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Rewritten

Chapter 3: A Family Encounter

After two months I and the boys were good friends. We did good pranks but all of them could be better. Usually the boys would wait so we could go together, but this Saturday was different. Today were the Quidditch try-outs. My friends thought they could make it on the team and went early to breakfast. As I reached the last flight of stairs, I slipped and stumbled into someone.

"Sor..." I started to say but I got interrupted.

"What do you want?" I looked up to see Fiona and the twins and swallowed.

"Hey. How are you?" They didn't even bother to answer.

"Why the haste?" Danielle asked with malice in her voice. I didn't want to look in their eyes but did it anyway. All I saw was hatred.

"Well, don't you want to answer us?" This time Ellen spoke. I took a deep breath. They can't just treat me like that.

"I'm on my way to meet my friends in the hall. So if you were so kind to let me through?" All of them laughed.

"You have friends? Who are they? The dust flakes on the floor?" I tried my hardest not to cry but I was about to. I looked down at my shoes.

"No." I was the same, shy, girl I'd sworn I would never be again. But my sisters just had to make a few bad comments, and everything I'd found in the last two months -friends, peace, happiness- they could bring me down in two minutes.

"Hey, George! There you are, we thought maybe you ditched us! You know today will be the try-outs. Don't you want to cheer for us?" James, Fred and Louis had appeared. The latter swung an arm over my shoulders.

"Don't you like us anymore, Georgie dearest?" I laughed at Fred antics. They made me feel so much better. Then they saw my sisters who looked confusedly at them.

"Who are you?" James blurted out. He looked at my face and in my eyes and could see the unshed tears. He turned angry.

"And what did you do to her?!" Now Louis and Fred looked at me, saw my sad attire and Fred moved, together with James, to stand in front of me.

"Who are you?" Fiona asked bravely.

"We are her best friends, and anyone who makes her cry will have to face our pranks!" Fred said proudly. I smiled at them. In this moment I knew they really liked me. Before, I thought maybe they just liked to keep me around because I was good at charms.

"We have the misfortune to be related to her." Ellen spat out. My shoulders slumped in defeat. Now the boys were really angry.

"Maybe you have the same blood but she don't belong to you anymore. She is now a member of the best family in the world: The Potter and Weasley family." James sounded so sincere I looked at him in astonishment. Did he really mean that? They looked one last time intimidatingly at my sisters and pulled me out of the castle. As I was sure the girls couldn't see me anymore I started to cry. I cried because of how mean they were, how they could make me feel worthless. But above all I cried because I had the best friends in the whole world. James stopped and hugged me, Fred and Louis followed suit and there we stood, hugging each other in the middle of the Court Yard. Never had I felt so safe. They didn't say a word, we just stood there where everybody could see us (well more like the boys because I was so small I barely reached their shoulder.).

In this moment our bond was stronger than anything. Of course, I had to tell them what'd really happened, but it wasn't as hard as I'd thought. Since then, we were best friends. Then, when the Christmas holidays came, I was invited to spend it with the Potters. I got my own room and met Albus and Lily. Both of them became good friends to me and I was really happy. Mr and Mrs Potter insisted that I'd call them Harry and Ginny, and I learned to call them that after a long lecture from Harry who said that when he heard Mr Potter he felt like one of his old teachers wanted to lecture him.