We all know the story of the Weasley family. The 7 children that are placed in Gryffindor. The Weasley twins that cause havoc or the best friend of the boy who lived. But what if there was one more. A girl. Fred and George's triplet. She was sent to...
Picture above is Annabelle. Also, I am going to skip to her 6th year which is when they go to Hogwarts for the triwizard tournament. She already knows about how powerful she is but is unaware of the prophecy. However she knows about her family and now longs to meet them. Italics is French.
"LILLIAN WEASLY!! DON'T YOU DARE RUN AWAY FROM ME!!"Could be heard from every inch of the castle as my best friend chased me down the corridor. I may have changed her hair colour to pink as she hates the colour and anything to do with it. I also changed all her clothes into pink frilly ballgown and all her beanies (her most prized possessions) into tiaras. Whoops. Yeh but anyway I was eating my breakfast peacefully until my dear friend came through the door looking murderous and I decided to run because when she looks mad...you run.
So this is where I ended up; Being chased down the corridor by a screaming teenager still in pyjamas whilst fellow classmates and teachers alike shook their head in amusement. Suddenly I was pulled down to the floor by Annabelle as she glared at me. Although all I focusing on was my work. "Change. It. Back." She growled.
"Sorry Anna, no can do. It will wear off in a week though. Don't worry I think you suite pink." I said while trying to keep in my sniggers. Suddenly heavy footsteps came down the hall and I cursed under my breath. Darien. Posh, cocky boy that had an ego too big for his own good. All the girls fawn over him except Anna and I. It's disgusting.
As he walked down the hall female eyes watched him walk down the hall with lust filled eyes. Honestly people, what do you see in him. Ugh. He's coming this way. He seems to have a crush on me and cannot go one day without asking me out. I think it's because I'm the only one who hasn't gone out with him. Yes, even Anna went out with him at one point until she realised he was a jerk and cheated on her and hated him ever since.
"Oh look, it's my Lilly-flower. Hey Weasley, go out with me?" He shouted loudly. "NO!! WHY WOULD I GO OUT WITH SOMEONE WHO CHEATED ON MY BEST FRIEND!! AND FOR THE LAST TIME, I AM NOT YOURS AND MY NAME IS NOT LILY-FLOWER!" I screamed at him. He looked a bit taken back before his usual cocky attitude came back. "Hey, Lilly-flower, don't be like that. And I didn't cheat on your best friend unless her names; Holly, Annabelle, Gracie, Kitty, ummm and a few girls I can't remember. But hey, you can't hold it against me forever." I growled at him done with him being a git. I walked off but not before flicking my wrist and turning his perfect hair that must've took hours greasy and black with green highlights, the grease won't come out for a week and neither will the hair die so he will be forced to have it like that for a week, and I also turned his clothes into a full length frilly pink ballgown similar to the ones that I transfigured all of Anna's clothes into. I also put lots of makeup on his face. "Oh, Dariana, aren't you just beautiful in that dress and your hair looks so soft and silky." I said, rubbing it in. I then turned on my heal and headed back to the dining room.
----------------------------------------------For the rest of the week Darien had managed to change out of his ballgown but could still not get rid of the makeup or greasy hair. The whole beauxbatons female population was glaring at me for 'upsetting their crush'. Whoops. I was in the great hall wearing the disgusting, girly dress that was the beauxbatons uniform:
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Yuck, it was all frilly and ladylike. I was pulled out of my thoughts by a panting Annabelle collapsing into the chair next to me. "Run. Darien posh. Astronomy tower. Snogging. Illegal. Hurt. Eyes." Were all I got from in between pants. I chuckled as she looked mentally scarred even though I think everyone knew she had snogged a boy before. She glared at me and then grinning evilly tugged my out of the dining room despite my constant complaints about how I was still eating.
3rd Person:
Annabelle dragged Lilly down the corridor until the got to the 4th floor corridor in the west wing. Annabelle paced twice in front of the mirror that was the size of the whole wall and watched as a door appeared. She felt the mirror and opened it.
