Right, here comes another chapter. Watch Out!
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"MUM! It's time to leave!!" Fred Weasley yelled up at his mother, who was busying with
getting her youngest son Ronald ready for his first year at Hogwarts.
"Mrs. Weasley! You wouldn't want to keep your obviously very eager sons waiting!"
Zephyr had come to spend summer holidays at the Weasley house that year, and she had
visited many times last summer.
"Alright!" said Mrs. Weasley, helping Ron drag his trunk down the stairs. "We're off!"
Six Weasleys and Zephyr piled into the family's Ford Angelina, and drove off towards
King's Cross station in London.
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"It's the same every year." said Mrs. Weasley, as she led them through the station. "Packed
with Muggles of course. Come on! Platform 9 3/4 this way!" They followed Mrs. Weasley,
and didn't notice the black-haired shadow of a boy that slipped out of the shadows to
follow them.
They came to the barrier between platforms 9 and 10, the magical barrier between the
muggle world and their platform.
"Alright Percy." said Mrs. Weasley, gesturing to the oldest boy. " You first."
Percy wheeled his cart towards the barrier and ran towards it, disappearing through the
wall to the Hogwarts Express.
"Come on Fred, you next." She said, turning towards her twins.
"He's not Fred! I Am!" said one of the twins offendedly.
"Honestly woman, you call yourself our mother."
"Can't you tell your own two sons apart?" Asked Zephyr. "I've only known them a few
years and it's very obvious to me that THAT'S George. Not Fred."
Mrs. Weasley looked slightly embarassed. "Sorry George." She said, shaking her head.
"George" wheeled his cart up towards the barrier. Right before he sped towards it, he
turned to his mother and said " I'm only kidding, I am Fred." And he ran through the
barrier, closely followed by George, then Zephyr.
"Here we go." Zephyr said. "Another year at Hogwarts."
" I wonder where Chloe is." Fred said, scanning the platform for their friend. Chloe was in
Ravenclaw. She was the Ravenclaw keeper on the quidditch team, but she and them had
been friends from the beginning.
"Oh well." Said Zephyr. "We're bound to find her on the train. And we'll see her at school
at any rate."
They stowed their stuff in an empty compartment near the end of the train, and
commenced looking for other people they knew, and people they might not necessarily
know that they could bother. As they combed the platform once more, looking for Chloe,
George climbed on the train and decided to see if she was already there. He noticed a
black-haired boy struggling to stow his belongings in a compartment not far from the ones
they had stored their things in. After he had witnessed him dropping his trunk on his foot,
George went up to him to offer the assistance of many years of stowing things.
"Want a hand?" George asked.
"Yes, please," The boy panted
"Oy, Fred! Zephyr!" George called out to the two, who were admiring Lee Jordan's
Tarantula. "C'mere and help!"
Zephyr and Fred ran to the assistance of the black-haired boy with the heavy trunk.
"Ah George." said Zephyr, as she helped them heave the trunk into the compartment.
"Always playing the gentleman. *cough*"
"Got something in your throat?" George asked slapping her on the back and smiling
wickedly.
Together, the four of them managed to get the trunk into the compartment alongside the
boy's snowy owl.
"Thanks." said the boy as he pushed his hair out of his face.
"What's that?" Fred asked, pointing at an odd shaped mark on the boy's forehead.
"Blimey," said George, staring openly. " Aren't you-??"
"He IS!" Fred exclaimed. " Aren't you?" he asked the boy.
"Who?" he asked, looking confusesd.
"Harry Potter!" They said together.
"Oh, him." said the boy, nonchalantly, and then added quickly " I mean, yes, I am."
The twins gawked at Harry unashamedly until he started to turn red.
"Catching flies, I presume?" Zephyr asked the twins, who immediately closed their gaping
mouths. "Didn't your mother tell you it's rude to stare?" She asked, shaking her head.
"And I choose to associate myself with such lowlifes. *sigh* you were not cut out to be
friends."
She turned to Harry, "Nice to meet you Harry."
"Oh come of it Zephyr" said a mocking voice behind her.
"We all know how you really are." said another.
"A rude, uncouth, scum bucket prankster." said the first.
Zephyr turned around. "Hi Ruby!" she said brightly to the Slytherin girl. "Are you ready
for a new year? Think you'll score with Snape this time around?" Ruby turned a
remarkable shade of burgundy, you would think someone had cut off her air supply. "Well,
I never!" she said, turning up her nose in disgust. " You sink so low to trying to get me
with petty insults."
