Molly, I need help with Ron as . . ."
"As what?" said Molly, in a straight tone.
"Richard's gone."
That was it. Molly's eyes seemed to quiver, as she burst into tears.
And there was no more mention in the memory. No more mention of the twin.
The twin that was never there.
~~~~~
In the school hall, Severus (I got the spelling right FINALLY my fan fic readers) Snape was sitting down, ready for the school to come in. He remembered his past when he found Rick at the orphanage.
"This boy is extremely strange,"
Snape looked down at a ginger haired boy, who was about 2 years old.
"In what way?" asked Snape, picking the boy up.
"No one seems to want to take him. They've seen a strange side."
"I see." Snape thought that maybe the child possessed magic, and may have been a wizard. "Does he have a name?"
"Well yes, a group of strange looking people said his name was Rick, that's all," said the orphanage manager. "They all seemed like kidnappers I think. We never found this boy's true parents, and maybe they murdered them then kidnapped him, I do not know."
A scar was seen above the boy's left knee, in a shape of a lion.
"And this is the strangest of all. A lion's scar."
Snape studied it carefully. He knew it might have been some kind of magical scar. The people might have been death eaters.
"What did these people who brought him look like?"
"Hooded, and I remember one had blond hair."
Malfoy, thought Snape.
"I'll take him."
~~~~~
Nervous along with the rest of the first years, Rick seemed taller than them all. Hagrid recognised that he was a new fifth year student.
"Hullo. Fifth year?"
"Yep."
"You're not the only one," Hagrid pointed to a beautiful girl with sleek blond hair.
Wow, she's cute.
"Hi, I'm Simone," said the girl, her hair waving round slightly. "What's yours?"
"Rick Weasley," said the boy.
"I thought you looked like Ron, a lot in fact," said Hagrid, seeing the queue of first years. "You're his twin?"
"Yeah," said Rick, seeing his brother wave.
"How's he getting on with Hermione? No fights?"
"Not so far, no,"
Hagrid waved back to Ron, and waved to Harry also. "There's young 'arry now. Now every one, get in the boats, only three a boat."
Hagrid clambered into his own while Simone and Rick shared one with a first year.
"So, what house do you think you'll get into?"
"Gryffindor I hope," said Rick.
"Same here! Wow, you seem to share the same thoughts."
She was right. She really thought Rick was cute too.
"Hi, I'm Henry Malfoy." Said the boy quietly behind them.
"Oh, a Malfoy?" said Rick. "I never seemed to like your brother when I read the muggle books."
"I hate him," said Henry. "He says I'm a - a - mudblood lover, and I want to be in Ravenclaw. Father says I'm a shame to the family."
"Just don't say mudblood again," said Rick, patting Henry's shoulder.
"I won't," he said innocently.
"I'm a pureblood," said Simone. "I know you're one, as I've heard of your family, and you too, Henry . . . AHHH!"
Some owls nearby, which suddenly burst like fireworks into the air, heard the shriek.
"A SQUID! HELP!"
Rick was struggling to keep Simone back in the boat. I can do this, he thought. I can do this.
"Henry help me out here!" said Rick, still pulling Simone who was shouting.
Hagrid quickly pulled his boat across, trying to get through to the first years that were watching this, terrified.
Simone was tugged, Rick falling into the water with her.
Luckily for him, he found gillyweed in his pocket.
Gillyweed?
He shoved it into his mouth and hers, in which they both could breathe again.
But why was there gillyweed in his pocket?
Then Rick remembered when Harry gave him some of the gillyweed he had left over from last year's twi-zard tournament.
And Rick was Harry this time.
He swum fast down there, and unfortunately for Simone, she hadn't swallowed the gillyweed at all.
She couldn't breathe.
What Rick ate only could last for a short time, as in five minutes.
And Simone had less time to live.
He grabbed Simone at last, pulling her so fast that she was free from the squid.
Seeing that she needed oxygen fast, he kissed her, while his gills had started to disappear. The oxygen circulated, and he had saved her life.
Rick surfaced with his gills almost gone, and Simone unconscious. She was breathing thankfully.
He started to feel faint as arms grabbed for him and Simone. He passed out.
~~~~~
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The Lion's scar
"Rick! Ron! Hurry up!" said Molly, at the train station waiting by the barrier.
"This is the part I don't like," said Rick, looking at the solid wall.
"Geez, you're like Harry," said Ron, who then ran into it.
"Your turn Rick," said Molly.
Rick hated this. He wished he could magically pop into there. Just like Harry I guess, he thought. He ran straight into it, almost knocking down his brother on the other side.
"Geez, you don't have to be that much," said Ron, as Harry came in after Hermione.
Ron started to go red, as Hermione had her hair sleek and very attractive to her pretty oval shaped face.
