Love and Pranks

The Weasley Twins fall In love,
2 girls..Angelina Johnson and Nicole Black, Sirius Black's little sister.
Written from my point of view(ya'know)

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5. The Dormitories

I stood up as the Head Boy led us out of the room, my hands swaying freely from side to side. "Where are we going?" I asked the girl with black hair and beautiful dark skin in front of me.

"I think we're going to our dormitories, maybe me and you'll be room mates" she shyly giggled with excitement, I caught up to her so I was by her side. "I'm Nicole Black" I introduced, smiling. She replied with a smile, "The name's Angelina Johnson!" She replied, taking my hand and shaking in a friendly kind of manner. I nodded my head and proceeded to walk down the long corridors until we reached some stairs.

"Now, everyone. Please mind the stairs, they have a mind of their own and move!" The Head Boy called back to us all, I watched the other stairs moving underneath me. Hundreds of stairways, thousands of steps.

I continued to walk, but I wasn't fast enough. The stairs had decided to move and I was stuck on the other side. Everybody stared in shock and wonder, the Head Boy shook his head watching as I stood on the other side. "How do I get across?" I shouted over.

"What's your name, kid?" He replied.

"Nicole Black" I shouted back over, my legs shaking with fear. He nodded his head and pulled out a delicate, patterned wand. "Accio Nicole Black" He screeched. In the matter of seconds my body had rushed over to where he were stood. The Gryffindor's boomed with laughter as I wiped the sweat off my head. "Next time, walk faster" he announced, glaring at me and pushing me over to Lee, Fred, George and Angelina.

After walking, and walking we finally reached our Dormitory. Red and gold curtains decorated the rooms, bed's covered in red with a new white mattress. I stepped into the room and gazed in amazement, the dark red carpet touching my feet. "This place is beautiful" I whispered, not knowing that people were listening. I've never had a proper room before, I used to sleep on the sofa because me and Sirius couldn't afford proper beds for ourselves. I heard a couple of sniggers come from the girls in the far east corner.

"It's only a room" they laughed. They don't know my story, my life or anything about me, how do they have the right to judge me already? I sighed in sorrow and depression, I'll never be like the normal girls. I'll always be the poor girl with the bad family, always. "Freak"

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