Hello again everyone! Thank you all so much for reading chapter one and liking it enough to stick around for chapter two. Evelyn meets our favorite twins in this chapter--what will she think of them? Remember--reviews are much appreciated :-)

Huge thanks to remuslives23 for being all around awesome, leaving me my first (and thus far only) review (hint hint) and helping me edit; and Beast's Harlot for adding my little story to her favorite's list--hope you enjoy chapter two.

Just a reminder: if you recognize it, it ain't mine--it's JK's :-)

'Ginny, dear, please don't let go of Mummy's hand, its too crowded in--FRED! GEORGE! Leave Ron alone! Oh and Percy, dear, please stop fiddling with your glasses; I promise you'll get used to them. Charlie, watch where you're walking; you almost knocked over your father again! Arthur, could you please try to contain these boys.'

'Molly, dear, if they won't listen to you they definitely won't listen to me.'

Molly Weasley, mother of seven and unofficial saint, rolled her eyes as two of her children laughed at their father's words.

The trip to King's Cross from Devon was never an easy one, what with so many children people to keep track of, but for the first time in quite a while she was making the trip without all of her children --her oldest son, Bill having graduated from Hogwarts last year. He was now living in Egypt, studying to be a curse breaker for Gringott's bank. She was insanely proud of his achievements, but she missed him desperately--he was, after all, her first born, However, with her twin boys being so excited about their first year at Hogwarts, she was grateful for one less body to look after.

Meanwhile, while Molly was trying to organize six children, a husband, four trunks, an owl and a rat, the two newest Weasleys to go to Hogwarts were scheming amongst themselves. Fred and George Weasley had been pranksters from the very day they were born, only a few minutes old when they executed their first act of mischief -- urinating all over their Healer. Since then, they'd found a way to create havoc in almost any situation, and were looking forward to kicking off their Hogwarts career with a prank they'd be remembered for.

Finally, the ginger-headed clan turned the corner that lead them to platforms nine and above and were faced with the brick barrier to platform 9 3/4. The clock on the corner of the platform read 10:45 AM, giving them fifteen minutes to get everyone through the barrier and settled on the train. Molly and Arthur Weasley stood before their four school-aged children and began what all Weasley offspring knew as "The Speech", which simply contained instructions for them to behave, not to neglect their studies, to write at least once a week, and again a reminder for them to BEHAVE. During the speech, the quieter twin, George, allowed his eyes to wander around the platform. During his mother's third or fourth reminder to "please behave" (he wasn't sure which, he'd lost track) he spotted something quite odd against the wall; a lump of blue, red and gray curled up on a trunk.

'Uh, Mum?'

'Oh, for heaven's sake, George, what is it?'

George pointed to what he had seen and his mother gasped as she realised what the lump was.

'Now what parent in their right mind would allow their child to sleep here alone? Oh, this just will not do!'

'Now, Molly, do you really think its our business to--'

'Arthur, that girl is sleeping on a trunk in the middle of a crowded and dangerous train station all alone--this is definitely my business.'

And with that, Molly Weasley carefully approached the girl, her four youngest children just inches behind her.

Evelyn was dreaming quite a lovely dream; she was playing football in the park with her father as her mother sat nearby under a tree reading a book. She and her father took a break and sat under the tree with her mother to enjoy a picnic lunch. It was simply wonderful--neither of her parents had their usual mound of paperwork with them, and they were smiling and laughing with her, something they rarely, if ever, did. It was the kind of day she had always longed to share with her parents. As she became aware of a hand, gently shaking her awake, the scene before her began to fade--the last thing she saw was her parents smiling at her.

'Dear? You might want to wake up.'

Evelyn's eyes blinked open to see a woman with wild orange-red hair kneeling before her. Evelyn gasped and sat straight up in alarm.

The woman smiled gently, 'I didn't mean to frighten you, dear--I just thought you wouldn't want to be asleep here for too long.'

Evelyn nodded quickly before glancing down at her watch. Her emerald eyes widened in shock.

'Oh no! Its so late!' she exclaimed as she leapt to her feet and reached for her knapsack and cat carrier. 'Oh I'm sure to miss the train now! I don't even know where the thing is! My parents were right--this was a mistake.'

Molly gently grabbed the girls shoulders to keep her still, 'Easy there, dear, you're getting yourself all wound up. Now, my name is Molly Weasley...what's yours?'

