Euphemia Ryan, or as she prefers to be called Effie, is one of the most out spoken Hufflepuffs you'll ever meet. With wit, charm, and the determination that most Hufflepuffs possess she is ready to face Hogwarts and leave her legacy at the school. W...
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{Chapter 2} Luck of the Irish
After asking numerous witches and wizards Effie and Kat finally got directions to a well. It's amazing how the wizarding world could make tents that are bigger on the inside, and have full kitchens in them, yet they can't manage to add a plumbing system to them. That's the wizarding world for you. Full of people who discriminate and aren't able to understand basic muggle appliances.
The girls quickly filled their buckets and were soon faced with the dilemma of trying to find the camp site without spilling all the water and getting more lost then they already were. After a quick game of rock, paper, scissors, which Kat won, they decided to go down the path to their right. Effie picked her bucket off the ground and just as she turned around she ran into a Weasley, another damn Weasley. They seemed to be cloning and attempting to take over the planet. Effie could see more red hair to left which only proved her point. Cloning! Not so gracefully, Effie face planted into sopping wet grass. A large 'Oof' could be heard next to her but Effie couldn't hear it over the sound of her groaning.
"Jesus Christ! Effie are you okay?" Kat yelped as she pushed on of the shocked red headed boys out of her way so she could reach her sister.
"Obviously not," she managed to say in return, "I was just attacked by a bloody Weasley!"
"In my defense you were the one to run into me, how was I supposed to know you were going to turn around? Right Freddie?"
"Right Georgie," the boy standing, who Effie assumed was Fred replied, "We were just minding are own business when out come out of the blue and run into my poor defenseless brother! How rude!"
Effie resisted the urge to roll her eyes as she said, "You would of seen me coming your way if you hadn't been so focused on yourself."
"Oooooo George, you just got burned," Fred said grinning to his blushing twin brother.
"You make a good point older sister of our dearest friend Kat," George said standing up from the ground giving Effie a hand up, "As you know I am George, the hotter twin, pleased to meet you."
"Effie," she responded with a small smile, "Although I fear your mistaken your brother is far superior in looks then you, Mr. Weasley."
Now it was Fred's turn to blush, surprised at the comment made by a girl who is more often then not quiet during any of the classes they had shared in the past. As to those in Gryffindor, who have hardly had any classes with Hufflepuff weren't use to the outspoken charm of the young Ryan.
Fred was trying to figure out a witty response to Effie's comment when a heavy Irish accented voice called out "Effie! Kat!" the sound caused the two sisters to turn around abandoning the conversation with the twins and the buckets of water that they had been ordered to grab.
