Best Friends with the Redheads

We all know George and Fred Weasleys story. Right? Maybe not. Meet Amber Chelsea, a witch in Fred and George's year. They become best friends, and along with Lee, cause mayhem at Hogwarts. Each adventure leads to another, strengthening their friendship and creating new bonds. And in the end... Who knew that one girl could change everything?


2. The train Part Two

I look up when I hear the door open. A boy with pale skin and dark hair walks in.

     "Mind if I sit with you?" He asks. He comes in and sits down, not waiting for an answer. 

     "I guess not" I say rolling my eyes. I let my eyes drop back to my note pad. I am working on a blue print for a stink bomb catapult. The boy looks over my shoulders.

     "What is that?" He asks. I shut my notebook and put it back into my pocket. 

     "It's nothing" I say annoyed, I don't want people ruining my master plans.

     "Are you a first year too?" He asks. 


     "Cool. So what House do you think you'll be sorted into?" He asks.

     "No clue," I say. "Probably Ravenclaw or Gryffindor, those are the houses my parents come from." 

     "Oh." He says. "I think I'll be in Slytherin." 

     My face twists. "I hope I'm not in Slytherin. I would rather be in Huffle Puff." I make a gagging motion. "And who are you exactly?" I ask. It's a little weird that He didnt tell me his name, or ask for mine.

     "My name is Jake Howston" He says. He glares at me. "And what's your problem with Slytherin anyway?" 

     "I don't know, they just arnt my favorite, and by the way, my name is Amber Chelsea." I glare back.


     We sit in silence. I stare out the window, not wanting to bring my note book out. I hear the door slide open again. 

     I look up and see a band of older Slytherins and first years. "Can we sit here?" An older one asks. 

     "Not if your a bunch of Slytherin fans" I glower. They glare at me.

     Jake gets up. "You know what? I think I'll go with you lot and leave grouchy here alone" the Slytherins Snicker and leave, closing the door loudly behind them. 

     "Stupid Slytherins" I mutter under my breath. I take my note book out once again and begin scribbling. 


"10 more minuets till we reach Hogwarts, please be in your robes and ready to go" A lady's voice echoes out of the speaker. I put my note book away and turn around to dig through my trunk. In some point of the train ride, it had magically found me. I pull out my uniform and go to the girls room to change. It is crowded with a bunch of other girls who have left changing till the last minuet. It takes me a while to get a stall and by the time I am changed, it is time to get off. I join the long line for the doors. Slowly I make my way out of the train and I am welcomed by cool air and a big man calling-

       " First Years over hear!" Or something that sounded like that.

     I join the big crowd of first years and we are directed to boats. I notice that all the other kids go in carriages, carriages with nothing pulling them.

     I look for a boat. Most are full because I got distracted. I finally spot one, it is filled by three boys.  Two red heads who look exactly alike and a boy with dark hair. 

     "Hi" I say as I jump in. 

     "Hi" they chorus. They turn back to one another and discuss the best way to let off a stink bomb. I notice the flame haired boys as the ones I saw in a compartment. 

     "I set one off in one room and another in a diffrent room and the one room stunk worse" Says one boy, the one with dark hair. I suppress a laugh from how he worded that.

     "It's probably because of the air flow " I say. "If you set one of by a window on a windy day where its blowing inside, then it will sprea and ethe stink will be more noticeable" I say. They all look at me funny. I blush. "Sorry" I say.

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