The Harper household has always been a strict one, one with firm words and sharp eyes. Yet like every other story, there's always one person who can burn it down with a single flick of their wrist. In this fanfic of Harry Potter, that person is Cass...
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"Wait you can't copy that, I stole it from Chance." Cassandra snatched the potions essay, from the table. George huffed, as he stood up and flopped down beside her on the couch.
"But it's due for tomorrow, what am I supposed to do." He whined, throwing his head back. He took Cassies chocolate frog from her hands, and shoved it into his mouth.
"Hey! I was saving that for when Snape kills you, it was going to be my comfort food." Cass complained. "Just set off a dung bomb, when he goes to collect them. Or you know, do it yourself."
"That's coming from the girl, who stole someone else's." He joked. Suddenly Lee stood up with pride, with his essay held out in front of him.
"Done." He announced, kissing it with a load 'maoh'. George snapped his head towards him in shock.
"We started at the same time, how?"
"I thinks it's pretty obvious, don't you." Fred chimed in, just as a tall ginger came downstairs from the boy's dorms. He headed straight for the twins, a question on his mind. When he reached the couch where the group were sat at, he spoke in a loud voice, that seemed to scare Cass, as she fell onto the ground in shock.
"Ah, catching up on homework are we." He turned to the girl who was sprawled out on the floor still. "Oh. Er- sorry 'bout that. Here." When he helped her up, Cass quickly thanked him and scrambled to the armchair across from the couch, looking embarrassed.
The older redhead turned to the twins. "Got a letter from mum this morning, said that your bringing home a guest, but it's not just that, the guest is a girl." Fred glanced over at Cassie, who had just picked up a book in order to cover her face, but she opened it to fast, so it wacked her in the forehead with a thud.
They all looked over at the girl. "You alright Love." The boy Cass had never spoken to asked, concerned.
"Yeah, I'm ok." She breathed out awkwardly. The boy nodded and turned back to the twins.
"Well, can I talk to her before we go home?" Fred and George exchanged looks, trying not to laugh.
"Oh Bill," Fred sighed. "Bill......Bill, Bill, Bill." George carried on. "You just have." "Only moments ago, in fact."
"What? And stop doing that twin stuff, it's freaky." Bill questioned, before he thought about what they had said. Slowly he turned he head to gaze over at the girl, who was still hiding behind an upside down book. Cassie peaked her head over it and lowered it, with a crooked smile on her face.
"I, er, heard you wanted to speak with me?" She said, although it sounded more like a question.
"Bill, this is Cassie," Fred introduced. George continued, "Cassie, this is Bill." They both clapped their hands and said, "Begin."
"I'll never get used to that," both Cassandra and Bill, sighed at the same time. "Oh." They both went on, the two looked at each other, and breathed out a "huh."
