Elizabeth Pure (A Harry Potter/ Weasley Twins/ Oliver Wood Fan Fic)

Hogwarts: Home Again

Elizabeth grinned as she entered the great hall. She looked at the new wave of first years and smirked. They looked so tiny and helpless. She noticed Harry Potter standing nervously next to Ron and a frizzy haired girl and grinned, crossing her fingers.

"Oi! Liz! We're not down there anymore!" George yelled, as she passed them, oblivious to the fact they were beside her. She blushed a bright magenta and hurried to sit down beside them. She leaned over the table and whispered,

"I hope we get your brother and Harry. Oh, and that girl talking to them looks smart. It's like the three of us, except you're both Ron, and I'm the two smart and valiant ones!" She grinned cheekily as the twins howled at her offensive tone.

"Hullo, Liz. Good to see you again!" A husky voice came from behind her. "You joining the Quidditch team?" Liz turned at the sound and grinned. It was Oliver Wood. She jumped up and hugged him.

"Oliver! It's good to see you too! And I might just be at tryouts." She finally let go of him and blushed bright red, for the second time that day. The twins both raised their eyebrows. "They're this Saturday, yes?" She asked.

"Yes, they are! I'll see you around, Pure!" He called as one of his also attractive friends came over and they walked away and sat down further along the table. Liz sat down and saw Angelina sigh dreamily. Liz shook her head, "He's attractive, but seriously Angelina?" Liz laughed, giving Angelina a tiny shove. She shook her head and giggled.

"Students! Welcome back to Hogwarts! Let the Sorting begin." The Hat sang it's song, and the Sorting began. Each student was announced and the Houses did their cheering.

"It's just like our first year, huh, Fred?" Liz whispered. Fred nodded and his eyes widened.

"HERMIONE GRANGER!" Bellowed Professor Dumbledore. The girl who had been hanging with Ron and Harry stepped forward and she was Sorted.

"GRYFFINDOR!" yelled the hat almost immediately.

Liz nodded her approval. "One down, two to go," she announced to her friends.

After a few more students, Professor Dumbledore yelled out , "DRACO MALFOY!" Liz rolled her eyes and counted to three before yelling with the hat, "SLYTHERIN!" She grinned as her cousin went to Slytherin, the hat hadn't even touched the top of his head. A few students more until finally she heard the infamous name, "HARRY POTTER!" The hall broke out into gasps and shouts. "BE SILENT!" Dumbledore shouted.

The Hat was placed on Harry's head and it sat there. It seemed as though there was an argument going on. Finally, the Hat seemed to nod and it straightened up, "GRYFFINDOR!" The entire table shot up on their feet and broke into yells and whoops and calls of excitement. Liz sighed in relief. She sat back down and looked as Harry Potter sat beside Hermione and they whispered to each other quietly. She watched them for a bit then looked back up when she heard the name, "RONALD WEASLEY!"

"Hey! You don't even have to sort him!" Fred called.

"He belongs to Gryffindor!" George yelled.

"Yeah, come on! Just send him down!" Liz shouted. Ron blushed and looked down at them. Dumbledore gave them a disapproving glare and placed the Hat on Ron's head.

"GRYFFINDOR!" Yelled the Hat.

"Come on! We could have told you that!" Fred said, disappointed.

"Forget it, Fred. Dumbledore has looks that could almost kill you now." George hissed motioning towards Dumbledore as the Sorting ended.

"Welcome!" he said. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"

"He sure is weird, huh," Liz said shaking her head.

"Pick a tune everyone, and join me in singing our school song!" Dumbledore said. The twins grinned at each other then looked at Liz.

"It's on, boys, ten sickles, that I can win" She hissed. They raised their eyebrows and grinned wickedly at her.

"1... 2... 3!!!!" Dumbledore said, and everyone began to sing. Different tunes rang out, some people finished quickly, some finished slowly, but none were as long and slow as George and Fred, who were singing a slow, sad march together, and Liz who sang, in a stunning voice, an opera. As Fred and George died off, Liz hit her last note with a blast. It was amazing. The twins glared at her when she finished and everyone's jaw dropped at the last note.

"Thank you!" Called Dumbledore. The food then appeared on the tables.

"We could have lasted longer." Fred said, shaking his head, pulling out five sickles from his pocket and handing them over to Liz.

"Yeah." George said simply, but he too pulled out five Sickles and handed them to her. She grinned and shook her head.

"That's pathetic." She began to take some food and put it on her plate, and the boys followed suit.

"Thanks, Liz." They both finally replied, their mouths stuffed with food.

"That's disgusting!" She cried, shielding her face from the both of them, "Why do you need to eat so much?"

"We're growing!" Cried George.

"And we're going to be way taller than you," added Fred.

"And better looking, if not as good looking," finished George.

Liz raised an eyebrow and tossed her curled hair over shoulder, "Sure, George, sure."

Little did she know how right he was.