~Fireworks~ Discontinued

~Chapter 3~

Katherine's last five years at Hogwarts flew by. It felt like it was just yesterday, walking into the great hall and being sorted. She spent all her time with the twins and Angelina, they became her best friends. It was also no surprise that she picked up a great liking for Quidditch. The twins would talk about it for days, if they had the chance to.

It was a chilly September morning, the day she set out for king's cross with her mum. She was forced into a large winter jacket that was way too big for her,

"WHAT IS THAT?" George boomed, making the whole of platform 9 and 3/4 look their way. He received a smack around the head from Mrs. Weasley's hand bag. Fred simply laughed, putting a large hand on her should. She tipped slightly, and he had obviously noticed because it wasn't long before he was on his knees, begging her forgiveness.

"Oh Fred, you are a real drama queen." Katherine rolled her eyes, patting his head.

Fred stood up to full height, he was about a head taller than Katherine, and put his hands on his hips.

"Fred, do stop, your making a scene." Mrs. Weasley instructed him.

All of a sudden, Katherine caught sight of Angelina and Lee Jordan.

"Come on we haven't got all day," Angelina fussed, "I'll find us an empty compartment." Lee and George following her. A shrill  whistle sounded and there was a loud hustle of the last students hurrying onto the train.

"You coming?" Fred asked, offering her a hand. Katherine looked around at the sea of gathering parents, waving to their children. Finally, she caught sight of the warm smile her mother wore. She looked very tired, but Katherine tried to push the worries away. She smiled to herself, grabbing hold of Fred's hand and yanking herself onto the moving train. She stood there a minute, watching until her mother finally disappeared.

She followed Fred down the corridors, their hands still intertwined with each other's, until they found the compartment with their friends. As they walked in, eyes were glued to them,

"What?" She asked them.

"Are you guys about to snog, or am I just dreaming??" George grinned at her, a smirked spreading across his face. They looked down to where their hand were and immediately loosed their grip, both faces looking extremely red. They all fell into fits of laughter as the duo sat down. When they had finally calmed down, Katherine attempted to change the subject,

"What've you stole from Filch's office this year?" She asked George.

George wiped his tears of laughter and opened a little brown bag, "'Thought you'd never ask." He rummaged around in the bag, and finally pulled a handful of things out,

"This," He said, fiddling with the little silver discs threaded onto a piece of string, "I am still not sure what it is."

"But this," He said, holding up a long gold chain, "Would be good for your wedding day."

Katherine kicked him in the shins, "I hate you,"

"No, you love me really." He smirked. She rolled her eyes as Lee and Angelina laughed. The only thing that finally shut George up was the sound of the treats trolley, rolling down the corridor. They quickly fished their hands into their trunks for their money.

"I swear I am still broke from that first Hogwarts train ride," Katherine thought aloud. They bought a few chocolate frogs each and a big tin of Bertie Bott's every flavored beans. Lee Jordan grabbed a bright pink one, covered in yellow spots.

"What d'you think it'll be?" He asked.

"Try it." George replied, counting his remaining sickles.

"Mmm, raspberry," Suddenly his eyes widened in realization, "And belly button fluff."

He immediately spat it out, unfortunately landing on Fred's knee, the rest grinning at him and Fred misfortune.

"WHAT THE HELL." Fred screamed, flicking the half eaten jellybean across the room.

They all tried dodging it, which ended in bruised heads and black eyes. The rest of the train ride was spent playing exploding snap and stuffing their faces with chocolate, and most unusually, they all fell asleep eventually, which was astonishing for the often energetic twins. All had fallen asleep except for Katherine, who was huddled up in a corner, reading. She was so absorbed in the book that she didn't notice the Weasley next to her prop his sleepy head on her shoulder. When she finally came to her senses, she went pink. Slowly, she turned to him. He looked peaceful. She thoughtfully moved a bit of his bright red hair out of his eye, tucking it behind his ear. Settling her head on his, she let her thoughts take over, but little did she know that a half asleep George had seen it all, and was thinking to himself how many galleons he should bet on when they would finally get together with Angelina.