"I'm terribly sorry!" Zephyr said, an expression that would make one think she was
actually sorry for what she had done. "I just thought I'd play you're game. For, if memory
serves me correctly, you insulted ME first. Really Ruby. I'm sorry, I wont do it again. You
know what? To make up for it, I think I'll give you personality lessons! Would that help?"
Ruby looked at her like she was a germ ridden corpse. "Come on Renee. Let's get out of
here. It's starting to smell." Ruby's best friend Renee looked at the three like they were the
lowest thing that had ever walked the earth. They then left to look at the first years on the
train; Searching for probable knew Slytherins.
"Tsk, Tsk." came a voice to the side. "When will they learn that that face only encourages
us?" the mischievous voice asked.
"Chloe!"
"'Ello, Ello!" said Chloe.
"Chloe" Fred said, "This is Harry Potter!"
Harry looked embarrassed, and seemed to be positively dreading being the subject of more
ogling.
"And?" Chloe said, looking very disinterested. "What's the point?"
Harry looked relieved, yet surprised. He thought that he would never see someone in the
wizarding world that didn't know him.
George whispered in Chloe's ear.
"Oh, Him!" Chloe said, not really seeming any more interested. Chloe looked at him
critically. "You sure?"
"Quite." said Harry, a little offended. " I think I know who I am."
"Right." said Chloe. " I have total faith in that fact Harry" she said a little too
sarcastiacally.
"I am!" Harry said.
"Mhm." Chloe said, examining her nails.
"Really!!" Harry was getting frustrated.
"Of course hun'"
"Chlo?"
"Yeeeeees?"
"He is Harry Potter. See his scar."
"Righty'o then!"
"Fred, George? Are you there?" said a voice drifting through the door.
"Coming Mom."
With a last look at Harry, Fred and George hopped off the train.
"Are you sure you're-"
"Come on Chloe!" jerking Chloe's arm, Zephyr dragged her off the train before she could
antagonize the poor boy any further.
They came out to find Mrs. Weasley fussing over Ron again.
"Ron, you've got something on your nose." she said, pulling out her handherchief, and
running furiously at the end of his nose.
"Mom!" he protested "Gerrof!" he somehow managed to wriggle free from his mother's
clutches.
"Aaah, has ickle Ronnie got somefink on his nosie?"
"Shut up." Ron said angrily.
"Where's Percy?" Mrs. Weasley asked, scanning the platform for her oldest son still in
Hogwarts attendance.
"He's coming now." said Ron.
Percy strode, arrogantly, into sight. He had already changed into his Hogwarts robes, like
the 'responsible' Hogwarts student he was.
"Can't stay long Mother." he said. "I'm up front, the prefects have got two compartments
to themselves-"
"Oh! Are you a prefect Percy?" George asked, sounding very surprised. "You should have
said something! We had no idea."
"Hang on, I think I remember him saying something about it." said Fred. "Once-"
"Or Twice." Zephyr added.
"A minute-"Fred said
"All summer-" George and Zephyr said together, grinning.
"Oh shut up," said Percy the Perfect Prefect.
"Perfect, Prefect, Perfect Prefect!"
"Be quiet Chloe." said Percy, glaring at the girl who had long ago lost her sanity.
But Chloe did not shut up, she continued chanting the mantra aiming to annoy Percy out
of his wits as was her style.
"How come Percy gets new robes anyway?" asked Fred.
"because he's a Prefect" said Mrs. Weasley with a great degree of affection in her voice.
"Have a good term Percy, send me an owl when you get there." She kissed Percy on the
cheek, and he practically ran away, glad to escape Chloe's chanting of 'perfect, prefect,
perfect. prefect'
"Now, you two-" said Mrs. Weasley turning to her twins. " This year you behave
yourselves. If I get one owl telling me you've - you've blown up a toilet or-"
"Blown up a toilet?" Fred asked.
"We've never blown up a toilet" Zephyr said, but her face said that she was searching her
memory to make sure that statement was altogether true.
"Great idea though, thanks, Mom" George said.
"It's not funny." said Mrs. Weasley sternly. "And look after Ron."
"Oh don't worry." said Zephyr.
"Ickle Ronniekins is safe with us." Said Fred wickedly
"Shut up Fred." Ron said again.
"Ron, Ron," Chloe said wisely, "It's a simple behavior modification. To cause a person to
discontinue any action, simply flick him on the nose. Observe." Fred was laughing at
Ron's frustration. "Fred?" Chloe said, to get his attention.
"What?" and there. She flicked him simply on the nose.
"See?"
"Hey!!"
"EEP!" Chloe dashed off, pursued by Fred.
"Hey, Mom, guess what? Guess who we met on the train?"George said.
