. . . . FIRST YEAR . . . .
The very first time you'd seen the twins was on your first day at Hogwarts, causing mayhem as always, your smile brightens immensely as you watch a flying cake accidentally hitting Professor Sprout in the back of the head on the way out of the Great Hall. You were one of many, holding your breath and trying desperately not to laugh as Professor Sprout turned around to see who the culprit was. Her eyes lingered on the two red heads, George quickly hiding the cake he had in his hand behind him.
"Which one of you..."
"It was me, professor!" you say loudly, a hand in the air as if volunteering for something, embarrassed you put your hand down. You weren't quite sure where the sudden confidence had come from but you just felt an urge to step in on behalf of the two boys that you knew in that moment, even if they never spoke to you again, were going to make your time at Hogwarts absolute wicked.
"Y/N?" Sprout asked confused, she had clocked you for a bubbly and sweet but extremely pupil. . . well up until this point.
"It was an accident professor, I tripped and..." you suddenly felt a slight panic of being in trouble on your first day.
"Its true I tripped her up.." Jade, a Slytherin girl said, knowing she'd be instantly believed because of her house and also earning brownie points from the girls her mother so desperately wanted her to befriend, she gave you a subtle smile.
"Well, you should be more carful Y/N and you... Jade Carrow .... you need to change that attitude before you go to far down the wrong path.." Sprout raised a brow before leaving. The group disbursing but not before bursting into fits of laughter.
"Thanks for that..." you mutter to Jade, high fiving her as she walks away laughing, joining her classmates.
"Blimey" The first red head looked at where Professor Sprout had stood and then at you.
"You really saved out butts there" The other finished his thought.
"We owe you big time"
"Yeah, it's nice not to be in trouble day one."
"Maybe day two"
"But not day one"
"I'm Fred by the way ..." The twin that has spoken to you first holds out a hand to you which you shake, smiling. "And this is my less attractive twin brother George." with a roll of the deep brown eyes that had a twinkle of mischief and magic in them, his brother George also shook your hand.
"I'm Y/N, Y/N Y/L/N... I assume you're THE Weasley twins.."
"Thats us... hang on what do you mean 'the'?" They both asked in unison a little shocked.
"Just overheard an aspiring prefect that his mischievous younger brothers were coming to school... that... and your hair gives you away." you smirk.
"Ginger is as Ginger does" you earn a wink from both boys.
"So seriously, what can we do to make it up to you?" Fred asks warmly.
"Show me how to make cakes fly and we'll call it even" you propose sweetly.
"Deal" they said again in perfect synchronisation causing you to join them in their infectious grins.
. . . . . Third Year . . . . .
"Y/N!" You hear the boys shout as they see you walking towards the wall in the station.
"Oh Y/N! How lovely to see you!!" Molly ushered you into a hug. In the last three years you had become inseparable from the twins at school and after a nasty explosion in the poisons lab due to a 'prank gone wrong' it was Snape that had named you the 'and' in Fred and George.
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Wicked
FanfictionA Fred Weasley x Y/N Fanfiction You're the 'And' in Fred and George, the 'Managed' to their 'Mischief' but what happens when life moves on, people get older, the Wizarding World gets darker, feelings deepen and despite one twin seeing you as a sist...