You Cast A Spell On Me (Harry Potter Group Story)

Name:Victory Sparks
Age: 16
Year: Sixth
Personality: Funny, sarcastic, sly, temperamental, smart
Apperance: Shoulder length curly balck hair, blue/purple eyes, short, skinny
House: Slytherin
Loyalties: Unsure


Getting onto Platform Nine and Three Quarters wasn't the hard part. The hard part was keeping my eyes off George for long enough that I could actually get onto the Platform.
"C'mon, Vic," Samantha hissed. "Hurry up!"
I shook my head, and looked away from George. The ginger dream. Literally, in my dreams. Cause hedl never like me. Never had, never would...
"Vic!"
"Oops. Yeah. Sorry, Sam..." I grinned at her. My best friend. Even though she was in Gryffindor and I'm in Slytherin. But hey, I'd never been normal. Abnormal Victory, that's me. Even my name. Victory Sparks. What kind of a name is that?! Sometimes I wondered about my parents...
"Victory!"
"Oh, right! Sorry, Sam, just daydreaming..."
"As usual! Who about this time? Let me guess... Um... A Weasley? George Weasley, to be exact. Of course. Who else?"
I grinned at her. "Okay, okay, I'm moving! Just shut it in case someone hears you!"
And I marched through the barrier, Samantha following close behind.
"SAMMIE! VIC!"
"Ugh," I said, exasperated. "Monique." Samantha grimaced and nodded. We put on our brave faces, and turned to face the over-exited fourth year. I smiled blankly.
"How are you, Monique?" I asked. She smiled all the wider.
"Great! I'm great! Wonderful, actually! I'm brilliant! Fantastic! Couldn't be better! What about you? How are you?How was your summer? And how was yours, Sam?" Samantha grimaced. She hates being called Sam. "Mine was great, we went to France and then we went to our house, and my cousins came, and it was sooooo much fun, and..."
Samantha and I both blanked out, and let her drone on and on and on. You just couldn't stop her once she got started....
By the time Monique shut up and left with her equally annoying friends, the train was full. Samantha and I couldn't find an empty carriage anywhere. Almost all of them were full. Samantha couldn't sit with me and the Slytherins, and I couldn't sit with Samantha and the Gryffindors. So we had to find someone who would accept us both.
We passed carriage after full carriage, and finally came to a relatively empty one. Only two seats were occupied. And they were occupied by none other than Fred and George Weasley. Good Lord, I thought I was going to faint. We HAD to sit in there. We just HAD to...