The Other Weasley (HP FF) DISCONTINUED

1. The Train

Sapphire's POV:

My Family and I were walking to platform 9 3/4 and mum was fussing about being late. I looked at my watch, a muggle invention my father gave me that tells time, and seen that it was like fifteen minutes early. Well, my mom can be a control freak. It doesn't help the fact the Fred and George, My older twin brothers, keep joking around a lot. We finally got to the platform and Mom told Fred he could go first.

"I'm not Fred, I'm George, Honestly woman, you call yourself our mother." I giggled, but quickly stopped when I got a glare from my mother for , as she puts it, "encouraging" them.

"Well, Alright. Just go." Mum said. Fred walked near her with his cart full of his stuff needed for Hogwarts, a school of witchcraft and wizardry, that me and my brothers are going to. "Just kidding mother, I am Fred." Fred said to Mother.

Next year my little sister, Ginny will be joining us. As me and my twin Ronald was waiting for our turn, a boy with black hair and glasses came up and asked mum how to go through the wall after Fred had gone through. You see, all of my family has Red hair, except for me, because I'm obviously the lucky one. All my family hate me,  though I'm not so sure why. Except for my oldest brothers Charlie and Bill. I miss them. Charlie trains dragons in Romania and Bill works for gringotts, a wizarding bank, as a curse breaker.

"Oh, Don't worry dear, its Ron's and Sapphires first time too." She said pointing to us. Ron awkwardly waved while I just rolled my eyes. "All you have to do is run through the wall. Trust me, it won't hurt." She said. Blah, blah, blah. I just went ahead through. Not even bothering to say bye to my mother knowing she won't care. I seem the train and smiled. I can't wait to get to Hogwarts! I then seem a boy with platinum blonde hair who was really cute. I just shrugged and got on the train and went to a random compartment that was empty. I heard a knock after a few moment of sitting alone.

I looked up and seen the platinum blonde hair. He's cute.

Cuter than a bunny.

Cuter than a puppy.

He's even cuter than me, which I hate to admit but eh. What are you gonna do about it?

"May I sit in here? Everywhere else is full." He questioned me.

"Sure." I replied. "So what's your name?" I asked.

"Draco Malfoy. Yours?" He answered.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." I said smirking.

"Oh really now?" He said, smirking. I guess we are kinda flirting, even though he's my family's worst enemy pretty much.

"Yep"

"Try me"

"Sapphire Weasley"

"But where is you red hair, freckles, and hand-me down clothes?" He said.

"Ah, you see, I actually was the lucky one and got the good genes. While the rest of my family look like they were made from lava that didn't like people." I said.

"Well, what house do you hope to get sorted into?" He asked.

"maybe Slytherin. But that would mean I would get disowned. So scratch that, hopefully Slytherin." I said, putting emphasis on 'hopefully'.

"Haha, I like you. Your funny and cute." He said. I blushed looking anywhere but him.

"Are you- Are you blushing?" He asked.

"Nope"

"Yes, yes you are, you're blushing! Do you think I'm cute?" He said. I could practically feel his smirk.