Twice Over

All right, I know I was rough on the first chapter, so I hope to make this one better for your enjoyment! Yahoo! Anyways, tell me how I'm doing if you want… I want you to… but it doesn't matter what I want, now does it? I get to make the plot of this fic, so why should I want more than I have? … I'll stop rambling now … it's the only thing that keeps me sane, though… but you've nothing to worry about.

Thanks to all of reviewers from my last chapter of Bitter Sweet: valentineshater, CrazyTalk32, sunnysweetie, Lauren, Angel du la Luna, evahyoung (and yes, fire red shag is a red shag- as in the type of hair), and Jagged Epiphany!

Thanks to Kissed-Bright Red for reviewing to 'Lets Talk About Wizards' and 'Between Us'. As well thanks to Oreo-line, Jagged Epiphany and ArtemisiaQuill for reading 'Lets Talk About Wizards'!

Shout outs to reviewers from the first chapter of Twice Over:

Calypso: ::waves back:: I loved your review and I'm glad you liked the first chapter, they are always rough ground for me.

Sunnysweetie- I'm glad you like it so far, cant wait to see your review this chapter!

Tikvah Ariel-you are totally right about the Ron thing, I bet he could speak a bit better, but I don't have a younger sibling so you know… but it IS Ron, so you never know! LOL, I say 'whatsit' a lot, it's just a version of my own slang. Lol, I thought it'd be cool to have the twins say it. As for Molly not coming to the train station, I figured she would have her hands full with Ginny and Ron and not be able to. It just made things easier. Thanks for the advice and I hope you read this chapter!

Lauren- thanks for sticking with me, you always have the nicest things to say! ::hugs Lauren and runs to computer:: I hope you like this chapter!

Jagged Epiphany: thanks so much for reading, it means a ton to me to have someone as experienced in writing as you to read my stuff and help me out, and maybe even actually like it! Love your stories, and yay, you updated!

CrazyTalk32- hehehe I know, silly Fred, dirt flavour is the best! Thanks for reading and reviewing, I always love to hear from you!

Disclaimer- me no own, you no sue.

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Chapter 2- Hogwarts

A great and burly man, with a husky body and large brown beard covering his face, grunted as he saw the students pile out from the train. His beetle black eyes warmly searched the crowd.

"Firs' years!" He yelled.

"Hello, Hagrid." Said a Griffindor, passing by.

Hagrid lifted a hand as the boy passed and then looked at the group of first years slowly crowding around him.

"Follow me, firs' years! Follow me!" He called, leading the trembling students to the boats. A rumble of thunder crashed overhead and Fred, George and Lee climbed into a boat together.

Their stomachs rumbled from hunger, even though they had eaten only a while ago. They figured it was a mix of nerves and too many sweets. The boat slowly started moving by itself across the lake, following Hagrid's boat. All the students could see of Hagrid was the back of his head, a wild mess of brown and stringy hair.

"You'll see yer firs' look of Hogwarts as we pass this 'ere Forest…" They heard Hagrid call.

In only a couple moments, the students in the boats took a sharp intake of air, as they saw the castle stand in the dead of the night in all its glory, the windows glowing with a strange aurora, the sky a murky grey of paint behind it. In another flash of lightning, rain began to fall around the students.

George exchanged looks with his brother, and they both turned to Lee's face, his mouth hanging open like the moment they first met him. He seemed at a loss for words and the twins winked at him.

"That's the place that will know our names." George said.

Fred nodded. "We can't leave them without a good show."

Lee managed a smile. "I wont let you down." He said.

"We never expected less." The twins said together.

They shuddered as the cold rain soaked through their robes. As the boat slowed to a stop and they climbed out, the castle seemed so much bigger than when they had seen it from a distance. Its stone walls loomed over them as the rain fell, sliding down the stone.

Making their way inside, they met a straight-faced teacher, who managed a small and very thin smile.

"Students, welcome to Hogwarts. Beyond these doors is the great hall. There you will meet the rest of the students, which I'm sure some of you are familiar with a few of them. You will wait for your name to be called, and then place the 'Sorting Hat' atop your head. He will sort you in the house that serves you best, and that House's members will become like your family. You will eat with your house, attend classes with your house, sleep in the same Dormitories as your house, and in your free time, you will spend it mostly in your house common room.

So, wait here for me to come back and get you all. While I'm gone, try to smarten yourselves up a bit." The Woman said.

She left and George looked at Fred and Lee. "So what exactly is this hat thing?" He asked.

Lee stood on tiptoe to try to see over the heads of the crowd of nervous students. "I've heard it's a talking hat… who see's into your mind." He said.

"Sounds a bit-… freaky to me." Fred said.

George nodded. "You know what mum says, Fred-…"

"Never trust anything that you can't see where it keeps its brain." They said together.

Lee laughed.

Fred and Lee talked about different sayings, and George tried to listen, but his stomach wouldn't let him stay on topic for too long, and he found himself looking around and exploring the crowd of people. He tried to keep his nerves down, telling his stomach to stop letting the fairies jump around, but it was no use.

