The Potter Twins

2.

This chapter is gonna take place after they had found out that they were wizards and were accepted into Hogwarts, School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry. They are currently on the train!

-Hailey's pov-

After that letter had came, Uncle Vernon throwed it away. So another one was sent. The more that came the more he threw away. It was like it was his life's destiny was to throw away every letter that got addressed to us. He did as much as he could to prevent us from getting ahold of the letter. But here we were. On the train to Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

epic.

I was so excited to not only finally escape the burdened family the Dursleys. But I was also excited to go to school and learn magic. Of course I had a feeling we were wizards but I guess the idea never truly clicked in my brain. I was so lost in my thought I hadn't realized that the one red-headed kid that harry and I had met on the platform had come into our section of the train and asked to stay. Harry agreed, and the boy had taken a seat from across us. I couldn't help but just stare at the rat that he held in his hands.

What a weird animal to have as a pet.

Surely Harry noticed it to as he looked at the boy with a questioning look.

"I'm Ron by the way. Ron Weasley." The boy said with a smile.

"I'm Harry. Harry Potter."

"And I'm Hailey Potter. The better twin obviously." I said with a smirk and pushing my hair over my shoulder and ever so lightly poking him in his side with my elbow.

"you wish, we all know I'm better." He said goofily and looking at me.

"Only in your wildest dreams." I say sticking my tongue out. Ron cleared his throat and looked at us in amazement.

"so its true.. do you guys really have the.." he said pointing to his forehead and his stomach.

"The what?" My dimwitted brother asked while slightly leaning forward. Obviously hes not the brightest out of us.

"the scars you dimwit." I said nudging him.

"Oh yeah." Harry said and lifted up his hair revealing his lightning bolt shaped scar. Ron stared wide eyed before turning to me. I chuckle before lifting up my shirt just above the scar that was placed on my ribcage.

"wicked." is all he managed to get out. I couldn't help but giggle. Honestly if we would get asked about the scars all year I might just die. Just as I had contained my laughter an old women came by with a cart full of candy.

"anything from the trolley dears?" she asked us with a smile. Ron slightly shook his head and told the women no thanks and then lifted a soggy looking sandwich. All it took was one look at the sandwich for Harry to take out his galleons and telling the women that we would take the lot. Shortly after we paid for the candy us 3 were stuffing our face with candy. I however wasn't listening in to their conversation because I just didn't really seem to care all that much. The red head was just explaining the different types of flavors and how his older brother George sworn he had gotten a bogey flavored one before. If you ask me that's quite ghastly.

I understand that its called 'Bertie Botts every flavored beans' but was it really necessary to actually include EVERY flavor.

"My brother Fred had taught me a spell that would turn scabbers yellow. Wanna see?" The boy questioned, which obviously caught my attention.

"yea." Harry said enthusiastically and sitting up waiting for him to cast the spell. I watch the boy as he takes out his wand and clears his throat. That's when I noticed all the empty candy wrappers and boxes that had surrounded Ron. Honestly, this kid could eat.