"The Odd One"
I Owe You
"Please behave you two!" she called after the train as it began to move. "Don't worry, mum," said Fred smirking while his twin called back to his mother, "we won't blow anything up!"
Their mother gave them a look of disapproval as the red-haired boys sat back in their seats, laughing. George wiped a fake tear from his eye "classic" he managed to say as Fred nodded in agreement. Today was their first day and all they could do was wonder what school would be like for them. All of their older brothers had successfully made names for themselves whilst enrolled in Hogwarts: Bill, the eldest, had been Head Boy during his tenure, then there was Charlie who was now in his seventh year and Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team as their star Seeker, and finally Percy, as arrogant and self-centered as he may be, was undoubtedly destined to follow in Bill's academically elite footsteps. Fred and George Weasley, on the other hand, were no Einsteins, though they weren't stupid by any means. They were above average at Quidditch, this was true, but they were never going to be Captain-worthy. What the twins excelled in was the art of hijinks.
The compartment door opened only to reveal a tall red-haired boy looking down at his brothers with the same brown eyes he shared with them. Charlie was only slightly bulkier than the twins, his muscles toned from years of Quidditch practice.
"Look I just wanted to tell you guys to take it easy, at least for the first week," said Charlie with a slight smile. He knew Fred and George may be ready for Hogwarts, but he wasn't so sure that Hogwarts was ready for Fred and George, not just yet.
"Mum told you to keep an eye on us?" asked George.
"Yeah," Charlie nodded, "but it's not me you guys have to worry about."
"Yeah, we know" said Fred with a smile, "it's Perfect Percy we gotta worry about."
"He was already yelling at us before mum got started," said George for good measure.
"-don't embarrass the family-"
Charlie couldn't help but laugh at their impersonation of Percy, it was rather dead-on.
"Nevertheless, just try and take it easy boys," and with that he waved them goodbye, leaving them alone. They sat there in silence, each wondering about what it would be like when they got there, sure their brothers had explained the process already but George couldn't help but wonder if he'd be separated from Fred, worst of all how would they be sorted?
"You don't reckon they'll put us in different houses?" asked Fred in a whisper as if there was a risk of being overheard, but just before his brother could answer their door opened revealing a small girl. Her black hair was pulled back in a ponytail revealing her pale face.
"Is there anyone there?" she asked her distinct emerald green eyes darting form one twin to another "You're Weasleys right? I mean with the red hair and freckles n' all-" she began before sitting without a formal invitation. They nodded as she smiled pleasantly in response, "Uncle Edward mentions your Father on a rather regular basis, he works in the Ministry as well. Between the three of us, I think your dad may love Muggles more than my Uncle Edward and that's impressive."
The boys blinked as she looked onto the floor, now playing with her thumbs.
"I'm Fred," he said, extending his hand and she quickly took it.
"-and I'm George-"
"I'm Katherine Johansson," she said as the door opened again there now stood a small dark-skinned boy with lengthy dreadlocks. He sat down and the girl extended her hand, "Katherine." She tried to introduce the twins though got them mixed up, a common occurrence for them. Then the four sat there in silence until Fred suggested they play exploding snaps. After a few rounds the four began to talk about Quidditch and what not. "So how about you, Lee?"
"Well, er– Fred, right...?"
Fred sighed heavily as his twin snickered, "Honestly, it's been three hours and you still can't tell us apart?"
"Just joking, I am Fred, go on," he smirked slyly.
"I'm a pureblood, we live in Yorkshire and I'm an only child. That's about all there is to know about me. What about you?" said Lee turning to Katherine whom had barely spoken she took a deep breath and stood up "Trolley!"
With that the shy girl ran out of the door the boys all looked at each other.
"Odd, that one," said George turning to Fred whom nodded, Lee shrugged, "She seemed nice enough to me."
Suddenly the door was pushed open by two girls accompanied by a bashful-looking boy. A tall dark girl spoke first.
"Excuse can we sit here?" she asked.
Lee and George nodded while Fred replied, "Sure." The three sat down while the blonde girl smiled, "Patricia Simpson and this is Cedric Diggory."