'Evelyn Collins, ma'am.'

'Well, Evelyn, its a pleasure to meet you. Would you like me to help you find your train?'

Evelyn nodded gratefully.

'Ok, let's start with what you know, shall we? Do you have any clue where your platform is?'

'No, ma'am.'

'Do you know what platform number it is?'

'Er, no, ma'am,' Evelyn stuttered, not daring to tell the woman she was looking platform 9 3/4, quite an absurd number.

'Alright...well, where is it you're going, dear? We can always ask one of the security guards.'

'I'm going to a...prestigious boarding school up North...it's called Hogwarts,' Evelyn responded, using the line her mother had practically drilled in her head in case any of their family or friends bothered to ask which school she attended.

Molly smiled sweetly, 'Well, dear, you're in luck; that is exactly where my family and I are headed.'

Evelyn's greed eyes widened as she whispered, 'You're a witch?'

Molly nodded, 'That I am, dear. I'm guessing you're a first year?'

'Yes, ma'am, and the first witch in my family.'

'Well, congratulations! Your parents must be very proud.'

Evelyn's eyes lowered to her shoes, 'Actually, they don't want me to go--I don't think they quite fancy the idea of me being magical. They dropped me off at eight o'clock, before they went to work.'

Molly was furious--how could this sweet girl's parents abandon her at a train station by herself? And they didn't like her being magical? It was as bad as a pureblood family disowning a squib in her opinion--despicable. She tried not to let her disgust show--she didn't want to upset the girl anymore than she seemed to be. She took a deep, calming breath and smiled at the girl.

'Well then, it's lucky my George saw you when he did. Come along, dear--we'll help you with your things and get you through the platforms. Oh!'

She had just turned to call over one of her boys when she noticed her four youngest right behind her, looking past her to the mysterious girl with great interest.

Molly sighed forcefully, 'Will you four stop standing there and gawking at Evelyn like she's a monkey in the zoo? Ronald, Ginevra, go back to your father! Frederick, George, help Evelyn with her bags and for goodness sakes, behave yourselves!'

Little Ron and Ginny quickly scurried to their father's side, and Molly turned back to Evelyn as the twins grabbed the young girl's luggage.

'I apologize for them dear...they get their curiosity from their father.'

Evelyn shook her hand, 'N-No, its fine, really. I don't mind it.'

'See, Mum, she doesn't mind us!'

'And who would? We are rather charming, aren't we, George?'

'That we are, Fred, that we are.'

'Oh, George, we've forgotten our manners!'

'Oh, silly us! Allow me to introduce myself, my dear. My name is George,' the first ginger haired twin said, bowing ridiculously low.

'And my name is Fred,' the second twin said as he mimicked his brother's actions.

'And we are the Weasley Twins!' the boys finished in unison as they stood to full height once more.

Evelyn smiled and giggled, clapping at the twins antics as they repeated their bows and their mother rolled her eyes.

'That was brilliant! How did you do that?' Evelyn asked as she slung her knapsack onto her shoulder.

'Do what?' the twins asked as they heaved Evelyn's heavy trunk onto a trolley.

'That! Speak in unison! It's wicked!' Evelyn said, picking up Dorothy's carrier.

The twin's looked at each other for a few moments before Fred spoke, 'Dunno, really--we just always have.'

'Maybe you're telepathic!'

'Tele-what?' George asked.

'Telepathic--you're able to communicate using only your minds.'

'Sounds bloody cool!' the twins spoke in unison again, making Evelyn laugh once more.

'Ok, come on you three, time to get to the platform,' Molly said with a soft smile, ushering the children forward.

Evey knew she should've been paying attention to how the others were getting onto the platform, but the twins were so incredibly fascinating! They were entertaining her with ideas for pranks they could pull on their enemies when she heard her name being called.

'Alright, Evelyn, it's your turn, dear,' she heard Mrs. Weasley say sweetly.

She whipped her head around so fast her plaits hit the twins right in their faces.

'Pardon me?' she said politely as the twins mimed serious injury behind her to the amusement of their younger siblings.

'The Platform, dear. Its your turn to go through the wall.'

'Th-through the wall?'

'Why of course dear--weren't you paying attention?'

