"theres a girl who lived?!" Harry exclaimed.
"yeah, you bloody idiot, my sister! Well... adopted sister." Ron muttered. "She was nearly killed by You-know-who on the streets at the age of 7 though, so barely anyone saw, that's why she isn't as famou...
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"I had a feeling."
"(Y/n)! Dear, we're leaving to the Leaky cauldron!" I heard my mom yell. Well not exactly mom.
See, when I was around 7, my parents were sent to Azkaban for taking part in the murder of tons of muggles. I didn't care at all. From the stories that I've heard, they were horrible people. Mrs Weasley found me crying on the side of the road, with a scar, on my forehead. Voldemort had tried to kill me when I was on the swings. He brought um some bullshit saying that my parents were useless and ratted him out. Yes, I' ve heard of Harry Potter, and yes, we have the same lightning bolt scar. After a while, when I could finally understand things, I had asked Mrs Weasley how I got the scar. Voldemort had tried to kill me, the same way he did to Harry Potter. Part of Voldemort was also inside me, and unlike most people, I was not a single bit afraid of him.
I heard a knock on my door, so I put my book down, only to be greeted by the twins.
"Hello, there." One of them said. I assume thats George.
"We were wondering-" Fred started.
"If you could-" George continued.
"By any slight chance-"
"Help us prank Ronald." Fred finished the sentence.
I stare at them slightly opening my mouth. "You actually think?" I paused. I saw the happiness from their faces drain. "That I'd say no to that?!" I stood up from my bed.
"I knew mum picked up the right girl." George and Fred high fived each other. I stood there blinking at them. "Sorry."
"Hm." I said softly, walking passed them. "Anyways, last one downs a rotten tomato!" I chimed from the stares, already racing down. I could hear their stomping coming from upstairs as they quickly caught up.
I started to giggle once I had reached the bottom floor, watching them panting.
"I do it every time." I sigh, putting my hand on my hip. "How have you guys not gotten used to it."
"morning (Y/n)!" I heard a voice behind me.
"Morning, Ginny," I gave her a small smile. Percy walked passed me, reading a book, still in his striped pj's. "Morning to you too Percy."
"Oh, sorry. Good morning. (Y/n)." After that, Percy went back to his intense reading.
"Hey, (Y/n)," Ron tapped my shoulder. "You know how you're finally going to meet my best friend, Harry?"
"Yeah?" I said, confused.
"Well, please don't be weird. Every other of my friends that you have met literally became best friends with you or tried to date you."
"What can she say, (Y/n)'s just so beautiful." Fred sighs.
"Oh trust me, Potter doesn't seem like someone I'd fancy."
"Oof, I bet the Patil twins said the exact same thing." Ron whispered, frightened.
"What?" Again, I was confused.
"Right, this is your first year at Hogwarts. Well, the Patil twins are 2 girls who have the fattest crush on Harry. They pass him and always go 'Hi HaRrY' and start giggling like baboons." Ron mocks the twins.
"Ok well, I'm good. No Harry Potter, I'll pinky swear." I stuck out my pinky with Ron immediately hooked his onto mine.
"And you have a boyfriend." Ron said.
"Draco? Nope I'm gonna end it with him. He's a dick." I shrug.
"FINALLY!" The twins scream in unison.
The reason I knew Draco was because of last year with Lockhart when my siblings were getting their books. But at that time, I didn't have the chance to talk to Harry.
"Kids! Could you please hurry up?" Mrs Weasley screeched.
"Sorry, Mrs Weasley." I shouted, running with the 5 other kids.
"Oh, (Y/n), I told you already to call me Mum, it's been 6 years."
"Sorry, M-mum." I mumbled. She gave me a warm smile which gave me comfort.
"Oh and if anyone speaks to you, about your parents, or your scar, or your anything, you tell them to zip it or i'm going to hex them." Mrs Weasley was always very protective over me. especially when the notorious mass murderer Sirius Black was on the run. She grabbed a hand full of green dust and put it in my hand. "Now, go stand in the chimney and shout clearly 'The Leaky Cauldron'."
I nod timidly, walking into the fire place. "The Leaky Cauldron." I shouted, as clear as I could.
A few seconds later, a green flame erupted. Right after that, I was standing in a completely different area. I was inside a sort of cafe, with witches and wizards sitting. I stepped out and waited for the rest to arrive.
Right after me, was Fred, then George, then Ginny, then Ron, then Percy and then Mrs Weasley and Mr Weasely.
I heard a familiar voice behind me.
"(Y/n)!" Hermione yells. I turn around and she's already hugging me.
"Hey, Mione." I smile softly, hugging her back.
"Alright ladies enough hugging, (Y/n) has got some planning to do." George snickered.
"Oh god, what are you doing?" Hermione stared at me. Without answering, I just winked at her and walked away with the twins.
After some planning, they decided that when everyone was eating I'd have to flirt with Harry. I pinky swore to Ron about no Harry.
"I can't do that." I snap.
"Oh come on, harry will be in on the joke. We'll tell him." Fred reassured.
"I'd feel bad though." I whined.
'I'll give you 5 galleons." George said. That caught my attention.
"Deal."
"Ah, there's the star!" Fred pointed at Harry. I turned around to see the prettiest boy I have ever laid eyes on. The way his hair sat, his gorgeous emerald eyes that could mesmerise anyone that looked at them, his jaw line, how his glasses suited him so well, his scar that was formed in a perfect lightning bolt.
I felt a slight tingling in my scar, so I lifted my hand onto my forehead, Harry doing the same. When Hermione let go of him, his eyes finally landed on me. He scrunched up his face. RUDE? When he realised his facial expression he just made he instantly changed faces.
"Ah, we might just give you some alone time." George pushed me towards him. I groaned mentally. I was now standing right in front of him.
"I-i'm sorry, i didn't mean to look at you like that. You're beautiful don't get me wrong. Shit I-" He was getting so flustered. "I mean you are but it's just you were touching your forehead as if it tickled so i just-"
I smiled at him. "It's fine. (Y/n) Weasley, by the way."
"Ah, so you're the notorious Weasley I hear so much about from Ron."
"NOTORIOUS?" My mouth fell right open. "What does this carrot top dung beetle say about me?"
"Well, you prank him a lot." Harry chuckles. "You must know who i am though?" I nod my head. I don't think he knows that I lived through voldemort too.
"(Y/n), Harry, could i have a word?" Mr Weasley says.
