"Didn't know you was into gingers, Malfoy?"
"Shut up Weasley"
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Gemma Weasley shared many similarities with her siblings, the ginger hair, pale skin, freckles and a super sense of humour, yet she was the one that stood out from them all. Even her tw...
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"They're sound asleep Hermione, don't be cruel!" I say, looking over at Ronald and Harry asleep. Harry's hair is slightly messed up and he's twitching in his sleep. Harry arrived late last night, much to my mum and Ginny's surprise. I've never seen her so embarrassed in her pyjamas and demanded that I plait her hair so it's not all over the show. We spent the night together playing wizards chess, me beating Fred and George twice.
Everything in Ron's room was coloured the orange hue used by the Chudley Cannons Quidditch team. The wallpaper was notably shabby and covered nearly completely with posters and a variety of peculiar objects littered the area. When we were younger, me and Ronald shared a bedroom, back when Charlie and Bill lived with us, but now i've moved into Bill's old room, giving us the needed space from eachother. And giving me the needed space from the colour orange, otherwise i would have killed him by now with the amount of underwear he leaves lying around.
"You don't think he's having another one of his nightmares do you?" I whisper to Hermione, trying to not wake Harry up.
"Maybe." She sighs and leans against the doorframe looking over at my brother. Hermione has never been coy at hiding her feelings for Ronald, yet i've never teased her or called her on it. When she wants to talk to me about it i know she will. As i go to wake Harry up he bolts upwards gasping for breath, wincing, he grabs his forehead.
"Bloody hell Harry, you nearly gave me a heart attack!" I exclaim, placing my hand over my heart to stop it beating so fast.
"When'd you get here?" He asks, looking at Hermione in the doorway.
"Just now, Gem let me in, you?" Hermione asks, moving towards a sleeping and snoring Ron.
"Last night" Harry says, re adjusting his glasses as Hermione pulls the covers off Ron's bed making him shriek and making me and Harry giggle.
"Get up sleepyhead!" Hermione says. "We have a big day ahead of us!"
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"George I swear to god if you try and trip me up one more time I'll hex you to America!" I say, running after him giggling. Fred joins in, picking the hat on my head and throwing it between them. Sneakily i grab the wand hanging out of Fred's pocket, he slows down, passes me my hat back, holding his hands up in defeat. Gemma wins again.
"Where exactly are we going?" Harry chimes, huffing at the journey we've had.
"Dunno" I reply, now catching up to dad who's marching ahead.
"Dad where are we going?" I ask, trying to get an answer for Harry.
"Haven't the foggiest hun" I turn around to Hermione and Harry looking confused at me. Reaching a heavily wooded area, an older man, carrying a rucksack shouts out to my dad, embracing him in a hug, looking at Ronald dissapointed that he's still half asleep.
Dad introduces the older man as Amos Diggory, someone who works with him at the Ministry. As he's smiling at us, a boy leaps from the tree, older than us all and quite handsome. I recognise him faintly as the Hufflepuff seeker. Me, Ginny and Hermione all share the same look. A look that earned my twin brother to fake gag and me push him to the side.
