The Unwanted Weasley

Hi

(Pretend Ginny and Willow are in the same year as Ron and Harry so this story can have all the movies and such, so try not to forget that)
WILLOW'S POV
It was just another day at home. A normal, irritating, but fun, day. As your probably wondering, before i get into my story, my family is the weasley family. I'm actually Ginny's twin sister. Most of my family doesn't pay as much attention to me as they do to Ginny, but I'm used to it. I'm the "odd one out," in this family anyways. I will soon tell you later how i am the odd one.

Well, today, might be one of the best days ever for me anyways, which is when i got accepted into Hogwarts.

It started off with Fred and George jumping on my bed to wake up.

"Will you just wake up already?" Both of them yelled in my ear. "Never! Just let me sleep!" I screamed back, putting a pillow to my ears to block off the noise. "We need to get back to work! Always got to make a good impression on the first day," complained George.

Fred, George, and I have gotten pretty close these few years. They gotten me into making ideas for pranks, but Ginny isn't a fan of pranks. Bummer, we could have had an amazing group if we had all the twins together.

The twins want me to pull a huge prank the first day of going to Hogwarts, so people could be impressed with me or something. As i said earlier, about that odd thing about me, yeah. Thats when it comes into play. Sometimes, if i think hard enough, eithor i can make something happen or make something appear, but then shortly after, I get a massive headache.

"Earth to Willow!" Fred shouted once again, while dagging me off the bed. "Geez! We already have a billion bloody ideas, so just pick one," I complained, once again. "No way, we need one, bigger, and better than ever! And we need you to whip up something brilliant," George finished.

Its always confusing when those two keep switching when talking! But i figured out their difference a long time ago, so I'm like the only one who knows the difference. George's face is a bit longer than Fred's, and because he has a mole on his neck.

"Alright, fine. Any ideas where i don't have to think of anything?" I asked while sitting up from my bed. "What if w-" Fred started, but George interrupted him immediatly by whispering to him.

FRED'S POV (just what George said to him)
"What if w-" I said before George kicked my foot and started talking to me quietly,
"We aren't suppose to say that idea!" He whisper screamed. "How do you know what i was going to say?" I asked. "Because we are twins and we think alike. Now, i know you were going to tell her that firework idea, but that is ours, not hers. She is still learning." He responded quickly. "Right, now lets stop whispering in each others ears, this is getting creepy," i said, while taking a step away from him, while Fred starts laughing.

WILLOW'S POV
They have been whispering for a while, and i'm just sitting there akwardly. They finally stepped back, while Fred is laughing. I gave them a confused look, while they just shook their heads.

"Okay, so about that epic prank, what is it?" I asked once again. "Maybe if you gave a lot of people on the train some sort of box, filled with some candy or whatnot, and once they open eat, or eat it, something happens" They both said.

"I have the perfect idea," i said. "Well? Spit it out!" George urged. "That is for me to know, and for you to find out," I said while smirking at them, and walking away.

They tried chasing after me, but of course, the weird stuff happens again, and i end up outside in the field. I coulf hear them screaming at mum about where she hid me. Oh well, let them yell.

I walked towards a flower that was dying, it was one of the most beautiful flower ever. I picked it out of the ground, quickly realizing that thats another way to kill flowers. I gasp, and try to put it back, and it stays. I try opening to petals, so i could see the beautiful purple-blue flower on the inside. As i do that, it sprouts immediately. Strange i thought. As I was fixing the petals, a note hits me in my head. I grab it, and its my hogwarts acceptance letter.