They all turned to the brown haired boy he gave them a nod.
"Well, Angelina surely you saw that horrible little thing!" said the blonde girl the others stared at her. Fred and George snickered while Lee tried to seem interested.
"What thing?" he inquired curiously.
"Don't talk about her like that," the girl whom was identified as Angelina frowned, sending Patricia a nasty glare.
"Well, that's what she is," said the petite blonde, "You heard her, she call me stupid!"
"Only because you called her a troll first!" snapped Angelina. "It's not something one says in civilized conversation, Patty."
"Fine side with her," Patricia scoffed furiously, swiftly taking to her feet, then pulling the door open and departing in a huff.
"That was a right tantrum," said Fred as he turned to Angelina, "I'm Fred by the way."
George smirked, "I'm George."
Angelina looked from one to another, her eyes widening as Lee and Cedric spoke to each other.
"Merlin, you're identical!" she gasped.
The twins looked at each other with fake expressions of shock upon their youthful faces. Fred clasped a palm to either cheek while George clutched his chest.
"Blimey, George, she's right!" Fred said in an exasperated tone. "How could we have never noticed this before?"
"I wondered why I kept being followed around by a mirror," said George, chuckling. "This explains everything! Thanks, Angelina."
It was always funny to them to have someone say that. Lee turned to Angelina and nodded, "I still can't tell them apart." Cedric nodded in agreement, "I bet your mum can't even tell you apart!"
"You'd be right, mate," said George pulling out a pack of cards, earning a smile of approval from Fred who then turned to the others, "Exploding snaps anyone!"
The sun began to sun set and it had been announced that it was time to change. The three slipped on their black robes, though as they did George couldn't help but sneak glances at Fred.
They can't put us in different houses, he thought now fixing his robes. He had never been separated from Fred and vice-verse so now things wouldn't change, right?
They stepped out of the compartment into the crowded hall bumping into Charlie he winked at them as they stepped of the train. What now?
"First years 'ere!" called out a voice, it was a large man holding a lamp the twins stared at him. He was probably three times the width of a normal man, his hair was wild just as his beard.
"Four per boat! C'mon now, don't be shy"
The four newly acquainted boys shared a boat. The enchanted boats crossed the lake revealing before them a large castle, sure Bill, Charlie and Percy had already told them about but to see it themselves was a lot more impressive.
"The giant squid!" squealed a girl form the boat next to them the boys looked over to the edge of the water as large silhouette swan under them. Lee gave it a low whistle, George couldn't help but smile while Fred tried to poke it with his wand.
They stepped into the hall and walked up the stairs, all of them looking around at the portraits, those who were muggle-born pointed and some even stopped to watch the portraits move.
"Never seen a painting do that," piped up a small blonde girl as they stopped at the top of a staircase only to meet a stern-looking woman. She held a roll of parchment in her hand as she watched group up.
"Welcome to Hogwarts," she began. "Today you will be sorted into your houses, now your houses will be like your families." Fred elbowed George and gave him a nervous look. He simply shook his head in response. We won't separated...
The children suddenly began to file in, they were greeted by floating candles and the night sky above them. They couldn't help but let out a couple of 'wows' and 'look!' Even the purebloods were impressed, it was all so majestic just as their brothers had told them it would be. Still how were the houses chosen? George looked around Fred was behind him holding on to the back of his robe. "A hat," said a voice, George stood on his toes to see what was all the whispering about. There was a stool with a hat on top of it, he could feel his face break into a smile. All they had to do was try on a hat! A stupid old hat!
"Pathetic!" said voice in front of him, it was a girl with brown hair and a an apparent attitude problem. "If you have a problem take to the judge!" He heard another girl say, she stood to his left it was the pale girl.
Suddenly the hat broke into a song everyone kept quiet including the first years. Though George felt someone tug on his robe, "Do you reckon' it'll ask us where we want to be?" asked Fred, George shrugged. Then it began the woman began to call out names.
A tall brunette walked up. "Ahh... Yes hard-working and honest!" began the hat the boy looked up as if it were crazy "not the brightest I've met but you're ambitious no doubt...where to put you?" The boy closed his eyes as the great hall held it's breath.
