good luck, babe! || OC x George Weasley

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   Me and Luc split up on the train. He goes to a compartment with his friends and I try to find an empty one but the only one i can find is one with a man, asleep. i sit down across from him and i begin watch as the landscapes pass by. of course that's when my peace is interrupted by three teenagers, a few years younger than me. i recognize them as the kids i saw at the leaky cauldron. The girl with the frizzy brown hair and orange cat turns to me.
"is it ok if we sit in here? everywhere else is full"
"mhm, that's fine." i gesture to the seat next to mine and she sits.
"I'm Hermione Granger." she takes my hand and shakes it. "you're new." it's not a question.
"Um yes, i'm from Beauxbatons. my parents work for the ministry, they were on assignment. i'm Camille. Uh, Barbier" she nods at me and then points to the boys who are still standing awkwardly in the doorway.
"That's Ron Weasley." she says pointing to the red head. "And that's Harry Potter, but i'm sure you knew that." she says pointing to the boy with the messy black hair and circle glasses. I hadn't realized who he was at the Leaky Cauldron, but now with him in the same compartment as me i recognize him as "The Boy Who Lived". I nod at them both.
"Nice to meet you both. You guys can sit down you know" they both seemed shocked as if this is some big revelation and they cough and sit down, I scoot to the end of my seat, now sitting by the sliding door to make room for the lot. Ron sits in my spot and Hermione sits in between us while Harry takes the seat across from me leaving space between himself and the sleeping man. We fall into a silence as i grab a book from my bag and begin to read, while the other three sit in an awkward silence trying their very best to not stare at me.
"You can speak you know." they all look at me, embarrassed and begin to babble over each other incoherently. Thankfully the situation, which was becoming more awkward by the minute is interrupted by two tall red headed boys throwing open the sliding door.
"RON!" one of them bellows. he's clad in baggy khaki slacks and nirvana t-shirt with a red flannel thrown overtop. "You bloody hog, you took my crème filled donut!"
"mate what are you on about?" ron bellows back
"this morning you said that crookshanks ate it!! but it was you! i should've-" he's cut off when he notices me slowly getting up attempting to slip away.
"why hello darling, and who might you be" the other tall red head hits him in the arm and i realize they look the exact same. twins.
"i'm Camille, and i was just leaving carry on!" i try to slip past him but he grabs my arm.
"Are you new?"
"Yes."
"well you look quite old for a 1st year i must say." i roll my eyes at him "because i'm not. i'm a 5th year, i've just transferred here"
"oooooo from where?" he lets go of my arm and pushes harry aside sitting in front of me. The other red headed boy, wearing a matching outfit despite his radiohead t-shirt smacks him again "Freddie leave the girl alone, i'm sorry for my brother, I'm George. Maybe we can meet again when Fred learns manners." I smile at him softly, and realize they're not the same after all. George has this wonderful crooked smile and a shine in his eyes, different from the shine in his brothers.
"Thank you, George but it's alright. I'm from France. My parents were on assignment there for the last 14 years." I look down at the floor, missing my home. I wasn't born in France, but it was still more home to me than England and i missed it oh so dearly.
"Ohhh oui oui" Fred wiggles his eyebrows at me and I roll my eyes once again.
"I really should be on my way. I'm going  to go find my brother." I begin to leave, but I pause and turn back to George. "I'll see you around?"
He seems shocked at first, his beautiful brown eyes widening. His lovely smile grows wider. "Yeah, of course." I nod my head and continue down the train to look for Luc.