I own only Sarah.

I'm getting ready for my freshman year in college. I'm excited, I've got a good class schedule, no classes after 12, more time to study and hopefully write.

"She still hasn't woken up."

"It'll be fine, mate. She'll wake up soon."

"Are you sure? She seemed pretty unconscious when we brought her here."

"George, calm down. Look, she's waking up."

I stirred slightly, opening my eyes to find Fred sitting on my right and George on my left. Or was it George on my right or Fred on my left?

"Where…where am I?" I asked. "This isn't the Hospital Wing."

"Right you are," the twin on my left smiled.

The twin on my right smiled as well, "You're in your new room."

"Well, your room until you get better."

My eyebrows furrowed. What did they mean by 'until you get better'?

The twins noticed this and quickly added, "We'll explain later."

"Oh…right." I nodded. "Fred? George?"

"Yes?" They answered.

"Would you mind telling me which twin you are? I'm still a trifle bit woozy."

"We're not going to let you off that easy, Sarah," the left twin began.

"You're going to have to play the game," the right twin smirked.

"Who's who?" The twins asked. "Which one of us is Fred? And which of us is George?"

The left twin smirked, "Do you remember?"

I sat up but thought better of it when my head began to spin. Lying back down, I stared up at the Weasley twins. I loved Fred and George to bits, but having them ask me who was which twin wasn't going to happen.

"Sorry guys, I don't think I can tell you two apart right now."

"Aww," the left twin lay down next to me, propping himself up with his right elbow while looking at me with a pout.

"We think you can," the right twin propped himself up on his left elbow with a pout.

"Am I Fred? Or is he Fred?"

"Am I George? Or is he George?"

I looked to my right and then to my left before making a decision. "Left George, right Fred."

There was silence as I stared at the ceiling groggily. I briefly wondered if I was right and began to second guess myself, when both of my cheeks received a kiss.

"She's so adorable, isn't she?" The right one grinned.

"Yes, she is," the left agreed.

"We'll let you try again."

I rolled onto my left and focused on the left twin's face. His eyes were calm and there was a smallest glint of mischief. I rolled over and looked at the other twin. His eyes were just as kind as his twins, but the mischief was more than a little noticeable. I was certain that I was right the first time, but for good measure, I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling.

Touching the right twin's hand, I made a request, "Call me 'Princess'."

"Oh," he looked into my eyes. "Anything for you Princess."

I asked the left twin to do the same.

"As you wish, Princess," the left twin granted my wish.

"Now call me 'Sarah-doll'."

He nodded, "Alright, Sarah-doll."

I rolled to my right and opened my mouth to ask the same of the right twin, when he tucked a lock of hair behind my ear.

"Sure thing, Sarah-doll."

George never called me 'Princess' as often as Fred did. So when the left twin said 'Princess', it didn't roll off the tongue as smoothly as 'Sarah-doll'.

"Alright," I smiled. "I still stand by what I said before: George on the left, Fred on the right. Don't you dare say I'm wrong, because you both know I'm right."

"How'd you know?" Their eyebrows rose.

"I'm not telling you. If I did, you'd switch things up in order to utterly confuse me."

"You know us too well, I'm afraid. I'm Fred," the right one shook my hand.

"I'm George," the left shook my hand.

"It's a pleasure to meet you both," I propped myself on my elbows. "I'm Sarah. Sarah Jane Stone-Black."

"Is your father Sirius by any chance?" Fred continued our banter.

"Yes, and he's innocent."

I received two cheek kisses, "We know."

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