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THE RIDE TO HOGWARTS

Feedback is appreciated , and requests are open 💞 —my interpretation of how Y/N become friends with the ‘Pranksters’. (btw Amanita is an OC Of mine, I’ll introduce her later.)

GEORGE X READER (Y/N POV)

After tearfully hugging my mum and dad goodbye, knowing I wouldn’t see them for at least a couple of months, I stepped onto the train. Instantly I was able to pick up on the strong scent of dust, and something that reminded me of my grandmother. I tightened my grip on my suitcase, and braved the walkway. I searched desperately for a space to sit, and noticed immediately almost all of the seats were taken by people who seemed to already know each other.

Thankfully, a girl with long black braids, and dark skin waved her hand at me, beckoning me to come. Once I came to her, she smiled widely, showing me her pearly white teeth. “Hey! I couldn’t help but notice you look a bit lost. A first year, yeah?” She said, having to raise her voice to make sure I could hear her. She didn’t give me enough time to respond, and quickly piped up. “I’m Angelina, you can call me angel,” she quips, her voice friendly. Before she can continue I hear someone call out behind her, “She’s anything but that!”

Giggles ensued, and a knot tied in my stomach. “Sorry about them, you’ll get used to it.” She grabs my arm, not too harshly, but quick enough to make my eyes widen. She pulls me into the cart, and I’m able to get a good look at those inside.

Two identical looking boys, with carrot coloured hair and matching smirks. A boy, who looked my age, with black dreads, who seemed to be engaging in an argument with the girl across from him, who wore her long black braids in a ponytail. Their arguing didn’t seem too fierce, as occasionally the boy would pause and smile. I faced the girl who took me in, Angelina. Angel. Seems like her attitude mirrored her name.

I look at them all, still speechless a little. “Guys, this is.. sorry, what’s your name love?” I batt my lashes. “Uh, Y/N. nice to meet you all..” I say, my voice drifting off a bit, as I stared outside, avoiding their piercing stares.

None of them spoke, until the other girl with braids spoke. “It’s nice to meet you Y/N, I’m Amanita.” She stuck her hand out and shook mine. “That’s lee,” she continues, pointing at the boy she was arguing with, “and that’s Fred and George. Don’t ask me to tell you which is which.” She grins at her last words, and the boys smiles increase. “Wow Amanita, I can’t believe you don’t know our names.” One says. The other speaks quickly after, “it’s insulting.”

She rolls her eyes, and pats the spot next to her. I move quickly. After talking with Amanita, I realize she’s a first year herself, and so is Lee. They seem to have apparently just met, though already are close. George, Fred and Angelina are just 13, one year older than me, and already seen so grown. I wouldn’t say mature, as Fred and George are anything but that. They crack jokes whenever they can, and tell me all about their mischievous plans to start their ‘usual routine’ up again. I notice how Fred’s eyes trail off to Angelina everytime he tells a joke, looking for her smile. Angelina seems obvious, or at least tries to be.

Amanita sketches Lee, as he poses himself to look outside. Lee protests occasionally, but every once in a while, she rewards him by giving him food, or buying him something from the trolley.

And me? My muggle book— Narnia, sits politely in my lap, as my fingers skim the papers. Eventually, I hear a voice that calls my name out. George.

“So, where ya from?” He asks, tilting his head slightly. A smile sits politely on his lips, and it’s unlike the mischievous ones he wore earlier. I return his smile, and say, “London, you?”

I’ve always been used to the loud buzzing life that London offered for me. A twinkle seems to appear in his eyes. “Really? I’ve always wanted to live in the city. I live in the countryside. Incredibly tame compared to you.” He mutters, brushing his hair with his fingers, which seemed to be starting to grow out.

“I think the countryside seems nice. Calm. Cool even.” I say, imagining myself in the countryside. I can imagine myself wearing long flowery dresses.

“Well, maybe you should switch lives with me then, eh?” He quips. I smile. “You think I could pass for a Ginger?”

He laughs. His laugh makes me laugh, and soon enough everyone in the cart is looking at us, stopping their own conversations. Fred nudges George, and says, “I didn’t know first years could make you laugh this hard?” He teases.

Amanita- who requested I call her Amani, is grinning widely. Lee laughs, and for once, Amani doesn’t ream him out for moving, but joins him. Angelina looks at me and smiles widely. She whispers in my ear, “you have no idea what you just signed up for.” She grins, and I start to laugh. I’m glad she called me over.

We laughed all the way to hogwarts.

#Y/N #george weasley #Hogwarts #Harry Potter #New writer #new writers on tumblr #boost #Lee jordan #Harry potter OC #x reader #reader insert #angelina Johnson

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