She |Fred Weasley

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It all started on a simple day,normal english weather and an normal gir-

Actually the only thing that wasn't so normal was the girl. Walking in the crowded London streets,with her black locks flowing behind her and her mesmerizing ocean blue eyes,looking like a super model even at the age of seventeen.

Some muggles needed to do a double take on the girl, walking like she owned the streets. She wasn't a normal girl not even in the slightest bit, but obviously the muggles couldn't know that.

Amelie Black, yes you read that right,Black. Daughter of Regulus Black. Is in fact a witch,not one of those you read about in those muggle stories, not evil, not at all.

Amelie is just a simple witch, attending Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and wizardry. This year about to attend her final year at the school.

But is she really that simple. After all at the school everyone knows her as Amelie Zimmer a slytherin, who has a lot of talent and loyalty for her friends. Some say she is the slytherin queen. And she doesn't have any enemy's, well she does have one.

Fred Weasley, for some reason the guy has a grudge against her. His whole family had nothing against her but him, even his own damn twin brother has a normal relationship with Amelie. Amelie being in slytherin made it obviously worse. And maybe her being in slytherin was the problem in the first place.

She didn't care, he was a stupid boy. Not even knowing her and immediatly beginning to bully her. He was one of those typical Gryffindore's, that think just because Voldemort was a slytherin, that all the slytherins are mini Voldy's.

Maybe he was disappointed. After all, even if it sounds impossible, he was her first friend. In those three hours on the train him and his brother were her first friends. And while George and Amelie stayed friends, despite being in different houses, Fred completely began to hate everything Amelie did. Tried to critic everything she did. And over the years Amelie didn't even care anymore, or at least she let it seem like she didn't.

But enough about that.

Well where was I? Oh yeah!

It was a normal day,normal English weather and an not so normal girl walking down the streets towards her house.

 Grimmauld Place twelve in London. The only thing awaiting her being a loving house elf, who helped her with everything she needed help with, who was there since the beginning, who protected her in every way he could.

Amelie had been absent from her home for some while now. She had been doing something her grandmother would be absolutely disgusted by.

She had decided she wanted to have a muggle vacation job, just for fun. But it turned out bigger than she expected.

She first had just gone to a simple bar and began singing, suddenly everyone had started filming her and the next thing she knew, she had five hundred people calling her and asking her to sign a contract. She had settled to sign a contract with a famous music producer, but only for three years later.

Amelie wasn't one of those pure-blood witches that cared about blood or magical ability's. Even though she was grown up by a house elf that did think of those things highly.

It was perhaps, Albus Dumbledore or Remus Lupin or maybe even Molly Weasley, that had had that affect on her. Being people who helped the house-elf in letting the young lady grow up to be like that. Well she was grateful for it even when Albus Dumbledore and Molly Weasley slowly had faded from the picture after some time.

Without them she would have been like her grandmother, which she absolutely didn't want to.

Well anyways, I am again trailing off.