"You stupid little half-blood. I've seen frogs that look better than you."

George turned around to see who said that and saw a group of boys, most of them very large-set, speaking to a short girl wearing low pigtails, her hair wet and messy. Looking at her made George's stomach jump and made him feel even stranger than he had before, so he shoved it out of the way and stayed silent.

He watched the girl, her cheeks growing a rosy red, and her eyes blinking furiously. She had nothing to say back… why wouldn't she say anything?

"Bet you've never seen people like me before, you stupid bit-…" One of the large boy's who looked to be a leader began.

George stepped in front of the girl and gave a smile. "Sure, we've seen people like you, before… but we had to pay admission." George answered, giving the boys a cocky smile.

They glared and walked away, and George turned to her. "Hi… George Weasley." He said, sticking out his hand and introducing himself.

The girl gave him a hesitant look and then lightly took his hand. "Hi. Next time, don't help me." She said, releasing his hand and giving him a dark look.

"Um-…" George seemed at a loss for words.

The girl raised her eyebrows at him and began to walk away from him.

"Hey!" George called.

The girl turned.

"I didn't catch your name." He said.

The girl only gave a small smile. "I didn't give it." She said. Then she walked deep into the crowd of people, becoming another lost face.

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Alicia watched the boy's turn away from her, and the tall redhead in front of her turned and gave her a warm smile. She felt her stomach drop at the sight of more people, walking away and thinking that she couldn't handle them and had to have someone save her from their taunts… again. She tried to fix her brown-red hair as it hung loosely in wet pigtails by her shoulders.

She allowed her chocolate-brown eyes to lock with his caramel tinted ones, which smiled down at her like his lopsided grin. She looked at his red hair, she had to admit she had never seen such a good-looking redhead in her life, the colour worked well with his pale face and freckled cheeks.

"Hi…" The boy said, almost sounding like he was wondering if he could talk to her. He stuck out a hand and then said, "George Weasley."

Alicia looked at his hand and couldn't resist taking it. She did owe him thanks. "Hi." She said. Then she felt her anger at knowing another group of bullies thought she couldn't handle teasing, and anger kicked in again. She looked up at him and gave him a testing look. "Next time, don't help me."

The boy, who seemed to be named George, looked like he didn't have anything to say. "Um…" He said slowly.

Alicia decided to save him some trouble and raised her eyebrows at him, turning and beginning to head towards the crowd.

"Hey!" He shouted to her.

Alicia froze and slowly turned around.

"I didn't catch your name." George said.

She couldn't resist smiling at how silly this boy was being. "I didn't give it." She answered simply. To avoid him calling her back again, she quickly headed into the crowd getting lost in the midst of people.

Alicia manoeuvred through the people and came out the other side of the large group of people, hoping to get away from all the commotion. She was terribly shy. She glanced at the large doors as they loomed over her. She closed her eyes and wished that when she opened them, the doors would be open and she wouldn't have to be alone in the corner with no one to talk to.

She opened her eyes.

Brown eyes stared back.

"AH!" Alicia yelped and fell over.

"Are you all right? I didn't mean to startle you…" The girl said.

Alicia couldn't get a good glimpse of the girl because all she saw next was deep brown curls and locks of hair in her face as the girl helped her up. Alicia straightened out her skirt and touched a hand to her forehead, waiting for her vision to correct itself.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw a girl with sweet coca skin, a perfect face, curves that a model would die for, and bouncy locks of dark brown hair. She was jealously beautiful, and Alicia was prepared for what was going to happen: This popular, beautiful girl was going to start making fun of her.

"I saw you alone over here and I was wondering if you were feeling okay." The girl said.

Alicia blinked. "You uh?"

"Oh… how rude of me!" She said in a bit of a snappy tone. She then sweetly smiled and said, "I'm Angelina Johnson."

"Oh, I'm uh-…." Alicia couldn't seem to find her voice.

"Yes?" She asked.

"I'm um… Alicia Spinnet!" Alicia said quickly, feeling her face grow hot.

Angelina smiled.

They were silent for a moment, and Alicia felt awkward. This girl came up to talk to her, and she had nothing interesting to say. She wondered if she should introduce herself again, but the girl broke the silence.

"Hey, um… I don't know anyone here. Do you want to be my friend?" She asked.

Alicia smiled. This girl was certainly straight forward, and if she wasn't so nice then maybe Alicia would have hated her perfect body and perfect looks, but she couldn't bring herself to hate her.

"Yeah! I mean, um… sure." Alicia said, excited at first and then trying to act cool.

Angelina laughed. "Good. So… what house you think you'll be in?" She asked.

Alicia shrugged. "My dad was the Wizard in the family and my mom didn't approve. He became a businessman and he doesn't use magic, so it was a real shock when we got my letter. My mom was furious, and my dad is always away on business trips, so I didn't get a chance to learn anything about the magic world. I don't even know what the houses are…" She said. That was the most she had said in a while, and it felt good to be able to talk to someone.