George felt his stomach churn, great in alphabetical order...they'd definitely be last or close to it. He wished this would be over and done with.
"It'll be alright," said a small voice, George turned to see the small girl from the train. He had forgotten her name, but she was unaware of the fact and gave him a smile.
George stared at her as she turned to Fred, "Everything will turn out okay." A tall blonde girl walked past them wearing a smug expression. She quickly her seat on the stool sitting up straight. "Well, well" began the hat "confident and clever, hungry for knowledge I see..."
She turned away from the boys leaving them dumfounded.
The boy pushed through the crowd, and George had to admit he was feeling better already. There was something so reassuring...
"I wish that hat would hurry up," he said confidently turning to Fred, "don't you?" His twin began to turn green.
Cedric ended up in Hufflepuff, Angelina in Gryffindor now it was–
The girl, whose name George had just previously forgotten, began to move forward towards the hat her frizzy hair hitting a couple of people in the face. That was her...on the train she was so shy. She was the odd one, whispered George as he watched her sit on the stool. It took a while –
"A curious one this is" the pale girl looked up at the hat holding on tight to the stool "A clever witch you are...but wait there's more" as the hat spoke the girl's face had suddenly gone red "as clever as you are you're daring unafraid of trouble! I have no other you belong in-"
He held his breath as he watched as she closed her eyes.
The boys clapped as their friend Lee ran up towards the chair. He too ended up in Gryffindor along with Katherine who currently wore a genuine smile. Soon it would be their turn...where but where...
Every time their names got closer George would sneak a chance at the frizzy girl. How come she was so sure?
Fred took a deep breath as he walked away without looking back at George. Maybe he felt he had to show some bravery after all he was the older twin. He sat on the stool and George watched as he searched the Gryffindor table for his brothers...well mostly Charlie.
"Umm... Another Weasley-" Fred laughed and George cracked a smile. This hat would never know what hit it. "well...well... daring yes and loyal to the core, I know just where to place you-"
George's eyes locked with Fred's Please Fred Gryffindor...
Fred ran towards his brothers wearing a smile. Now it would be George's turn.
He sat on the stool and saw Fred giving him the thumbs, Percy nodded while Charlie winked. He closed his eyes "Well what a surprise" said the hat "twins...you I see are no different than your brother-"
The Hat yelled, "GRYFFINDOR!" George jumped up from the stool and ran towards the Gryffindor table taking a seat next to Fred happily. His brothers patted him on the back and the small girl clapped along with the others. He owed her one...and those words would stick with him for years to come.
"We made the team I can't believe it!" said Angelina giving Alicia Spinnet a high-five.
Fred and George too were pleased being now the official Gryffindor beaters. They walked towards their charms class until the heard someone yelling.
"Give it back, I mean it, Taylor!" yelled a petite black haired girl, in front of her stood a Slytherin girl holding what looked like a crystal ball.
"Oh, Johansson, why don't you come here and get it?" teased Taylor as she pulled out her wand turning the floor between them into ice.
"That stupid-" began Angelina, until she like the rest of the school saw Katherine walk onto the ice.
"Johansson's crazy!" laughed Fred and George couldn't put it in better words still they had to admit she had guts. Katherine took slow steps towards the girl until with out warning she threw the ball high into the air and Katherine jumped to catch it.
"Katherine, no!" called the girls, the Slytherins laughed until she caught the crystal ball trying to land on her feet the girl slipped and twisted herself landing on her back. George ran over towards her though stopped at the beginning of the ice.
"Hey Johansson!" he called as she sat up, her mesmerizing green eyes slowly began to water up. The ice beneath her melted away as the Slytherin walked up to them. A girl and two boys, all of them in their year.
"Poor, Kitty Kat," sneered Taylor as Katherine stood up. George felt his ears turn red as Fred walked up to the group along with the girls.
"Look it's the Weasels," yelled at tall boy. "Look, Taylor, we've got ourselves a Kitty Kat and a pair of Weasels."
Fred pulled himself away from Alicia, "Shut it Montague.."
George balled his fists though quicker than anyone could said 'Quidditch.' Katherine had her wand out and pointing it at Taylor.
