So, we got all of our school supplies and started heading to Zonko's! I was so excited! I could finally buy new and improved PRANK SUPPLIES! Yes! Anyways, me and Harry were standing outside of Zonko's, about to head in, when these two red-headed twin-jerks bumped into us, sending us falling to the floor! Luckily, I landed on top of Harry.
"Hey! Watch where you're going!" I yelled after them, after I got up.
"Oh! I am so sorry, your majesty," one of the boys said, his voice practically dripping with sarcasm.
He turned around, and immediately gasped. He hit his brother on the shoulder, indicating for him to turn around. As expected, he turned around, only to gasp as well.
"What? What are you looking at?" I asked, furious.
"Y-You're H-Harry and (Y-Y/N) Potter!" the one on the right said, and I was surprised, because he was also the one who gave us all of that sass!
"Yeah? So what?! I already know what my name is!" I told them.
"Is it true that when you were a baby, you pulled a prank on your dad, which splattered him in paint!?" the one on the left said.
"Well, I don't like to brag, but when I was a baby, I actually pulled a prank where I spilled tar over my dad's head, and then covered him in feathers and glitter," I said, totally not bragging.
"First of all," Harry cut in," you do like to brag," I scuffed at that. "And second of all, it was Mum and Dad and me who you did that to!" Harry finished, clearly aggravated.
"Oohhh yeah! I remember you had to wash for so long! That was the first, and only, time I pranked you," I said.
"That is so not true! Remember when you gave me that bruise a few years back after you woke up super early to set up a prank that was supposed to not hurt me! It was just supposed to splash water on my face in order to wake me up! Those are the only two times you pranked me," Harry finished.
"Well, like you said, it wasn't supposed to hurt you! How was I supposed to know that the string was to long to stop the glass from falling on you. That's why I stopped pranking you and went on to prank Dudley," I said, remembering all the fun times me and Dudley had... not. Well, fun for me, anyway.
"Uummm, yeah, we're still here you know!" the one on the right spoke again.
"OOOoooo! You're in so much trouble! Sass my sister once, she's okay. Sass her twice, you better run!" Harry told them.
"Ha! Like she could actually catch one of us," the one on the right said.
"You want to test that?!" I asked. Harry was trying to keep in his laughter, because he knew that I was the fastest person in our old school.
"Yeah! I do want to test that!" he said, and he took off. His brother stayed behind, though.
"I was trying to keep bad things from happening today!" I said, then took off after him.
He was surprisingly fast, but not fast enough! I caught him and tackled him to the floor after about 30 seconds. To keep him there, I sat on his chest. After about 5 more seconds, Harry came into view, panting. The boys twin brother came into view about a second later, but he was perfectly fine. Hagrid came running up behind them, panting more than Harry!
"Told you I was faster," I simply said, getting off of him.
"Well," Harry said, "I'm going back to Zonko's. (Y/N), you coming?"
"Yeah, I'm coming." I turned to the twins, "Well boys, it was fun to chase you down. I'll be leaving now." I started to walk away.
"I'm George Weasley, by the way," the nicer twin said.
"Yeah, and I'm Fred Weasley," said the one on the floor.
"It was nice meeting you, well, one of you," I said, turning around to follow my own twin brother.
~Fred's P.O.V.~
"She was obviously talking about me, right?" I asked George.
"Yeah right, it looks as if she hated you," he replied to me.
"She was pretty, very pretty," I told George.
Since we did tell each other everything, I guess I had to tell him that I liked her.
"Looks like someone has a crush! It's a shame she hates you," he said.
"Come on, George! Couldn't you just lie to me and tell me that she's probably madly in love with me?" I asked.
"I could... but we promised that we would never, ever lie to each other. Ever," he said, mocking me at the end with that last "ever".
"Whatever, let's just head back home. We did get all of our stuff, right?" I asked.
"Well, all of our stuff except our prank supplies," he told me.
"No way! I'm not going in there if there's a chance that I'll see her," I said.
George sighed. He knew that when I said I wasn't going to do something, I meant it.
"Alright, let's find the nearest fireplace and use the Floo Network home," he said, clearly annoyed at my childish antics.
I smiled. At least I wouldn't have to face the girl of my dreams until at least the school year starts.
~Harry's P.O.V.~
I could tell that my sister was utterly in love with Fred. He was exactly her type! Sassy, rude, and he pulled pranks! I mean, how much better does it get for her? Not to mention the boys brown eyes, red hair, and freckles. Now I just had to find a way to get her to spill.
"So (Y/n)? What about Fred? He seemed nice. Well, at least to your standards," I said, dropping a few hints to the fact that I think she liked him. She started to blush after I said it. An obvious sign that she likes him.
"So what if he was my type? He was completely rude! Not only to me, but to you also!" she said, denying the fact that she had a huge crush on Fred.
"Just because he was rude doesn't mean that you don't like him. If anything, that would make you like him even more!" I said. Again, she blushed.
"Alright! You got me. I might have just a small, itty-bitty crush on Fred. But that's it! Nothing more, nothing less. Don't you dare tell anyone, especially not Fred," she finally said. I smirked. I knew I could get it out of her.
"Hey, wipe that smug smirk off of your face before I slap it off myself!" she said, clearly irritated.
By then we were back at Zonko's, so we went in, got some prank supplies, and left to go back home. Me and (Y/n) both couldn't wait until school started to start some more crazy adventures!
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Fred Weasley || Wicked (Year One)
FanficWhat would you do if someone told you magic was real? Would you run away, think you were dreaming, or laugh at their face? That's not what (Y/n) Potter did. She embraced it, as if she had known all her life. But it did make her wonder... What would...