CHAPTER THREE
YEAR THREE;
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"my brothers" instantly Lilliana wrapped her arms around her little 11 year old twin brothers who simply laughed and hugged her back. She was nothing really like Percy, she was more like there missing triplet the twins always thought, just slightly older, loved to read and was incredibly smart at least that's what they thought.
Charlie her eldest brother was more silent than usual, he had pushed himself away, of course his little sister had demanded what was wrong with the tall red head, she saw the conflict in his dark eyes before he took a deep great 'I'm thinking I might go to Romania Lil and I don't know how to tell mum or dad' was his only answer and she still remained confused.
"Oh we get to watch you play quidditch!" They cheered making the girl laugh, it wasn't her usual bubbly kind her mind kept going to Charlie.
Caroline came out from the bathrooms and hugged the two small ginger haired boys "how's my honorary little brothers going?" The perky blonde asked, both twins didn't think of Caroline as a sister more like an attractive girl who hung out with there sister.
"well are you going to talk or stare all day?" she laughed out making both boys cheeks turn red and chuckled awkwardly.
"So my little dark lions what plans have you got for ruining lives?" She asked knowing her brothers were the dark lions in the Weasley household, always playing pranks on everyone, and occasionally her. Lilliana was the one who bought most of there supplies for pranking anyway and came up with some wicked plans.
"Ruining lives?" George asked raising an amused eyebrow
"Huh sister you have no faith in us being good do you?" Fred finished with an innocent grin which was identical to Georges now. The two older girls laughed at there weird twin intuition.
"Who are you playing first?" They both asked quickly changing the subject.
"Well I'm pretty sure it's Hufflepuff so we have to go train" she said not realising a couple of Gryffindor boys were listening in on the conversation. Oliver and Percy slightly leaned back into the Isle of the hall to hear the conversation of the four. Percy was never quite close enough to his two younger brothers, they liked to tease him for being smart and steal his stuff because he was a Git as they liked to call him.
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