I Fell For Your Laugh (Fred Weasley Story)

So here I was, my fourth year as a wizard, first at the school. I was giddy as I stepped by the barrier of Platforms 9 and 10. I knew how to get here because of my parents.
"Go on Lil, we'll miss you.I'm sorry we can't take you further, but just know we love you hun," my mom told me, giving me a hug.
"Find the Weasleys and you'll be good," my father added.
"Alright. Love you both," I said a second before I ran through the pillar.
I crashed into a boy with blonde hair and blue eyes.
"God, you filthy Mudbloods always running into me. Get away from me Granger," he snarled.
I stared at him, confused.
"I'm not this Granger your talking about. I'm Lily Feu. Sorry I had to run into you," I apologized.
Soon, Fred and George were next to me.
"Lily!" Fred said, wrapping me in a hug.
"Hey Fred," I responded with a smile, leaving the blonde boy with nothing to do, so he glared.
"Rose!" George called me happily, and wrapped me in a hug.
George called me by my middle name, so I could tell the boys apart.
"You hang out with Weasels?" The boy asked.
"No. I hang out with good people. Unlike your little Slytherin ass," I snarled back.
"Malfoy, leave her alone, you don't want to get beat up by a girl," Fred snapped at the blonde boy.
"Ha, as if she could even throw a punch," the Malfoy boy teased.
It was his fault that he was kicked and black eyed by a girl. He provoked me and he deserved it!
I laughed as I walked away with Fred and George towards the scarlet colored train.
"So? You miss us so much you had to come to England you little flower?" Fred asked.
I had gone to Beauxbatons before, and I had a French accent which was going to become a British one.
"Yes, I clearly came here for the Weasleys," I laughed.
George looked hurt as he stared at me.
"Well then, I see where we stand in your life," George said, his voice dripping with venomous sarcasm.
I playfully punched him and told the boys, "Ah, you know I love you both like family."
"And Percy hates you like a sister," Fred added.
I laughed at that comment, as we walked into a compartment.
"Lily, I'd like you to meet Lee!" George introduced me to another boy.
"Ah, I see, this is the girl Fred is so fond of!" Lee said, laughing, and Fred turned as scarlet as the train that was beginning to move.
"Ah, you know I'm just joking Freddie," Lee added with another laugh.
"Nice to meet you," I said, shaking the boys hand.
"So you are from France then," Lee said.
"Yup!" I nodded with a laugh.
"Well, let's go get some food Lee, want anything Rose?" George asked.
"Sure, here," I said, handing them some money.
"No, I won't take it," George said.
I glared, and told him with a serious (sirius) tone in my voice, "Take it George."
He sighed, not wanting to fight me and took the money from me and walked away leaving Fred and I in the compartment. Alone.
"So, Little Flower, how are you?" Fred asked.
"I'm good," I responded with a smile.
"George is going to feel guilty because he took your money," Fred confessed.
"Well, yeah. But I'm not going to take his money in response, but I'm going to make him take mine."
Fred smiled, "Always the obstinate girl."
I nodded with a laugh, smiling and then sighing.
"We'll be okay Lily, I know your past sucks.. But I'll help you," Fred told me, allowing me to rest my head on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry Fred. You've done so much for me. I've done so little for you." A silver tear fell down my cheek and Fred pulled me into a tight hug and allowed me to cry into his shoulder.
"It's okay Lil, we'll make it through to the end," he responded.
I cried harder, and I soon found myself, asleep, having a terrible flashback in my dream.
Dream/Flashback
I stood, aged seven, at my house in my room, dancing. I was in Muggle ballet, and I was actually kinda good at it. I soon heard a scream from downstairs, it was my sister, Alexandria's.
Fear ran through me, and I stood still in my room. My sister was eleven at the time, and she was in her first year at Beauxbatons. I stopped the fear from coursing through me and ran down into the kitchen where my sister lay, eyes wide open.
There was a dementor there, it's scaly hands hovering over her. It was sucking her soul out. I didn't know what to do, and I felt helpless and depressed. I forced myself to think of the one spell I had ever learned and took my sisters wand.
Where are mummy and daddy? I thought sadly and panicky.
Within moments, I was screaming the spell I knew, the happiest thought I had in me as I screamed, "Expecto Patronum!"
In moments, the dementor was gone, but my sister was dead. Somehow, the beast had killed her.
I woke up to Fred shaking me, screaming with worry filling his voice to wake up right now.
"Fred!" I cried, collapsing into his arms, shaking with sobs.
George and Lee stood next to my crying form that Fred held with care and love.
"I-I.. I.. Alex.." I sobbed into Fred's shirt.
Fred shushed me, stroking my hair as he said, "Did you see the dream again?"
I nodded sadly, tears still running down my heart-shaped face out of my hazel eyes.
"I wish I knew how to stop the dreams," Fred whispered into my ear, and continued to stroke my hair.
I sang softly under my breath in French, and Fred just hugged me. We stayed like this for five minutes, and George and Lee began to talk to each other to let Fred and I have peace.
"C'mon Lily," Fred pulled me up by my hand and took me into a private compartment.
"You need to talk to Dumbledore as soon as we get to school," Fred said in a worried voice.
"I-I can't Fred," I whispered.
"Yes, you can Liliana. You'll be able to. He's nice enough and he won't hurt you."
I sighed, then answered softly, "Fine. But I'm not going back into Lee and George's compartment."
"Then I'll stay with you."
Fred came over to my side of the compartment and wrapped his arm around me lovingly, and I leaned my head on his shoulder.
"Your like a little sister to me," he said then added, "And no dementors kiss can take you away from my heart."