Evelyn looking guiltily back at the twins who were both suddenly whistling different tunes and looking around the platform with an air of innocence. Molly didn't have to hear another word--she knew what had distracted little Evelyn.

She glared at her sons then smiled at the young girl. 'Its alright, dear. Come, stand in front of me. Yes, bring your trolley. Now, you see that wall right there? Between platforms nine and ten? Now what you have to do is walk right through it. Don't worry, you won't crash--best to do it at a bit of a run if you're nervous.'

Evelyn nodded and gripped the handle of her trolley as she stared at the brick wall ahead of her. She took several deep breaths, mentally counted to three, and took off at a run, making Dorothy meow loudly in protest in her carrying case. Evelyn closed her eyes tightly as she drew nearer to the wall, bracing herself for the impending crash; but when it never came, she slowed and opened her eyes. In front of her was not the brick wall she'd been expecting to see but a platform filled with bustling people pushing trolleys and a large scarlet steam engine with the words Hogwart's Express emblazoned across the front.

Her jaw dropped in shock--Minnie had failed to mention this to her on their trip to Diagon Alley.

'Quite a sight, isn't it?'

'We were the same way when we first saw it...'

'Of course we were four at the time.'

Evelyn looked back and forth to see a twin on either side of her. Even though they weren't particularly tall, she was short for her age and they towered over her.

'Boys, you know better than to stand in front of the barrier unless you want to be run over,' Molly said as she appeared behind them, young Ginny's hand in hers, Arthur following soon after with Ron.

'Well I'm sorry, Mum, but we had to explain to Evey here--'

'Um, its "Evelyn" actually.'

'--that her apparent awe and fascination with the Hogwarts Express is completely normal,' George said, ignoring Evelyn's interruption as he and his twin slung their arms around her small shoulders.

Molly's irritated expression softened as she looked at the small girl between her twin sons. She had forgotten that this was the first time the girl was seeing the train and she had to admit that she had also been awed the first time she had laid eyes on the scarlet train all those years ago.

She smiled. 'Well, alright then--but let's move aside now, shall we? We have less than ten minutes to get all you children settled on the train--no, Ron, no Ginny, I didn't mean you, my darlings.'

Ron and Ginny continued to pout as the group of nine moved down the platform looking for an empty compartment. Charlie and Percy waved goodbye as they broke off from the group to join their friends--Charlie grinning as he greeted a rather rambunctious witch with bubble gum pink hair, and Percy saying hello to a witch with long, curly, blonde hair.

Finally, they found a mostly empty compartment towards the back of the train and, after a handful of hugs and goodbyes, the three first years joined the others in the compartment, waving out the window until they lost sight of the platform. The twins settled on either side of Evelyn -- George to her left, Fred to her right -- as they set off on what promised to be an interesting first year.

'Hi,' said a boy sitting across from Evelyn.

He had chocolate colored skin, dark glittering eyes and a head full of dreadlocks. There was a girl to either side of him: One, a girl with caramel colored skin, shiny black hair pulled back into a single plait and dark brown eyes; the other a fair skinned girl with light brown wavy hair and hazel eyes.

'Hey there, mate! The name's George Weasley--'

'--and I'm his much more interesting, much cuter twin Fred Weasley!'

Evelyn smiled and rolled her eyes as she shook her head at the oh-so-modest twins.

'I'm Lee, Lee Jordan,' the boy with the dreadlocks said with a smile, which quickly turned to a grimace when the girl with caramel skin elbowed him. 'Ow! Angie!'

'DON'T CALL ME THAT LEE!'

'Sorry. Blokes, this is the very beautiful Angelina Johnson,' the caramel skinned girl promptly rolled her eyes, 'and this is her very good friend--'

'BEST friend, Jordan!'

'Sorry, BEST friend Alicia Spinnet.'

'Hello,' Alicia said politely, then looked at Evelyn. 'And what's your name?'

Evelyn jumped a bit in her seat, not expecting to be addressed.

'Oh how silly of us!' Fred said dramatically.

'This is our new friend, Evelyn Collins,' George finished with a smile.

'Pleasure to make your acquaintances,' she greeted them formally.

The others in the compartments greeted her warmly, and she was immediately at ease. Maybe making friends wouldn't be that hard after all.

And that's chapter two! What did ya'll think? Like it? Hate it? Just hit that little gray button and let me know :-)