"Ron, you know you're going red," whispered Rick.
"Yeah I know," hissed Ron, as Hermione had Harry helping her drag her trunk up.
"Look, I'll be a second." Rick said before he rushed over to Harry to push the trunk up. "Ok, that's done." Ron stared at Rick for a minute. "What?"
"You are surprisingly strong for a twin," said Ron, looking at Harry fixing his jet-black hair. "I mean, I could probably not have done that."
"Sure you can," said Rick, frowning at Hermione who was laughing at Harry trying to pull the trunk up on his own, and had Ginny helping him after the frustration. "Just think you can, and then you see the difference. Anyways, I had help. Go on. Prove yourself."
Ron dragged his trunk across the ground, with Harry waiting to help. He pushed the trunk up, and he did it. He did it, with Harry panting on the ground holding his forehead.
"Harry's what's the matter?" said Ron and Rick in unison, then looking at each other.
"Voldemort again," said Harry trying to stand up, in which he did. "Look, I'll be all right."
"Sure?" said Rick, pulling Harry up.
Harry nodded. "No worries,"
"Rick seems to be caring, even to people he hardly knows," thought Ron, and Hermione had a similar thought. "I wonder. I wonder if that would charm Hermione. But wait. I'll be someone else by doing that. Rick is really different, even though Snape had brought him up. He is really nice. That makes him different, right?"
Once all the trunks were on board, Molly said good-bye to them all.
"Right Rick, owl us will you?"
"Yeah mum. I'll have a good time, don't you worry,"
~~~~~
"Anything off the trolley dears?"
It was around lunchtime, and the four had spent their morning in the prefects' compartment. In all the letters of Harry, Hermione, Ron and surprisingly Rick, they had a prefect badge. This was all to a surprise to Rick, but he had top marks when he took basic exams a week before he came, and he crammed all his learning into one month or less. This showed great things, and he was made a prefect.
"Yes please, I'm starving," said Rick, who picked out some things and paid 11 sickles.
"You're a polite one, aren't you?" said Harry, after feeding Hedwig.
"And a quiet one," said Ron.
"And a cute one," thought Hermione.
"Yeah, I can be quiet, getting to know people," said Rick, pushing back his ginger hair.
"Complete opposite to me," said Ron, knowing how outgoing her was. "I wish I'd really got into the music at the Yule Ball don't you?"
Harry laughed. "Not if Hermione was there. Hermione?"
"He is sensitive, cute and nice. Does he like me? And what about Ron? Man he looks like Ron, but his smile," These thoughts were in her mind as Harry waved his hand in front of her. "What? Oh sorry I'm just thinking about the Ball this year."
"Yeah, at least I have better ones this year," said Ron. "But Snape was paying for yours, wasn't he Rick?"
Rick laughed. "Yeah, he suggested black, which is not a surprise." At this point Harry was sniggering, with Hermione still quiet. "I got some nice dark blue ones in the end, which is my favourite colour."
"No wonder you were wearing that blue t shirt when you met me," said Ron. "Mine's red, my favourite colour. Why mum thought it was maroon, I do not know."
"Blue is his favourite colour? Nice colour." Hermione's thoughts seemed to record everything Rick was saying.
"Herm? You're quiet." Said Rick, looking at her face, which wasn't concentrating. "Huh? Oh sorry."
"Geez, you're dazing off today, aren't you?" said Ron, rolling his eyes. "Not thinking about Lockhart again, are you?"
"Shut it Ron," said Hermione, in which Harry was sniggering with Ron.
Rick wasn't laughing. "Poor little girl. I know how you feel, I fancied my cute science teacher once," Ron gaped at him and laughed. "Hey, all the most popular guys were fancying her too, so you can shut it too." Ron stopped laughing, showing a grin. "I was kind of popular, but no girl seemed to go for me, as I seemed not their type. Too nice they said." Hermione looked into Rick's identical blue eyes, which showed caring. It was like another Remus Lupin, shy and nice. He seemed that kind of man when he was at Hogwarts, according to Sirius. Sirius was the playboy, according to Remus.
Now this guy, Rick, was Hermione's type.
But Rick didn't want her to be for him. He wanted her to be for Ron.
~~~~~
"Hogwarts,"
"Hey Ron, can I talk to you for a minute?" asked Rick, who looked at Harry and gave a look for him to go on.
"Yeah?" said Ron, out of everyone's earshot.
"Herm likes me. She really does fancy me, but I don't. I'm not saying she's horrible, but she's nice, as a friend. I don't want to go any further, but she likes my personality too much."
"I know you can't change," said Ron, sadly looking over to Hermione who was laughing at Malfoy, who had his hair short like a ferret. "But I can. Or you can tell her what's going on and she'll work it out herself."
