Rose Weasley, the daughter of Molly and Arthur Weasley and the twin sister of Ginny Weasley. What happens when she goes to Hogwarts, will she get in the same house as the rest of her family. Will she make friends, do good in classes, and survive the...
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It has been a few days since I have arrived back, at it has been amazing! Today, Dumbledore called me and Kira into his office and said that we have been bumped up to fourth year because we are so advanced in our subjects. So now we can hang around all out friends a lot more, and I can hang around Draco a lot more!
Right now Mione, Kira, and I are all watching people put their names in the goblet. So far not a lot of Hogwarts students have come, a few Beauxbatons and a lot of Durmstrang. But then a boy in Hufflepuff, I believe his name is Cedric or something, got pushed by his friends toward the goblet. He paused, then went through the age line and dropped his piece of parchment with his name on it into the goblet. He turned to me and smiled. I gave him a confused look, but smiled back.
Me and Mione went back to reading and Kira went back to talking to a girl in Hufflepuff that was also watching people, when two figures with ginger hair came running into the hall. Everyone started clapping except us three girls. And of course it had to be my stupid brothers.
"Yahhhh!!" They both shouted. I rolled my eyes. They went over to a group of kids.
"Well lads we did it-" Fred started.
"Cooked it up just this morning!" George finished.
"It's not going to work." Us three girls sang. They went over to us with smirk.
"Oh yeah-" George started.
"And why's that the three musketeers?" Fred finished. I raised my eyebrows at the nickname for us.
"You see this, this is an age line-" Kira started, pointing at the age line separating us from the goblet.
"Dumbledore drew it himself." Hermione finished.
"So?" Fred teased. I groaned.
"So," I scoffed slamming the book on my lap.
"A genius like Dumbledore couldn't possibly be fooled by something so pathetically dimwitted as an aging potion." I stated.
"Ah but that's why it's so brilliant-" Fred started.
"Because it so pathetically, dimwitted." George said with a chuckle. They stood up on the bleachers and shook their potions.
"Ready Fred?" George asked.
"Ready George." Fred replied. They shook their potions one last time.
"Bottoms up." They said together. They crossed their arms and drank their potions. They stood their for a second, then jumped through the age line. They paused, waiting to see if the potions worked. Nothing happened.
"Yahhh!!!" They shouted taking high fives from everyone. I rolled my eyes, they couldn't have just outsmarted Dumbledore.
They went on their tip toes and placed their names in the goblet. Nothing happened once again.