"You know that black-haired boy who was near us in the station? Know who he is"
George asked.
"Who?" Ginny asked, face lighting up with excitement.
"Harry Potter!" they said together.
" Oh honestly." And Mrs. Weasley proceeded to lecture her children.
"Perfect, prefect, perfect, prefect"
"Chloe, good to see you alive. But Percy left a while ago."
"I know."
"So Shut up."
"CHLOE!"
"EEP!!" And Chloe ran off again, pursued by Fred.
"You've already seen him, Ginny, and the poor boy isn't something you goggle at in a
zoo." Mrs. Weasley was saying to her daughter. She turned to George. "Is he really,
George?" she asked, "How do you know?"
"Asked him."George said proudly, "Saw his scar. It's really there- like lightning."
"Poor dear." said Mrs. Weasley, face softening. "No wonder he was alone, I wondered.
He was ever so polite when he asked how to get onto the platform."
"Never mind that, do you thinl he remembers what You-Know-Who looks like?" Fred
asked, returning from chasing Chloe, who had scratched him with her cat-like claws,
discouraging him from chasing her any further.
His mother became very stern as she spoke to him. "I forbid you to ask him, Fred. No,
don't you dare. As though he needs reminding of that on his first day at school."
"Honestly Fred." Zephyr commented. "What are you thinking?"
"All right, keep your hair on!" Fred said.
A whistle sounded, signaling the departure of the Hogwarts express.
"Come on!" Zephyr said, tugging at George's sleeve. " Train's leavin'!" The four of them
clambered onto the train. Fred and George leaned out the window to kiss their mother
goodbye, and Ginny began to cry.
"Don't cry Ginny, We'll send you loads of owls." Fred said.
Zephyr pitched in, "We'll even send you....."
"A Hogwarts toilet seat!"
"George!"
"Only joking, Mom!"
The train began to move, and they watched Ginny run after the train until it gathered too
much speed for her to keep up, and she fell back and waved till the train was out of sight.
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Hey 'yall! that was a pretty long chapter, no? okay, maybe by some of your standards it
wasn't that long, but hey! at least I wrote it!! AHAHAHA!!! Now you see the Chaos that
this fic will amount to! A true product from our Twisted Mind!!!
Now, if you would be so kind as to review? Pllleeeeeeeeease?
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"MUM! It's time to leave!!" Fred Weasley yelled up at his mother, who was busying with
getting her youngest son Ronald ready for his first year at Hogwarts.
"Mrs. Weasley! You wouldn't want to keep your obviously very eager sons waiting!"
Zephyr had come to spend summer holidays at the Weasley house that year, and she had
visited many times last summer.
"Alright!" said Mrs. Weasley, helping Ron drag his trunk down the stairs. "We're off!"
Six Weasleys and Zephyr piled into the family's Ford Angelina, and drove off towards
King's Cross station in London.
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"It's the same every year." said Mrs. Weasley, as she led them through the station. "Packed
with Muggles of course. Come on! Platform 9 3/4 this way!" They followed Mrs. Weasley,
and didn't notice the black-haired shadow of a boy that slipped out of the shadows to
follow them.
They came to the barrier between platforms 9 and 10, the magical barrier between the
muggle world and their platform.
"Alright Percy." said Mrs. Weasley, gesturing to the oldest boy. " You first."
Percy wheeled his cart towards the barrier and ran towards it, disappearing through the
wall to the Hogwarts Express.
"Come on Fred, you next." She said, turning towards her twins.
"He's not Fred! I Am!" said one of the twins offendedly.
"Honestly woman, you call yourself our mother."
"Can't you tell your own two sons apart?" Asked Zephyr. "I've only known them a few
years and it's very obvious to me that THAT'S George. Not Fred."
Mrs. Weasley looked slightly embarassed. "Sorry George." She said, shaking her head.
"George" wheeled his cart up towards the barrier. Right before he sped towards it, he
turned to his mother and said " I'm only kidding, I am Fred." And he ran through the
barrier, closely followed by George, then Zephyr.
"Here we go." Zephyr said. "Another year at Hogwarts."
" I wonder where Chloe is." Fred said, scanning the platform for their friend. Chloe was in
Ravenclaw. She was the Ravenclaw keeper on the quidditch team, but she and them had
been friends from the beginning.
"Oh well." Said Zephyr. "We're bound to find her on the train. And we'll see her at school
at any rate."
