Fred and George Weasley were lovable, red-headed twins who loved mischief. But little were they to know, that they'd meet someone with such a big impact on their lives, someone who'd they'd also be able to tell everything too, I guess sort of like.. a twin of theirs. Triplets, is what people called them. They met in a forrest, between the Muggle town of Ottery St. Catchpole and the magical 'Burrow'. They met at the age of 10. This is the story of another trio, the untold one.
“Georgie!” Fred yelled, excited.
“You’ve found one?!” George jumped up and down, adrenaline coursing through his veins.
Fred held up his ‘creature’.
George’s smile dropped.
“You prat! That’s just a stick!” George was disappointed; he thought after many days trying to find this creature, Fred had finally done it. George was a bit relieved though, considering if he had found one he’d boast about it every single day. He kinda wanted to feel superior to his brother for once, considering they are FredandGeorge.
“I thought I found one..” Fred trailed off.
“What are you looking for?” A young female voice came from behind them.
George banged his head on the tree, startled. While Fred almost fell out of the tree he was currently climbing. George rubbed his head wincing and Fred grabbed his heart, heavily panting.
“Sorry… I didn’t mean to startle you.. I just thought you needed help..” Said the girl, she looked fairly upset, like she was a burden. A pest.
Fred narrowed his while George was taken by this girl. Was there another family of witches around here? All he knew of was the small little town of Ottery St Catchpole.
He decided to examine her fertherly.
Her hair was long, brown and wavy. Her eyes were violet? Very unusual, he had thought.
Then he looked and saw something shiny in her mouth.
“What’s that weird thing in your teeth?” Fred blurted out.
George sighed at his brother, wondering when he’d ever learn a thing or two about manners.
She closed her mouth self-consously.
“Braces.” She replied simply.
The twins noticed her uncomfortable expression and shifted around awkwardly.
"They look... cool." George said, with fake enthusiasm.
She smirked, still weary to show her teeth too much.
"What's your name?" George asked, smiling kindly now.
Fred looked at his brother, curiously.
Normally FRED was the more socialable one out of the two, now all of George's shyness was slowly begininng to disappear. How odd, Fred had thought.
"Bonnie... What's yours?" She had said, she felt calm around the both of them. She felt optimistic.
"I'm Fred.." Fred butted in, standing infront of his brother.
"And I'M George!" George exclamed, shoving his brother back, grinning broadly.
"Come on!"
"We'll show you-"
"Our treehouse!"
"Come on, BonBon!"
They chimed together, grabbing Bonnie's arms.
Leaving Bonnie blushing.
And that's how it all began...
