Red or Yellow (a George Weasley fanfic)

Ch.1 Face to Face

"Papa!" I yelled running down the stairs to his study. "It's noon! You said you would take me at noon."

"Yes of course darling. Let us be of then". My father replied smiling down at me.

I grabbed hold of his arm and began dragging him to the fire place I was so excited. "I can't believe I finally get to go to diagonally!" shouted unable to calm down.

"Alright sweetheart calm down." My father whispers gently trying to keep me from flying. ( AN I don't mean literally flying she can't do that yet). He held the floo powder jar out to me so I could grab a handful. I stepped into the fire place and yelled "diagonally".

"Oh no, not again." Was the last thing I heard before being whisked away.

I landed with a thud in a place I didn't recognize. Not thinking to much on it considering I have never been to Diagon ally before I wandered around waiting for my dad. That's when I noticed all the weird objects surrounding me. There was a hand sitting on to counter so me being me I disided to touch it. Instantly the hand lached on to me refusing to release. After a long struggle I managed to pry my hand away.

That's when I noticed the sign. Knockturn Alley. I'm precisely where my father told me not to go. The realization hit pretty hard and I began freaking out. I was right where my father told me to always avoid. So I did the only logical thing any 11 year old would do in this situation. I ran. Trying to avoid all the scary looking witch's and wizards. When I finally made it to a much more cheerful section I stopped to breathe. Man was I tired.

Not paying attention to my serondings I started walking looking for a store called olivanders in hope that my father would be there. That's when it hit me. I mean literally hit me. I walked straight into someone and gosh did it hurt. Rubbing my nose I looked up to see what I had ran into. He wasn't much taller then me and he had the most beautiful red hair i have ever seen.

So just like my father taught me I stuck my hand out to introduce myself. "Bonjour, my name is Clarissa Abel Madeleine Dubois, but you can call me Reese."

"Enchanté mademoiselle (AN: sorry if my French is off I'm a little rusty) I am George Weasley." He replied in the worst fake French ascent I have ever heard. 

"I always wanted to do that" he continued laughing at himself. I just started in confusion.

"Oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to afend you. Did I say something wrong." He started rambling in a slightly panicked tone. I for some unknown reason I felt the need to comfort him.

"No, it's alright. I just wasn't expecting you to know French that's all." I replied slightly blushing

I don't think he noticed me blush, but his whole demeanour seemed to change after I said that.

"Okay! Well what brings you to Diagon ally then."

" I'm buying school supplies. I'll be attending Hogwarts this fall. First year. What about you."

" The same as you! I'm also starting my first year at Hogwarts." He replied gleefully. Gosh he's cute when he smiles. Wait what am I saying I just met this boy.

"What you find there Georgie?" Suddenly George walked up beside himself... hold on a second that makes no sense.

"Hi I'm Fred." He said smiling pulling from my thoughts.

"Oh you must be twins" I replied shaking Fred's hand.

"What Freddie did you hear that. We're twins." George said turning to his twin a look of concern on his face.

"What how could mom have never told us!" Fred responded and they bust out into laughter.

"Oh haha very. Well I'm Clarissa Abel Madeleine Dubois but call me Reese and I will be starting Hogwarts in the fall. Sorry I just love saying that!" I said trying to hold back my own laughter. This boys laugh was just so contagious.

"Fred! George! We really must be going!" Yelled a woman with the same red hair as the twins. Must be there mother.

"Well Resse it was lovely meeting you." George stated.

"But we really must be going." Fred finished

"See you at Hogwarts!" The yelled together walking off. Gosh that was creepy.

I just stained as they walked away. Seriously what am I doing I thought shaking my head as I went of to go find my dad.

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"Clarissa! Thank goodness I found you. I have been looking everywhere! Where did you end up." My father asked when we finally found each other.

Looking down slightly ashamed I finally mustered out "I got lost in Knockturn ally."

My father gasped making me feel even worse, but to my surprise he wasn't angry. "Are you okay. Are you hurt." He began examining me for any scratches or bruises.

"Im fine Papa. I promise."

"I'm so glad you're not hurt."

"Yeah me too..."

I tried to focus on the conversation with my father but my mind kept drifting back to that cute red headed boy and his twin.

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"What do you mean where moving back to France!" I yelled at my father. Not a good idea, but I am upset. I have always had a bad temper. My father says I get it from my mother. He says she was scary when angry and she no longer seemed human. I wish I could have met her but sadly she passed away when I was two.

"Calm down ma chérie it is going to be okay. You will attend Beauxbatons, and we will be happy. My father sad calmly. He did pull me out of my thoughts which was good I could get lost for hours in my own mind.

"But papa."

"No buts. Understood?"

"Yes papa"

"Good. Now let us be off our new life awaits."

AN: Thank you for reading my first story! I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and seriously if you have any suggestions please comment because the more help the better!