My Lupin [A Fred Weasley FanFic]

7. GOBLET

A/N: Hey shawty's. It's been a second. Did you miss me? Lol sorry, I was swamped with homework and unmotivated to write at all. Sorry if this chapter is boring it took me a while to write hehe. Hope you enjoy and vote if you'd like ;)

It's the first day of my third year.

My dad and I walk to platforms 9 and 10. We get there at the same time as the Weasley's. My dad gives a nice 'hi' to Molly. I ignore Fred's gaze he has on me.

I decide to go through the wall first. I say goodbye to my father and take my cart. As I'm going through, I hear Fred and George talking to their mother.

"He's not Fred, I am!" George yells.

"Honestly woman, you call yourself our mother," Fred replies

I ignore their dumb remarks trying to confuse their mother and go to find Kylie.

As I'm walking, I spot the black-haired girl.

She meets my eyes and looks at me in excitement.

"KYLIE!" I scream running towards her,

"LINDSEY!" She starts running at well.

We jump into each other's arms and hug tightly.

"I missed you," I said into her hair still hugging.

"I missed you too Linds." She hugs me tighter.

We let go and made eye contact.

"Let's get on the train and you tell me about your summer." I smile at her.

I walk onto the train with kylie.

"Let's find a seat," Kylie suggests.

Kylie and I walk to find a compartment. We walk past one rather loud compartment.

Fred and George's, of course. Probably doing some dumb pranks.

As I walk by, I make eye contact with Fred. He's wearing a blue sweater, matching George of course. I give I'm a mean expression that he returns. Stupid git.

Kylie and I find an empty compartment. We sit down and start talking.

I look up and standing near the doorway is a dark-skinned boy. He looks shy. He has dense dimples and looks very nervous. I notice that he is struggling to find a seat.

I stand up and tap on his shoulder. He whips his head around to look at me all nervously.

"Hi, do you need a place to sit? You can sit with us!" I ask.

She shyly looks at me.

"Really? Are you sure it's alright?" He asks shy.

"Of course, have a seat!" I say politely pointing towards the seat.

He sits down on the bench next to me, across from Kylie.

"Hi, I'm Lindsey, and this is Kylie." I reach out to shake his hand.

The shy boy slowly puts his hand out to shake mine back.

He smiles at my politeness. "Dean Thomas."

Dean Thomas, I like the name.

Dean, Kylie, and I start sparking up a conversation when I notice a brown-haired boy with glasses walk by our compartment.