Darling • Fred Weasley x reader

Chapter six

I wake up feeling a lot better, and excited for fourth year to start. I trail behind Hermione and Ginny to the stairs, my trunk in my hand. I ended up putting an expansion charm on it along with a feather light charm so it wasn't too heavy.

While thinking, I run into something. My trunk swings open, spilling half of my clothes onto the ground. "Bloody hell. Sorry." Fred says, bending down to help me pick everything up.

"Oh no, It's not your fault. I wasn't looking." I reply.

"Ooo, what are these?" He smirks, holding up my red, lace underwear. My eyes widen immediately in embarrassment.

"Woah." George says from the bottom of the second set of stairs, raising his eyebrows at me with a grin.

"Give those back you git!" I demand, snatching them from his hands. I stuff them in the trunk, close it up, and frantically run down the stairs.

I walk over and stand next to Hermione, clearly mortified. I could feel that my cheeks were on fire. "Good morning! Everyone ready?" Molly asks all of us.

"Yep!" Ginny beams, racing out the door.

We all pile into Mr.Weasley's new muggle car, but of course he added a charm that made it larger so, we all fit comfortably.

Ginny and Mrs.Weasley sat in the passenger seat, Harry, Ron, and Hermione in the second row, and me in the third row sitting in between the twins. I was still embarrassed about what had happened before so, I didn't talk much on the way to platform 9 3/4.

I grabbed my trunk and ran through the brick wall to see the red, train labeled Hogwarts Express.

Mrs.Weasley was the last one to come through before we all board the coach. We all hang out of the windows waving our hands to Mr. And Mrs.Weasley.

"Thank you for having us!" I shout last second. I choose a seat next to Hermione, and in front of Harry. Ginny was sending me a jealous look while sitting next to Fred and George, causing Hermione and I to snicker.

When the cart of sweets came around, I bought a few chocolate frogs and a box of every flavour beans. "Ugh, Merlin! Dirt again." Ron shouts disgusted, chewing a bean.

"Candyfloss." Hermione says.

"Blueberry." Harry adds.

"Marshmallow." I say. We all laugh.

"You better go change into your robes,we will be there soon." Hermione mentions. I roll my eyes and stand up to go change.

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We eventually make it to the station in a little over nine hours. While stepping off of the train, I spot Hagrid leading the first years to the lake, and wave my hand toward him. He returns the gesture with a cheery smile.

Once in the great hall, we all sit down at the Gryffindor table. I glance to my right and see professor McGonagall walking in with a trail of terrified first years behind her. For the next ten minutes, the sorting hat was shouting houses.

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

"GRYFFINDOR!"

"RAVENCLAW!"

"SLYTHERIN!"

We all made a face when Slytherin was called, thinking of you-know-who. Eventually, everyone was sorted and our house ended up having twenty-four new first years.

Finally, the Great Feast began when platters of food started appearing on the table. It took less than ten seconds for Ron to start piling all kinds of food on his plate.

I sat on the end, closest to the front of the room, next to Ginny, and in front of Hermione. We all gaze at Ron, giggling until someone walks up to the table.

Draco Malfoy.

He was always a bit nicer to me than my friends because I'm a pureblood but still a douche at the best of times.

"Hello y/n." He greets me with a kind smile.

"Hello Draco." I say.

"How was your summer?" He asks.

"Good, spent it with my friends." I respond. I could tell that he was trying very hard not to say anything about them for some reason. Nothing ever stopped him in the previous years.

"You're look very pretty today." He mentions with a smirk.

"Thank you." I say skeptically. I now realize the whole Slytherin table was staring at us, along with the Gryffindors.

"That skirt suits you quite well." He says raising an eyebrow and I suppress a disgusted glare, preventing him from getting a rise out of me.

"Oh I'm glad. I wore it just for you." I say with a grin, in a confident tone. I turn to continue my conversation with Hermione and Ginny. He rolls his eyes and walks back to the Slytherin table, everyone was laughing.

"What was that about?" Harry asks.

"Just Draco being his charming self." I conclude sarcastically.