They stowed their stuff in an empty compartment near the end of the train, and
commenced looking for other people they knew, and people they might not necessarily
know that they could bother. As they combed the platform once more, looking for Chloe,
George climbed on the train and decided to see if she was already there. He noticed a
black-haired boy struggling to stow his belongings in a compartment not far from the ones
they had stored their things in. After he had witnessed him dropping his trunk on his foot,
George went up to him to offer the assistance of many years of stowing things.
"Want a hand?" George asked.
"Yes, please," The boy panted
"Oy, Fred! Zephyr!" George called out to the two, who were admiring Lee Jordan's
Tarantula. "C'mere and help!"
Zephyr and Fred ran to the assistance of the black-haired boy with the heavy trunk.
"Ah George." said Zephyr, as she helped them heave the trunk into the compartment.
"Always playing the gentleman. *cough*"
"Got something in your throat?" George asked slapping her on the back and smiling
wickedly.
Together, the four of them managed to get the trunk into the compartment alongside the
boy's snowy owl.
"Thanks." said the boy as he pushed his hair out of his face.
"What's that?" Fred asked, pointing at an odd shaped mark on the boy's forehead.
"Blimey," said George, staring openly. " Aren't you-??"
"He IS!" Fred exclaimed. " Aren't you?" he asked the boy.
"Who?" he asked, looking confusesd.
"Harry Potter!" They said together.
"Oh, him." said the boy, nonchalantly, and then added quickly " I mean, yes, I am."
The twins gawked at Harry unashamedly until he started to turn red.
"Catching flies, I presume?" Zephyr asked the twins, who immediately closed their gaping
mouths. "Didn't your mother tell you it's rude to stare?" She asked, shaking her head.
"And I choose to associate myself with such lowlifes. *sigh* you were not cut out to be
friends."
She turned to Harry, "Nice to meet you Harry."
"Oh come of it Zephyr" said a mocking voice behind her.
"We all know how you really are." said another.
"A rude, uncouth, scum bucket prankster." said the first.
Zephyr turned around. "Hi Ruby!" she said brightly to the Slytherin girl. "Are you ready
for a new year? Think you'll score with Snape this time around?" Ruby turned a
remarkable shade of burgundy, you would think someone had cut off her air supply. "Well,
I never!" she said, turning up her nose in disgust. " You sink so low to trying to get me
with petty insults."
"I'm terribly sorry!" Zephyr said, an expression that would make one think she was
actually sorry for what she had done. "I just thought I'd play you're game. For, if memory
serves me correctly, you insulted ME first. Really Ruby. I'm sorry, I wont do it again. You
know what? To make up for it, I think I'll give you personality lessons! Would that help?"
Ruby looked at her like she was a germ ridden corpse. "Come on Renee. Let's get out of
here. It's starting to smell." Ruby's best friend Renee looked at the three like they were the
lowest thing that had ever walked the earth. They then left to look at the first years on the
train; Searching for probable knew Slytherins.
"Tsk, Tsk." came a voice to the side. "When will they learn that that face only encourages
us?" the mischievous voice asked.
"Chloe!"
"'Ello, Ello!" said Chloe.
"Chloe" Fred said, "This is Harry Potter!"
Harry looked embarrassed, and seemed to be positively dreading being the subject of more
ogling.
"And?" Chloe said, looking very disinterested. "What's the point?"
Harry looked relieved, yet surprised. He thought that he would never see someone in the
wizarding world that didn't know him.
George whispered in Chloe's ear.
"Oh, Him!" Chloe said, not really seeming any more interested. Chloe looked at him
critically. "You sure?"
"Quite." said Harry, a little offended. " I think I know who I am."
"Right." said Chloe. " I have total faith in that fact Harry" she said a little too
sarcastiacally.
"I am!" Harry said.
"Mhm." Chloe said, examining her nails.
"Really!!" Harry was getting frustrated.
"Of course hun'"
"Chlo?"
"Yeeeeees?"
"He is Harry Potter. See his scar."
"Righty'o then!"
"Fred, George? Are you there?" said a voice drifting through the door.
"Coming Mom."
With a last look at Harry, Fred and George hopped off the train.
"Are you sure you're-"
"Come on Chloe!" jerking Chloe's arm, Zephyr dragged her off the train before she could
antagonize the poor boy any further.
They came out to find Mrs. Weasley fussing over Ron again.
"Ron, you've got something on your nose." she said, pulling out her handherchief, and
running furiously at the end of his nose.
"Mom!" he protested "Gerrof!" he somehow managed to wriggle free from his mother's
clutches.
"Aaah, has ickle Ronnie got somefink on his nosie?"
"Shut up." Ron said angrily.
"Where's Percy?" Mrs. Weasley asked, scanning the platform for her oldest son still in
Hogwarts attendance.
