Limerance - HP Various x (Y/N)

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥 𝟟 - ℙ𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤

(Y/n) woke up with a stretch, groggily walking over to the bathroom. She seriously missed having her father around as he would always wake her up on time. She didn't even know what hour it was! The girl brushed her teeth, and carried on with her daily necessities while the rest of the girls slept soundly. This may be a sign that she woke up quite early - but she couldn't sleep in again, she was too excited, and was not used to her new bed at all.

Wrapping it up, she quietly changed into her robes, and brushed her hair. She tried to move across the room silently as she didn't want to wake her roommates up - something told her she'd never hear the end of it from Pansy. By the time she was done, she moved out of the dormitories, carefully shutting the door behind her.

Perhaps Harry, and the rest are awake, she thought. She's been waiting to see them since yesterday - it almost felt lonely, being away from them. With hope that they've been wanting to see her as much as she did, her feet took her to where she thought they may be.

Entering the great hall, she found out that only a few students were seated around their house tables. The perfect time to spot the golden trio. The girl quickly looked around, and to her satisfaction, her friends were sitting among the Gryffindors.

(Y/n) sneaked up on them, deciding to greet them as soon as possible.

"Good morning guys," she yawned, placing her arms around Harry, and Hermione, making sure to pat Ron on the back afterwards. "I hope you're not mad at me for getting sorted into Slytherin." She smiled apologetically.

Ron replied, bewildered, "Why on earth would we be mad? Nonsense, that doesn't make a difference at all."

(Y/n) sighed with relief, "Oh that's wonderful then. Mind if I sit down for a bit?"

Hermione scooted over with a smile, "No, absolutely not."

As (Y/n) placed herself at the Gryffindors' table, Harry put a reassuring hand on her shoulder, "You'll always be welcomed here, y'know? There should be no doubts at all."

He was never that good at consoling. But why would that stop him from trying to bring comfort to the (h/c)-haired girl? Hermione chuckled, nodding along, "That's very true, Harry."

"Yeah, definitely," Ron agreed. "Before I forget, (Y/n), my bloody brothers bugged me all night. They said they wanted to meet you."

(Y/n) hummed, confused, "Percy?"

Ron shook his head, "No, Fred, and George."

"Oh there's more?"

Hermione laughed at her shock, "He has six siblings, (Y/n)."

"Six?" (Y/n) gaped.

"Yes, six. Now mind you, they're knuckleheads so don't go a- ow?" Ron winced, unable to finish his sentence due to his head getting smacked out of nowhere.

Quickly diverting her attention to the sudden intruders, (Y/n) found her jaw slacking once more.

Twins.

"We heard that, excuse you. We're not-" "Knuckleheads, you are."

And they finish each other's sentences, (Y/n) chuckled to herself, still in awe.

"Hold on, isn't this the little lady we wanted to be introduced to?" one twin pointed out with a smirk, moving closer to the girl. Ron rolled his eyes, "Take your chance now I guess."

The two ignored him, walking over to surround the Slytherin student.

"I'm Fred-" one begun. "-and I'm George." the other one ended. "Forge, and Gred Weasley at your service," they spoke in unison, doing a funny little bow.