So hello to all of you who have stuck with me for the past few months! I'm SOOOOOOOO epically sorry that I havent updated since February but I had a HUGE explosion of creative energy with my newest story: Spiraling Love, so the twins and Verity took a little holiday. This next chapter has been tuckes away in a little digital file for months so I figured I'd whip it out and crank out this story :P

So sorry if this is a bit boring, but I promise the story WILL get better! So, dear readers, enjoy! Prepare for Twininess and awesomeness! :D

I DONT OWN ANYTHING BUT THE PLOT :) Oh, and read Spiraling Love if you can! XD

BRINNNGGGGG! The tiny alarm clock next to Verity's bed rang out. She yawned and stretched, temporarily forgetting where she was.

In a sudden whirl of realization, Verity jumped up in her bed and did a secret victory dance, hidden behind the bed's hangings. I'm finally here. Hogwarts.

She burst from her bed and swung around to her trunk. She could hear the other girls getting ready in the bathrooms, all in various states of undress. After whipping out her perfectly hemmed and fitting robes, Verity looked to find a new brightly colored Gryffindor tie to wear on her blouse.

"Brilliant!" She breathed, admiring herself in one of the room's full length mirrors.

"You look almost as good as me!" Gildory called out from his poster. Verity rolled her eyes and taped a piece of sketchbook paper over his eyes.

Grabbing her bag, she quickly loaded a half a dozen books into her new school bag. Throwing in a bag of quills, ink, and parchment, her ensemble was complete. She pulled the bag over her shoulder and stared, contemplating, at her sketchbook and charcoals.

I shouldn't take them, not today. She thought. I'll be doing so much…meeting so many people…anti-social artists never make friends… She hid the book under her mattress, lest anyone try to sneak a peek.

Checking her watch, she realized that she still had ten minutes till breakfast. Deciding to get a head start (she could not remember the way down to the Great Hall), she walked down the staircase as Zona walked out and saw a blinded Gilderoy.

As soon as she had emerged from the girls' staircase, she saw two brilliantly red haired boys waving at her enthusiastically.

"OI! VERITY!" One of the twins yelled, running towards the staircase. He pushed past his brother, who in turn pulled him to the ground. They scrambled over each other to get to her.

"We've been waiting for twenty minutes!" The one on the left pointed at his watch.

"I'd say at least thirty, actually." The right one smiled.

"Well, what do you know? Mum couldn't teach you how to read a clock till you were seven!"

"Aw, quit it. Sorry, he gets antsy when he's hungry." The brother on the right rubbed his eyes and yawned.

"You both were…waiting…for me?" She smiled in disbelief.

"Well, of course. Why wouldn't we?" The brother on the left answered.

Verity thought through a couple of responses, but in the end decided to hold her tongue on the subject.

"So who's Fred and who's George?" She asked as they exited via the portrait hole.

"I'm Fred." Said the right one.

" 'An I'm George."

"So what took you so long, sleeping beauty?" Fred asked Verity, sliding down a staircase railing.

Verity blushed. "I was just packing my things up for the day, you know. And there was a really annoying Gilderoy Lockhart poster I had to take care of." She joked.

"Your room came with a Lockhart poster! Lucky!" George laughed. "All we got was a stupid 'pin the tail on the house elf game!"

"Hey, didn't that girl-April…Abby…whatsername, say that we shouldn't be provoking the elfish race?" Fred asked with mock concern.

"Abril, yeah. Pretty girl. I might just grace her with my affections." George said sarcastically.

Fred and Verity made "Ew" faces at him as they laughed.

"I think that kid Shane would beat you to pulp if you did." Verity giggled. Nerdy Shane would not stand a chance against either Fred or George. Against both of them, Shane was as good as buried.

After several wrong turns and a chance meeting with an anorexic-looking cat, Fred, George and Verity walked into the Great Hall for breakfast.

If Verity had thought that the Great Hall was beautiful at night, she soon realized that it was just as beautiful during the day. Sunlight and flecks of rainbow reflected through the large cathedral windows as hundreds of black-clad students sat down to eat.

They sat down to a breakfast of bacon, eggs, and porridge as a thin, old-looking witch with pursed lips swept up and down the Gryffindor table. She distributed white sheets of paper marked with class schedules.

"Who's that?" Verity looked to George, who was sitting on her left.

"Professor McGonagall-transfiguration teacher. She's our head of House… she sorted us last night well you were in the hospital wing." George said between bites.

The professor passed those minutes later, "Ah, more Weasley boys? I do hope you'll do as well as your older brothers have. William was one of my favorites." She raised her eyebrows, looking down at her list. "Who is Fred?"

George raised his hand. "I am." He flashed a knowing grin at Fred, who gave him thumbs up behind McGonagall's back.

"What are you talking about! I'm Fred!" Fred stood up and turned to the professor, stage-frowning.

"No, I distinctly remember you being George… Or are you Percy? Or maybe Charlie?" HE turned to Professor McGonagall. "Sorry, I have so many brothers I often forget who I am myself." George grinned. "I think my name is Ginny."

Fred stared at him, pretending to be confused. "He's an idiot. Mum dropped him when we were younger…hasn't been the same since. I really am Fred. Could I please have my schedule, please?"

"Shut up! I AM FREDRICK WEASELY!" George practically screamed out to the Great Hall. Verity bit back a laugh as the Hufflepuffs turned to stare from a table over.

Professor McGonagall stood firmly still, mouth pressed into a thin line. "Well, Mr. Fred Weasley's, I will be seeing both of you in detention tonight-my classroom."

She slammed two identical schedules onto the table-each labeled FRED WEASELEY. As she walked away, Fred and George High-fived over Verity's head.

"First day and we already got a detention-that's got to be a record!"

"And look at the papers-FRED WEASELY-at least we know she's got a sense of humor."

"You two are too much…" Verity took a bit of toast as she looked through her schedule.

"Looks like its transfiguration with McGonagall today…after…Potions with Snape?" Fred looked questioningly at the other two.

"I think I remember Bill mentioning him…he's supposed to be a greasy git with a finch's beak for a nose!" George mimed having a break with his hand as Verity and Fred packed up their schedules.

There was a scattering of teachers at the staff table, but none resembled George's description quite accurately.

Towards the end of the breakfast, a tall, bug-like woman dripping in shawls and beads walked down the center of the Great Hall and took a place at the table.

"Oh my god, I think I'm in love." George said, pointing at the woman whose eyes were magnified by her large glasses.

So...yeah. :D Please review I need some ideaz! :D