"He's coming now." said Ron.
Percy strode, arrogantly, into sight. He had already changed into his Hogwarts robes, like
the 'responsible' Hogwarts student he was.
"Can't stay long Mother." he said. "I'm up front, the prefects have got two compartments
to themselves-"
"Oh! Are you a prefect Percy?" George asked, sounding very surprised. "You should have
said something! We had no idea."
"Hang on, I think I remember him saying something about it." said Fred. "Once-"
"Or Twice." Zephyr added.
"A minute-"Fred said
"All summer-" George and Zephyr said together, grinning.
"Oh shut up," said Percy the Perfect Prefect.
"Perfect, Prefect, Perfect Prefect!"
"Be quiet Chloe." said Percy, glaring at the girl who had long ago lost her sanity.
But Chloe did not shut up, she continued chanting the mantra aiming to annoy Percy out
of his wits as was her style.
"How come Percy gets new robes anyway?" asked Fred.
"because he's a Prefect" said Mrs. Weasley with a great degree of affection in her voice.
"Have a good term Percy, send me an owl when you get there." She kissed Percy on the
cheek, and he practically ran away, glad to escape Chloe's chanting of 'perfect, prefect,
perfect. prefect'
"Now, you two-" said Mrs. Weasley turning to her twins. " This year you behave
yourselves. If I get one owl telling me you've - you've blown up a toilet or-"
"Blown up a toilet?" Fred asked.
"We've never blown up a toilet" Zephyr said, but her face said that she was searching her
memory to make sure that statement was altogether true.
"Great idea though, thanks, Mom" George said.
"It's not funny." said Mrs. Weasley sternly. "And look after Ron."
"Oh don't worry." said Zephyr.
"Ickle Ronniekins is safe with us." Said Fred wickedly
"Shut up Fred." Ron said again.
"Ron, Ron," Chloe said wisely, "It's a simple behavior modification. To cause a person to
discontinue any action, simply flick him on the nose. Observe." Fred was laughing at
Ron's frustration. "Fred?" Chloe said, to get his attention.
"What?" and there. She flicked him simply on the nose.
"See?"
"Hey!!"
"EEP!" Chloe dashed off, pursued by Fred.
"Hey, Mom, guess what? Guess who we met on the train?"George said.
"You know that black-haired boy who was near us in the station? Know who he is"
George asked.
"Who?" Ginny asked, face lighting up with excitement.
"Harry Potter!" they said together.
" Oh honestly." And Mrs. Weasley proceeded to lecture her children.
"Perfect, prefect, perfect, prefect"
"Chloe, good to see you alive. But Percy left a while ago."
"I know."
"So Shut up."
"CHLOE!"
"EEP!!" And Chloe ran off again, pursued by Fred.
"You've already seen him, Ginny, and the poor boy isn't something you goggle at in a
zoo." Mrs. Weasley was saying to her daughter. She turned to George. "Is he really,
George?" she asked, "How do you know?"
"Asked him."George said proudly, "Saw his scar. It's really there- like lightning."
"Poor dear." said Mrs. Weasley, face softening. "No wonder he was alone, I wondered.
He was ever so polite when he asked how to get onto the platform."
"Never mind that, do you thinl he remembers what You-Know-Who looks like?" Fred
asked, returning from chasing Chloe, who had scratched him with her cat-like claws,
discouraging him from chasing her any further.
His mother became very stern as she spoke to him. "I forbid you to ask him, Fred. No,
don't you dare. As though he needs reminding of that on his first day at school."
"Honestly Fred." Zephyr commented. "What are you thinking?"
"All right, keep your hair on!" Fred said.
A whistle sounded, signaling the departure of the Hogwarts express.
"Come on!" Zephyr said, tugging at George's sleeve. " Train's leavin'!" The four of them
clambered onto the train. Fred and George leaned out the window to kiss their mother
goodbye, and Ginny began to cry.
"Don't cry Ginny, We'll send you loads of owls." Fred said.
Zephyr pitched in, "We'll even send you....."
"A Hogwarts toilet seat!"
"George!"
"Only joking, Mom!"
The train began to move, and they watched Ginny run after the train until it gathered too
much speed for her to keep up, and she fell back and waved till the train was out of sight.
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Hey 'yall! that was a pretty long chapter, no? okay, maybe by some of your standards it
wasn't that long, but hey! at least I wrote it!! AHAHAHA!!! Now you see the Chaos that
this fic will amount to! A true product from our Twisted Mind!!!
Now, if you would be so kind as to review? Pllleeeeeeeeease?