"No, I don't want to hurt her either," said Rick. "I know. My best friend for 5 years was a girl, who I never ever fancied, and the same feelings were put towards me. I would know about this stuff."
"Err I would go with Hagrid and the first years if I were you," said Ron.
~~~~~
At home at the burrow, Molly Weasley was sitting at the table with Charlie, and she remembered what happened.
"Oh Molly, can you help me with Richard here?"
"Oh coming Arthur. Bill, can you help us?"
"Sure mum."
It was the summer after the twins were born. They were at least half a year old to a year old. "Err actually Molly, I need help with Ron as . . ."
"As what?" said Molly, in a straight tone.
"Richard's gone."
That was it. Molly's eyes seemed to quiver, as she burst into tears.
And there was no more mention in the memory. No more mention of the twin.
The twin that was never there.
~~~~~
In the school hall, Severus (I got the spelling right FINALLY my fan fic readers) Snape was sitting down, ready for the school to come in. He remembered his past when he found Rick at the orphanage.
"This boy is extremely strange,"
Snape looked down at a ginger haired boy, who was about 2 years old.
"In what way?" asked Snape, picking the boy up.
"No one seems to want to take him. They've seen a strange side."
"I see." Snape thought that maybe the child possessed magic, and may have been a wizard. "Does he have a name?"
"Well yes, a group of strange looking people said his name was Rick, that's all," said the orphanage manager. "They all seemed like kidnappers I think. We never found this boy's true parents, and maybe they murdered them then kidnapped him, I do not know."
A scar was seen above the boy's left knee, in a shape of a lion.
"And this is the strangest of all. A lion's scar."
Snape studied it carefully. He knew it might have been some kind of magical scar. The people might have been death eaters.
"What did these people who brought him look like?"
"Hooded, and I remember one had blond hair."
Malfoy, thought Snape.
"I'll take him."
~~~~~
Nervous along with the rest of the first years, Rick seemed taller than them all. Hagrid recognised that he was a new fifth year student.
"Hullo. Fifth year?"
"Yep."
"You're not the only one," Hagrid pointed to a beautiful girl with sleek blond hair.
Wow, she's cute.
"Hi, I'm Simone," said the girl, her hair waving round slightly. "What's yours?"
"Rick Weasley," said the boy.
"I thought you looked like Ron, a lot in fact," said Hagrid, seeing the queue of first years. "You're his twin?"
"Yeah," said Rick, seeing his brother wave.
"How's he getting on with Hermione? No fights?"
"Not so far, no,"
Hagrid waved back to Ron, and waved to Harry also. "There's young 'arry now. Now every one, get in the boats, only three a boat."
Hagrid clambered into his own while Simone and Rick shared one with a first year.
"So, what house do you think you'll get into?"
"Gryffindor I hope," said Rick.
"Same here! Wow, you seem to share the same thoughts."
She was right. She really thought Rick was cute too.
"Hi, I'm Henry Malfoy." Said the boy quietly behind them.
"Oh, a Malfoy?" said Rick. "I never seemed to like your brother when I read the muggle books."
"I hate him," said Henry. "He says I'm a - a - mudblood lover, and I want to be in Ravenclaw. Father says I'm a shame to the family."
"Just don't say mudblood again," said Rick, patting Henry's shoulder.
"I won't," he said innocently.
"I'm a pureblood," said Simone. "I know you're one, as I've heard of your family, and you too, Henry . . . AHHH!"
Some owls nearby, which suddenly burst like fireworks into the air, heard the shriek.
"A SQUID! HELP!"
Rick was struggling to keep Simone back in the boat. I can do this, he thought. I can do this.
"Henry help me out here!" said Rick, still pulling Simone who was shouting.
Hagrid quickly pulled his boat across, trying to get through to the first years that were watching this, terrified.
Simone was tugged, Rick falling into the water with her.
Luckily for him, he found gillyweed in his pocket.
Gillyweed?
He shoved it into his mouth and hers, in which they both could breathe again.
But why was there gillyweed in his pocket?
Then Rick remembered when Harry gave him some of the gillyweed he had left over from last year's twi-zard tournament.
And Rick was Harry this time.
He swum fast down there, and unfortunately for Simone, she hadn't swallowed the gillyweed at all.
She couldn't breathe.
What Rick ate only could last for a short time, as in five minutes.
And Simone had less time to live.
He grabbed Simone at last, pulling her so fast that she was free from the squid.
Seeing that she needed oxygen fast, he kissed her, while his gills had started to disappear. The oxygen circulated, and he had saved her life.
Rick surfaced with his gills almost gone, and Simone unconscious. She was breathing thankfully.
He started to feel faint as arms grabbed for him and Simone. He passed out.
~~~~~
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