Age of Mischief ~ George Weasley [Harry Potter] Fanfic

Age of Mischief - Harry Potter FanFiction

Imagine Harry Potter had an older sister. All characters (apart from my ones) are owned by J.K.Rowling! Also there is some explicit language in this novel so please don't get offended.

Currently getting completely re-written. Please keep in mind that this was first written when I was about 11. It's been years and I'm finally getting around to re-writing pretty much the whole thing. This version will remain up until I'm finished re-writing what I've done so far! I'm also doing the same thing with my Walking Dead fan fiction.

Bethany Potter. The girl who lived. Two years older than her brother, Harry. Most people say she looks exactly like her mother, but with her father's eyes. She certainly has her father's personality, which is probably why she is best friends with the school pranksters/clowns, aka Fred and George Weasley.

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It is September 1st, and the students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry are all getting ready to board the train on platform 9 and 3/4's. Harry and Bethany Potter had been staying with the Weasley's at Sirius Black's house (a.k.a the Order of the Phoenix's headquaters) during the summer, and Bethany, Fred and George are going to go into 7th year, Harry, Ron and Hermione (who was also at Grimauld Place), are going into 5th year, where as Ginny is going into 4th year.

Mrs Weasley gives everyone hugs, and watches them all as they board the train. "Goodbye, have a good year! Study hard, and Fred, George --"

"We won't do anything too bad mum, probably..." Says George,

"Probably." Says Fred.

"You can trust me to make sure they get good NEWT results, Mrs Weasley. I will make them study if its the last thing I do!" Bethany laughs and they all wave goodbye as the train pulls out of the station. She turns to see that Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny have already went to find a compartment. She smiles and says "I was being serious guys. You are going to get better NEWT results than OWLs... They were disgraceful! After all that work, didn't you take in a thing?"

Fred and George glance at each other. "Well yes... And no..." Starts Fred.

"We did, but then we forgot when the time came." Finishes George. "Come on lets find somewhere to sit." George leads the way, and Bethany and Fred follow him.

Bethany keeps her head low and tries not to look at all the staring students. "God, didn't they learn that staring is rude?" She mutters. Ever since the end of last term, everyone was told stupid lies by the ministry of magic about Bethany and Harry, how they were crazy and were trying to take the Ministry down. "I saw what I saw. I'm not going back on it." They finally found a vacant compartment, and Bethany slumps down on the seat. George sits down next to her, and slid his arm round her waist.

Bethany and George have been dating since 4th year, and they are perfect for each other. They honestly are. They look into each others eyes with such passion and love, if you saw them, you would not be able to find a way to ruin it...

"So. Let's get down to business." Fred pulls out a piece of parchment. It is crumpled and a little ripped, but it is still readable. This is their over all receipt from all of their stock orders. They are planning to own the greatest joke shop ever. It's going be called 'Weasley Wizard Wheezes'. Of course it is hard work, but with the prize money Harry and Bethany gave them from the Tri-Wizard tournament, they are all set to go. Just one more year at Hogwarts.

They have tons of stock to sell at Hogwarts, called Skiving Snack Boxes. It's really clever. A selection of sweets to eat when you want to skive off lessons. One bite of Puking Pastille, start puking everywhere, get out of class, take another bite, and it'll stop. And free to do what ever you want.

Halfway through the journey, Fred falls asleep, so George and Bethany take the chance and snuggle up close.

****Bethany's point of view****

George kisses my neck and I feel his warm breath against it. I love George and I tell him that as I stroke his soft, ginger hair. My hair curtains our faces to people out in the corridor, so we have a little privacy I guess. He gently kisses my lips and I kiss back. He licks my lips, his tongue gently caressing my bottom lip, and I open my mouth. We passionately kiss for a while until I see Fred moving, so I pull away. We try not to kiss in front of Fred a lot, in case he feels left out. But he gets a lot of girls, so he doesn't mind.

Fred stretches and blinks a few times, then smiles at us. I hear my Chatevery (an extremely rare animal, that can turn into any creature at all, mythical or muggle.) mewing. I called her Star. At the moment, she is a cute, grey tabby kitten. Like a phoenix, Chatevery's regenerate, by burning to a crisp, and reforming out of the ashes.

I stand up and take her basket down from the luggage rail. I let her out and she walks towards Fred and pounces on his finger. He laughs and takes out an old wizards chess set, and sets one of the pawns free, Star chases him until she gets bored, which surprisingly takes quite a long time.

I get changed just before we get to the station, and when we do, I am so happy to see the big, magical, castle. We get into the carriages and they take us up to the castle.