"Expeliarmus," Neville says before his wand throws itself backwards, almost hitting everyone. "I'm hopeless," He says, looking at his wand on the floor. "You're just flourishing your wand too much," Harry says, returning the attention to himself. "Try it like this," My brother says before perfectly casting the spell and disarming the dummy in front of us. You guessed it, it is our first DA practice with Professor Potter. Ps. he does not like to be called Professor Potter. Well, not by me. But he is quite good and I couldn't be prouder than I am right now. Due to the curfew, we could not practice for a long time but made the best of it.
"Alright everyone I see you guys tomorrow, make sure not to be seen by anyone on your way out," Harry says before dismissing everyone. "Mom and Dad would be proud of you," I tell my brother with a proud smile and before I can leave he takes my hand to look me in the eyes. "of us." My brother corrects with the same smile I was wearing. I give him a hug and start looking for my redheaded friend. "George," I say as I see him almost leaving the room. He turns around and waits a bit for me to get to his side. "May I accompany you to the common room, m'lady?" George says with a goofy smile as he holds out his arm. "Why of course," I answer, trying not to burst out in laughter as I take his arm. George and I didn't get to spend much time together since what had happened with me and his brother. It feels like I'm co-parenting Lee and George with Fred. I get a few hours with them and he gets a few hours with them. Only he gets to see them when they go to bed and wake up. George would sometimes go to bed later or wait for me to go to breakfast but most of the time he goes with his brother, and Lee well he goes with George. "So how has it been?" I ask my red-headed friend. "Good. Fred and I are trying out some new sweets. You've got to try them, they're amazing." He almost screams from excitement. "Yhea I'm not trying a Weasly sweet before seeing what it does," I say, thinking about what had happened the last time I did that.George and I enter the common room laughing about some weird story that George just told me. It was almost empty, which is normal at this time, so we decided to sit down in front of the fireplace. "So how long are you and Fred gonna keep this up? Because I'm starting to get sick of it." George asks as we both sit down. "Can we please talk about something else?" I ask, trying to avoid his question. "No, I'm tired of choosing between my brother and my best friend. Just get it over with." He answers angrily. "We never said you had to choose between us, George. And if Fred wants some space I have to respect that. Just like he respects my need for space." I explain it to him for what feels like the millionth time. "Can I at least know what this is all about?" I just sigh in response "Fred should answer that and you know that." I say with an annoyed look. "Has it something to do with that kiss last month?" He asks, taking my silence as a yes. "What did he do?" George asks slowly, already getting mad at his brother. "Nothing, George and I really don't feel like talking about it right now so you either drop it or leave me alone!" I lash out at him and without a word, he leaves me alone with my thoughts. Great now I'm fighting with both of my best friends.
Before I could even think about what had happened, Fred came to sit next to me. "What did you tell George?" He asks, clearly a little upset. "Nothing why?" I ask him, not wanting to deal with it right now. "Because he came into our room yelling that I had to make things right with you." He explains. "What you're telling it is my fault that your brother is upset with us two fighting?" I ask him getting annoyed with this conversation. "No, I'm just asking what you told him because, before the DA meeting, he didn't have any problem with me. I don't care that you hate me right now and I know that what I did was wrong, but I don't want George to be in the middle of it." He says. "I don't want him to be in the middle of this either, Fred!" I lash out once again causing a brief moment of silence. "I didn't say anything. He just assumed it had something to do with our kiss. I guess that's why he said that you should make things right." I say in a much calmer tone. "He knows about that?" Fred asks calmly. "Just the first one," I answer to which he just hums in response. "I don't like this, Fred," I sign, breaking the silence once again. But instead of saying anything he replied by pressing his lips against mine once again. "I don't like this either, Bella,"
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The Girl who lived
Fanfictioneveryone keeps talking about Harry Potter and how he survived the Dark Lord. But what about Bella Potter? What about Harry's twin sister who was at her godfather the night her parents died? You want to know how it is to be the sister of 'The chosen...