fivesos one shots

•if 5sos went to Hogwarts•

a/n - imagine if 5sos had British accents instead of Australian that would be equally as hot!!!

"Mum! The train is almost here hurry up!" I wailed. People whirred past me as my little brother, Harry, watched me with a curious expression. He was carrying my owl for me the whole time while my little sister, Lauren, helped me carry the rest of my baggage that I couldn't carry on my little trolley.

"No no you can't leave yet! Not when your face looks so dirty!" Mum frowned, "I want my boy to walk in with a good impression." Then proceeded to lick her thumb and wipe at my already clean face. People walked by chuckling.

"Mum!" I rolled my eyes then ran forward into the barrier. I shut my eyes and suddenly I was no longer at the muggle train station. Station nine and three-quarters was a few blocks ahead but I couldn't help but stare in awe as the Hogwarts Express whirred to life beside me. "Finally..." I breathed. Then before I knew it, I was entering the red machine and kissing my family goodbye.

"Bye mum!" I grinned excitedly and she waved with a small smile plastered on her face hiding her teary eyes. "Bye Lauren! Bye Harry!" I yelled.

"You should put your uniform on before we reach Hogwarts." A feminine voice murmured from next to me. I jumped since she only sat a few feet away. Brown curls bounced on her shoulders and a smirk played on her lips as she scanned me up and down. I had completely forgotten to put that on! Instead I said,

"Woah when did you get here?"

"I've been here the whole time!" She crossed her arms quite offended then plopped down in front of me.

"Alright..." I trailed off.

"I'm Brielle Santos."

"I'm Ashton Irwin."

"Ashton? Isn't that a girl name?"

"Well that was quite rude Brielle. I am as manly as I can get."

"That is, not at all." She snorted and covered her mouth.

"Is that a challenge?" I rolled up my sleeves.

"Are you as manly as the legend, Harry Potter?" She crossed her arms and quirked an eyebrow.

"Please, that's only some fantasy story to inspire young wizards."

"Like yourself?" She smirked.

"Sure. But it hasn't worked yet!" I declared and she stared at me amused.

"The legend is true Ashton Irwin. I have proof."

"Oh yeah and how?"

"My mother knew the Weasley family." She smirked.

"I wonder when they stopped having children." I snorted and Brielle wacked me upside the head with a free hand.

"Ouch." I rubbed a hand over my head.

"They didn't," she spat, "I heard a Weasley is entering Hogwarts this year." Brielle whispered and I simply rolled my eyes.

"A Weasley?!" Boomed a voice and a brown spikey haired boy entered the room followed by two other boys. Brielle scoffed once she noticed them enter.

"What are you scoffing at nerd?" A raven haired boy chuckled and rubbed Brielle's curly hair.

"Hey leave her alone." I spat and spikey haired boy turned to me.

"I'm Mikey, this is Calum and Luke. You wouldn't want to hang out with this nerd. Join us."

"Thanks Michael but," I paused as this moment seemed somehow familiar to me as Brielle stared at me with hurt in her eyes even though she tried deeply to hide it, "I enjoy being friends with Brielle." I stuttered without meeting eye contact with  Michael who shrugged and bit into an apple.