"Shut them up," she yelled angrily, "or I'll hex you!"
"Oh, please, he's just telling these two dimwits-" Taylor laughed.
"Watch it!" called Angelina now stepping forward with Alicia. "She not the only one with a wand you know."
Montague smirked at the boys whom glared back at him. They already had three weeks of detention under their belt but one more week wouldn't hurt. George took a glance at Fred whom nodded it would be just a week.
"What is the meaning of all this?" called a squeaky voice.
Without their noticing those whom had gotten to charms walked out to watch the fight.
"Nothing," said Katherine immediately throwing the ball at Taylor having it hit her in the face.
"Miss Johansson!" yelled Professor Flitwick, running over to the girl whom began to scream as Katherine pushed George aside and ran off in tears. Though others might call him crazy he swore that she took a glance at him and at that moment he could feel his heart drop to his stomach.
"Johansson!" he called though the crowd got tighter and Fred pulled him in saying words that got lost in the yelling and arguing. Still even if he ever barely spoke to her...well no one did...he couldn't bare...the guilt. Was that the word?
That night the second years walked up to the common room, in a corner sat Katherine pouring over her books as usual whilst the others talked and played chess, while the hours passed. George sat with his brother and Lee as usual talking about what would be their next adventure though he barely paid any attention.
"Well," said Fred, stretching, "I'm going to bed"
Lee had already gone to bed an hour ago. George shook his head.
"I still have to..er– do Snape's homework," he said warily.
Great. Fred would never believe it. His brother eyed him suspiciously.
"Oh, dear brother, ask me no questions, and I shall tell you no lies," said George with a smile as he pulled out his quills and parchment.
Fred walked away taking glances at his brother as he walked up to the dorms. George sighed and took a glance at Katherine whose quill kept it's quick pace across the paper, he stood up and walked over to her. He wouldn't think it over any longer the red head cleared his throat only to have her turn to him with a glare.
"Everything's going to be OK," he said lamely, pulling up a seat next to her. Her eyes softened as she gave him a curt nod and turned away.
"I need help on the Potions essay," he said in an effort to have her speak to him.
"You're asking me?" Katherine spun about to face him, raising an eyebrow as he nodded.
"You're the best in our year," he shrugged nonchalantly.
"What's you're angle-?"
"If you don't want to help me-"
"No" she said shaking her head letting go of her quill, "it's just...well...you're–"
George laid his parchment on top of hers, "So you'll help me then?"
The girl nodded giving him a feeble smile. Katherine began to explain things George didn't hear though she'd never know that. All he did was nod, at least there was a genuine look of relief on her face. At the end of the night she shut her thick book, yawning, whilst George picked up his things.
"Sorry about today, i– it's just my Uncle died, you understand," whispered Katherine as she stood up. "I'm a bit on edge." The redhead stared; what could he say to that?
"Night," she added picking up her book.
"Sorry..." George said awkwardly, standing up and taking her hand,"but things will turn out OK."
He watched her green eyes water up once more, Great thought the red head, hugging her as she began to sob. "I just made her cry again! Dammit! I thought that would work," once again reminding himself to have one of his brothers (excluding Percy of course) explain women...
They walked towards the spiral staircase him holding her as she sobbed uncontrollably without saying a word she turned to him until... "Thank you..."
Katherine ran up the stairs leaving George at the bottom confused. Yes, in utter bewilderment.
"Fred!" called a voice he turned only to see Percy walk into the common room.
"What are you doing here?" he asked firmly putting his arms across his chest.
"Now really, Perce, I was here unlike you," said George smirking. "Now where was my rule-loving brother?"
Percy's ears turned red just as they usually did under pressure.
"None of your business, now bed!" he yelled as George ran up the stairs avoiding any further yelling from Percy hoping that Johansson– No, Katherine was alright.
"She'll be okay....everything will be okay..." he reassured himself as he pulled up the sheets up to his chin.
Well let me know what you think! And I'd like to thank whatever ever makes you break for beta-ing this fic :) (psst between you and I she has a nice fic called Crossed Hearts. It's a must read. :) )
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