𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 - Fʀᴇᴅ Wᴇᴀsᴇʟʏ x Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ Fᴀɴғɪᴄ (Oɴɢᴏɪɴɢ)

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕆𝕟𝕖

(Btw I have some custom characters in here, so I will put ᵒᶜ on a name if it is one.)

Word count: 881

Today is your first day at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Since you already live with Hagrid in his humble abode, you only had to meet up with everyone at the great hall. You see Hagrid sitting towards the left of the teachers table, you smile and wave. When he waves back, you notice he's sitting next to a man with long black hair, he's cloaked in a long black robe with a black shirt and pants. He doesn't look too pleasant though, so you look away once he notices you're staring.

Theres a large group of what look to be first years, lined up in front of a chair with a ragged old hat sitting on it. Thats must be the Sorting Hat. You remember Hagrid talking to you about this.

"When you first walk in the hall, you will see four great long tables. Each table stands for 1 house, there's Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. But I highly doubt a nice young lady like yerself ought to be put in Slytherin." Hagrid said as he peeled potatoes into a pot.

"Slytherin..Is that where the bad people go?" you asked, curiously.

"No no no, not exactly. Not all Slytherins are bad, lets take Professor Snape for example, one of the smartest men you'll ever meet but will bite your bloody head off if you mess with him. He sits next to me at the Teachers Table you know." he says, chopping the potatoes, "Y/n, pass me the peas and cucumbers will ya?"

That must be proffesor Snape.

You slowly approach the group of first years. Proffesor McGonigal (sorry if I spelt that wront) speaks up, "Now before-" you decide now is the best time to ask, "Excuse me!" you blurt, Holy crap, did I seriously just interrupt the proffesor?! you slowly turn your head around, everyone's staring at me..nice going Y/n, so much for a first impression.

"Yes, sweetheart?" she says, looking at me with patient eyes. You swallowed hard, "Um, well, I'm knew here and I just wanted to-" you don't even get to finish you sentance before you yourself get interrupted.

"Well why didn't you just say that? Come along dear, let's get you sorted into your house along with the first years. You don't get another word out before she hurries you up the stage and down onto the chair.

She picks up the sorting hat and before she puts it on your head, you realise it has what seems to be a face on it. Wow, a hat with a face, my old school could never, you think, and will soon realise, it can talk too.

"Hm, I sense a bit of trauma don't I? You want to live up to your best and not let anybody down. You strive to be good but have no interest in winning or claiming glory. I sense a bit of moral, leadership, courage..better be..Gryffindor!" the hat exclaims. You let out a deep breath you didn't realise you were even holding in.

As you walk off the stage and to what looks to be the Gryffindor table. Please let this be the Gryffindor table, if I embarrass myself one more time today I think I might throw up, you think.

As you go to sit down, you hear snickering coming from in front of you. You look up to see a platinum blonde boy in a black suit, in between to rather big looking boys.

"Bit lost are we, newbie? Don't think you belong to Slytherin now do you, eh?" says the blonde one. "I- uh...I-..." you stutter, too embarrassed to make out proper English.

"I-? I-? I-? I-?" says one of the boys next to him, before bursting into hysterics. You give them a disgusted look. All of a sudden they stop laughing and give you a terrified look. You feel a shadow hovering over you.

You turn around to see a tall, handsome redhead. He speaks up, "The names Fred. Fred Weasely. Now, how 'ought be go sit with the rest of the Gryffindors, shall we?" he says, smiling. At this point you're so embarrassed, you feel your chest pounding and your face going red. You look down at his hand, which he has extended out to your own. You put your hands on top of his and as your fingers intertwine, the world seems to stop and it felt like everything was ok. But that moment ends when you remember you have Austin. Austin! That reminds you, you need to text him once you get back to your dorm after lunch.

Fred starts to walk over to the Gryffindor table, pulling you alongside him. The people there look so much nicer than at the Slytherin table. Then you believe your eyes are decieving you; you see what looks to be Fred sitting down at the table looking at you. Impossible! Fred is right next to me holding my hand! you think, before he sits you down right next to his clone.

"Hello, I'm Fred's twin brother, George Weasely." he says, extending his hand out.

Oh.