A/N: Oh my goodness, I am soooo sorry! I haven't updated in forever! I was trying to have a screen free break, and then I just got caught up with so many other things happening. I promise I'll try to update more consistently.
In this story, you are one year younger than the Weasley twins, and one year older than the Golden Trio. You are in Ravenclaw, and you love to pull pranks. The Weasley twins befriended you after you caught them about to scare Filch. They quickly became your closest friends.
"Hey! Watch where you're going!" You shout as a boy bangs into you.
"S-s-sorry y/n. It won't happen again," he says backing away.
You roll your eyes/ "Whatever" You lean down to pick up your dropped books, and notice a stain on the front of your shirt. "Ugh dirty already" You quickly say a cleaning spell and the spot disappears. "There. Much better."
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Satisfied, you start walking down the corridor and hear a shout coming from behind you. "Hey y/n! Wait up!" You turn and see your best friend George running up behind you.
"Hey George! How are you?" I asked smiling at him.
"Yeah yeah, none of that, come on! We gotta go!" He said, pulling my arm as he dragged me down the hallway up towards the Gryffindor common room.
"What? Why?" You asked him as you two ran.
"Can't explain now. You'll understand when we talk to Fred." He said laughing at your confusion. When you climbed through the portrait hole, everyone greeted you with warm smiles. Because you were the twins best friend, they had all gotten to know you very well and treated you as one of their own.
You scanned the room and your eyes were immediately drawn to Fred, Lee Jordan, and Angelina Johnson who were standing on the far edge of the room. You watch as Fred says something to make Angelina giggle and flirtatiously hit his arm. You sigh and remind yourself that just because you think of Fred as more then a friend, doesn't mean he feels the same. Quickly slapping a smile on your face, you let George pull you over to the trio.
"Heyyyyy guys!" You say slapping hands with Lee and reluctantly letting Fred put an arm around your shoulder. It wasn't like you didn't want him to, it's just that whenever he did it, it was just in a brotherly fashion. You sigh again. That's all he'll ever think of you as. Just another younger sister. You feel someone staring at you and look up to see Angelina glaring at you. She looks to Fred, then his arm, and then you again with a look of disgust and...envy? No that can't be right. You're imagining things y/n. Snap out of it! You look at Angelina and smile at her. She doesn't return it. You brush it off, and turn to George.
"So G. What's the big thing you wanted to talk about?" You ask George. He slaps his forehead.
"Oh right! Thanks y/n I almost forgot" he turns to Lee and Angelina. "Sorry guys, but I need to borrow Fred." He grabs Fred's arm and pulls him away. You follow, throwing a glance over your shoulder at Angelina who glares at you as you walk away. You roll your eyes and come to a stop inside the boys dormitory. You flop down on Fred's bed like always. There's no one else in the room, so George turns to Fred.