"Oh!" Angelina exclaimed. "Well that's simple then, I can tell you and you can decide which one you'd prefer, right now. Okay, there's Slytherin, and all bad wizards have come from there, including you-know-who, and their logo is a snake. Um… there's ravenclaw and their logo is a Hippogriff I'm pretty sure. They are all the smart and wise people, really. Huffelpuff is for the others and the sweet, kind and quiet people, and their logo is a Badger. Then, there is my favourite!" Angelina continued, "I personally hope that I will be in it. It is Griffindor. Our- I mean their, logo is a Lion, and they are for the brave and stuff like that. They have red robes; it's their main colour. Oh yeah, and Huffelpuff is yellow, Slytherin is Green, and Ravenclaw is blue."

Alicia's mouth dropped. "Um, well I guess I wouldn't mind being in any of them, except Slytherin, it doesn't sound like the greatest. I'd say that I guess I like Griffindor, but I most likely will be put in Huffelpuff, because I'm shy and I don't really belong anywhere."

Angelina laughed. "Nonsense! Well I hope we're both in Griffindor."

Alicia smiled. "Um, sorry, but I don't know who you mean by you-know-who." She said.

"What? Who?" Angelina asked.

"You-know-who." Alicia said again.

Angelina cocked her head to the side. "No… I don't know who."

"No, I mean, you-know-who." Alicia said.

"What?"

"I don't know who!"

"Who is what-now?"

Alicia sighed. "You said something about Slytherin having you-know-who come from it. I don't know who, you-know-who is, because I don't know who is you-know-who."

"Oh! You-know-who! Yeah, I know who." Angelina said.

"I don't know who you-know-who is." Alicia said.

"Oh, you don't know who you-know-who is and you want to know who?" Angelina asked.

Alicia thought hard. "I think…"

"Well you know who. Its you-know-who." Angelina said. "Famous you-know-who."

"I'm afraid I don't know who." Alicia said.

"Starts with a V…" Angelina hinted.

Alicia shook her head.

"Evil wizard, by the name of… Volde, with a mort on the end." Angelina whispered.

"What? Voldemor-…"

Alicia began but was cut off by Angelina's hand over her mouth.

"Yeah." Angelina said.

"What's so big about him?" Alicia asked.

Angelina stared at her. "You really don't know a lot! Well, he was the most evil wizard known, and is still at large… well at least I and a bunch of other people believe, although, some people refuse to think that he is still alive." She explained.

The Great Hall's doors swung open and the teacher was back.

"Students, follow me!" She called.

A wave of students followed her in the Great Hall, trembling under the thought that in the next few minutes, their destiny would be formed by simply placing a hat atop their head.

Alicia followed in a straight line, trying to keep the eyes of the prying students off of her. She stopped in the line, and a great man with a long white beard that could go around the room and back again, was smiling at them behind half-moon glasses, with shimmering blue eyes and wrinkles of happiness flowing freely across his face.

"Welcome! Welcome back, and welcome here for the first time, students and newly formed students of Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry. For those who don't know, I am the headmaster of this school, Professor Dumbledore." Dumbledore greeted, his eyes wandering around. "Its lovely to see so many familiar faces, and so many new faces. I'm sure that your minds are all ready for shaping, or at least roasting on a piping hot stick for some of those who hang around Mountain Trolls!"

There was a rumble of laughter, but after hearing that, Alicia felt more sick than she had before.

"Without further moments delay, I introduce to you, the lovely, the magnificent, the absolute finest-…" Dumbledore began but after hearing McGonagol clear her throat, he nodded in thanks at her reminding that they must be getting on with things, "hat ever seen here or anywhere else!"

"Hear-hear!" A short man who was sitting on stacks of books said, raising an empty glass.

"The sorting hat!" Dumbledore concluded. From behind him, he took a ratty old-looking hat. It was a fading-black with a couple stitched breaks, and one very fine outlined one through the middle that overlapped.

Dumbledore placed the hat on a old wooden stool that sat in front of all the students, and stepped away, going to sit in a large chair that seemed the 'head-chair' of the teachers table, that was situated in the exact centre.

The hat seemed to move by itself, and when Alicia looked closer, she realized that in fact, it was moving by itself. With McGonagol standing close to the stool, a large scroll in her hand, the hat seemed to be becoming alive, stretching and moving the overlapping parts of it that now looked like eyes, and the very fine outlined break seemed to be its mouth.

"Oh, Alicia! Look!" Angelina said, grasping the fabric off the arm of her friend's robes.

Alicia could only nod at the sight before them, as the hat cleared its throat and began to sing.

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Well, we're pretty much beginning to meet the main characters of all this. For all you Katie Bell lovers out there, no worries, she will come later, but sadly, most likely not in this story. Hopefully as most of you know, Katie Bell is one year behind her friends, so they will meet her in year two. Wondering where Flint is? Well, he is older than them by a year… remember he failed. So they will meet him later, and he will fail year three and do it over with them! Anyways, review if you like it, it's going to get better!

-Kit