Notice me? {Fred Weasley love story}
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Main Character:
Name: Ivy Madison
Age: 4th year at Pigfarts. (Just kidding Hogwarts!:L)
House: Slytherin
Wand: Cherry wood, 9 inches, dragon heart-string
Looks: Thick dark brown hair, green eyes, slim but curvy. Big glasses
Characteristics: Nice, but only on her good side, DO NOT WANT TO BE ON HER BAD SIDE. Has a huge grudge against muggle borns. Your kind of meant to either love her, or hate her. She's your main character.
Another year at Hogwarts.
I'm Ivy, in my 4th year at Hogwarts. I'm in the Slytherin house. But that doesn't mean I'm your stereotypically(sp?) 'evil' girl. The true meaning of the Slytherin house is need for power. Luckily for me, I have power. I'm one of the most popular girls in school. I have a chain of admirers following me round. Girls beg to be my friends. Boys drool, throw gifts at me, wanting to get with me. I only have 2 true friends. Carmen, who I've known since the start of Hogwarts. And Jonah. The best 'boy' friend a girl could ask for. We've been best friends for as long as I remember. He knows everything about me. I have enimies too.
That filthy mudblood Hermoine Granger. Strutting round, like she owns the place. Thinking she knows me, after only speaking to me once. Judging me because of my family. Both my parents are death-eaters. I completely disagree with this. Of course, little mis Granger knows everything about me. About my life, and about what I had to face, since I was a little girl. The scar is still on my right arm, where it always has been. From the crook of my elbow, to my wrist bone. An arched scar. Where the basilisk attacked my sister, I jumped in front of her in an attempt to save her. With a flick of its tail, and a flash of its teeth, my sister was gone. My best friend. The only person I was closer to than Jonah.
I still have nightmares. So many years later.
The Hogwarts Express drew to a stand-still. I grabbed my back, and hopped out my carriage. I glanced across the lake at the castle, I was so glad to be back.
I saw Fred and George Weasley, the red-headed twins, the tricksters of the school with order forms for their latest inventions. "Puking pastilles! Special offer!" I glanced and caught Fred's eye. He blushed, making his ears turn red. I quickly looked away, and caught up with Carmen and Jonah. I hugged them both, "I missed you so much!" I said. We had a huge gossiping session, what happened during the holidays, checking our time-tables. "Urgh, double potions first thing." Carmen moaned. "But herbology after!" chimed in Jonah. Herbology was his only subject he was good at. Suddenly there was a loud crash, which caused us to be shocked back into reality. A second year Hufflepuff, panting out of breath was in a crumpled mess on the floor at our feet.
"What?" I said in disgust.
"S-ss-ssorry, I just wanted to say, the Sorting is about to begin in the Great Hall"
and he scampered away. Pitiful creature.
We headed for the Great Hall and sat at our seats. After the sorting the feast began. A load shout of HOORAY! by Fred set off all the noisy chatter. He was so... bold. Fearless even? In a cute, I love attention kind of way.
Well what would you expect, he is a Weasley after all.
I'm Ivy, in my 4th year at Hogwarts. I'm in the Slytherin house. But that doesn't mean I'm your stereotypically(sp?) 'evil' girl. The true meaning of the Slytherin house is need for power. Luckily for me, I have power. I'm one of the most popular girls in school. I have a chain of admirers following me round. Girls beg to be my friends. Boys drool, throw gifts at me, wanting to get with me. I only have 2 true friends. Carmen, who I've known since the start of Hogwarts. And Jonah. The best 'boy' friend a girl could ask for. We've been best friends for as long as I remember. He knows everything about me. I have enimies too.
That filthy mudblood Hermoine Granger. Strutting round, like she owns the place. Thinking she knows me, after only speaking to me once. Judging me because of my family. Both my parents are death-eaters. I completely disagree with this. Of course, little mis Granger knows everything about me. About my life, and about what I had to face, since I was a little girl. The scar is still on my right arm, where it always has been. From the crook of my elbow, to my wrist bone. An arched scar. Where the basilisk attacked my sister, I jumped in front of her in an attempt to save her. With a flick of its tail, and a flash of its teeth, my sister was gone. My best friend. The only person I was closer to than Jonah.
I still have nightmares. So many years later.
The Hogwarts Express drew to a stand-still. I grabbed my back, and hopped out my carriage. I glanced across the lake at the castle, I was so glad to be back.
I saw Fred and George Weasley, the red-headed twins, the tricksters of the school with order forms for their latest inventions. "Puking pastilles! Special offer!" I glanced and caught Fred's eye. He blushed, making his ears turn red. I quickly looked away, and caught up with Carmen and Jonah. I hugged them both, "I missed you so much!" I said. We had a huge gossiping session, what happened during the holidays, checking our time-tables. "Urgh, double potions first thing." Carmen moaned. "But herbology after!" chimed in Jonah. Herbology was his only subject he was good at. Suddenly there was a loud crash, which caused us to be shocked back into reality. A second year Hufflepuff, panting out of breath was in a crumpled mess on the floor at our feet.
"What?" I said in disgust.
"S-ss-ssorry, I just wanted to say, the Sorting is about to begin in the Great Hall"
and he scampered away. Pitiful creature.
We headed for the Great Hall and sat at our seats. After the sorting the feast began. A load shout of HOORAY! by Fred set off all the noisy chatter. He was so... bold. Fearless even? In a cute, I love attention kind of way.
Well what would you expect, he is a Weasley after all.
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