Harry Potter Imagines

Good Girl G.W

"God, do they ever just shut up?" Y/N grumbles, getting up to slam the door to her compartment closed. Adrian and Marcus laugh at her, but immediately stop when she glares at them, not wanting to face the consequences of annoying Y/N further.

There are very few things that Y/N outright hates. The list of things that mildly annoy her is quite long, but she reserves the word hate for only those special things that make her want to rip her hair out at the mere mention of them. Fred and George Weasley happen to be at the top of that list.

Like most students, Y/N had been enamored by the twins and their antics at first. Despite the fact that many of their practical jokes were aimed at members of her house and Snape, she found them quite funny. She had even thought about befriending the twins, the rivalry between their houses be damned. But after finding herself on the receiving end of a few too many Weasley practical jokes, she had begun to loathe them.

"I don't know why you let them get under your skin," Daphne comments, her tone dry and dull. Despite the fact that her eyes haven't left the copy of Witch Weekly she's flipping through, Y/N knows she's been watching her fidget as the Weasley twins got rowdier and rowdier from their compartment down the hall.

"Because they're, they're," Y/N pauses, trying to find the words to describe just how vile the Weasley Twins make her feel. "There isn't even a word in the English dictionary that perfectly describes how insufferable they are." She flips Adrian and Marcus off as they laugh at her frustration.

Daphne rolls her eyes and finally puts her magazine down. "You're so dramatic, Y/N. Just drown them out like everyone else does. Take me, for example. I haven't heard a thing either of them has said since third year."

"That's because they leave you alone, Daph," Marcus drawls, coming to Y/N's defense. This isn't the first time the four of them have had this conversation and it surely will not be the last. "It's kind of hard to ignore them when they send buldgers at you hard enough to knock your head off of your shoulders."

"It's pretty easy to knock someone's head off of their shoulders when there isn't anything in it, Marcus," Daphne teases, pushing his shoulder lightly.

Adrian pretends to throw up at their behavior, causing Marcus to hit him over the head while Y/N laughs. Adrian ends up hitting Marcus back, and the boys hit at each other for a few moments while Daphne rolls her eyes and Y/N eggs them on.

"The contents of Marcus's head aside," Adrian says as he plops down next to Y/N, his breathing heavy from wresting Marcus to the ground. "He's got a point, Daph. You've never actually been the victim of a Weasley prank. So, frankly your opinion doesn't matter."

Daphne flips Adrian off and picks her magazine up again. "I'm just saying. There are better things for Y/N to focus her attention on than those stupid Weasleys."

"Yeah, whatever. I'd like to see you ignore them after they charm your shampoo to turn your hair neon yellow. It didn't go back to normal for weeks!" Adrian laughs at the memory, and Y/N punches him in the thigh. "Watch yourself, Pucey or I'm gonna put yellow dye in your shampoo."

"Trying to get in the shower with me, are you?" Adrian teases, throwing his arm over Y/N's shoulder.

"In your dreams," Y/N responds, picking up the book she had discarded after a particularly loud shout came from one of the Weasley twins.

She can feel Adrian chuckle as she leans into his side. "I'll see you there."

-

Y/N had almost forgotten about the Weasley twins entirely until she feels something hit her in the back of the head during dinner. She picks a piece of mashed potato out of her hair as she turns around, her eyes like daggers as she searches for the culprit. Of course, Fred and George are laughing to themselves, each of them waving at her as they make eye contact.