The American are coming~ George Weasley love story

No, Not at All

A/N:(Some of these quotes were taken from Goblet of Fire, please don't be mad. Credit goes to J.K. Rowling)

Thunder rumbles loudly and the storm seems to somehow, if possible, intensify. The carriage is violently swaying back and forth. I'm still studying the castle when a sudden jolt causes me to crash into George and Fred to fall to the floor.

"We've just met and your already falling for me." George whispers. I realize i'm leaning on him still and blush profusely. I sit back in my seat properly then lean over to whisper in his ear.

"I didn't fall. If anything, i was pushed."

His ear tips turn a bit pink but it quickly fades. Fred is back in his seat when the carriage slams to a stop.

This time Lee is thrown to the floor. We all laugh at the look on his face before bracing ourselves for the rain. Fred, George, Lee and I jump down from the carriage and dash up the steps.

Inside the large, beautiful, torch-lit entrance hall was a magnificent marble staircase.

"ARRGH!" Came a strangled yell to my left. A ginger haired boy who resembled Fred and George was sputtering and wiping water from his face. A water balloon fell from the ceiling, narrowly missing a bushy haired brunette girl and instead breaking against the stone floor. Students began shrieking and pushing each other to get away from the line of fire. Before i could think, i grabbed the sleeve of George's robe.

I looked up and saw a little man in a bell-covered hat and orange bow tie with a malicious face floating twenty feet above us. A poltergeist, i concluded. There were no in Ilvermorny but we learned about the mischievous spirits that enjoy causing trouble. The small spirit seems to notice me staring and aims at my head. Right before it hit me, George pulled me forwards and it hit a boy behind me.

"PEEVES!" An angry voice yelled. "Peeves, come down here at ONCE!"

An elderly but fierce looking woman had come out of another room. She skidded on the wet floor and grabbed the brunette from earlier around the neck to keep from falling.

"Ouch-Sorry, Miss Granger." The woman apologized and released the poor girls neck.

"That's alright, Professor!" She gasped, rubbing her neck.

"Peeves, get down here NOW!" Barked the professor.

"Not doing nothing!" Peeves sung, lobbing yet another water bomb at the crowd. "Already wet, aren't they? Little squirts! Wheeeeeeeeee!" He launched another balloon.

"I shall call the headmaster!" The professor threatened, "I'm warning you, Peeves-"

The poltergeist stuck out his tongue, threw the last few water filled balloons, and zoomed up the marble staircase, cackling madly.

"Well, move along, then!" She said sharply. "Into the Great Hall, come on!"

I released George's robe and began moving forwards with the crowd.

"Not you, Miss Whitebeam." The woman called after me.

I turned to George,"I'll see you guys later."

He grins,"Remember Gryffindor."

I roll my eyes but nod. I walk over to the woman who's trying to right herself.

"My name is Professor McGonagall. I am deputy headmistress, head of Gryffindor house and teacher of transfiguration. In just a moment you will be sorted with the first years. Please, wait over there." She points to a crowd of children that look as if they had just swam across the lake out front. I nod again and go stand by them.