"Alice!" The twins run towards me.
"Fred, George! What are you doing here?" I smile while hugging them.
"Molly and I are new recruits of the order. We'll all live here until the end of the summer." Mr. Weasley explains.
"It's really good to see you Mr. And Mrs. Weasley." I chuckle.
"Call me Molly, dear." She hugs me.
"What are you doing here?" Ron asks as he hugs me.
"I've been to most of the meetings." I answer.
"Really? Dumbledore said we can't be in the meetings." Ginny says.
"Yeah, well, he didn't want me here either." I chuckle.
"Well, that's not very fair that you're in them and we're not, is it?" Ron exclaims.
"Molly, we should get in. The meeting is about to be finished already." I mark them to come into the kitchen.
"The ministry is trying to hide the truth!" Sirius yells.
"Why do they?" I ask.
"Because Cornelius is scared of it." Dumbledore replies.
"They don't trust you, Albus." Moony states.
"I'm perfectly aware of that." He responds.
"Why won't they trust you?" Tonks asks.
"Because Fudge is under the impression that Mr. Dumbledore wants to steal his job." Mr. Weasley speaks.
"Won't they try to reach Hogwarts then?" Molly asks.
"Perhaps. We need to look out for them. For now, call the kids for dinner. I'm afraid I have to leave." He appirates.
I get out of the room.
"Guys! Dinner!" I shout.
They come downstairs, and we sit down and eat.
George sits down on one side of me, and Fred the other.
"Would you rather eat a baby goat-" George begins.
"Or a matter baby?" Fred finishes the question off.
"A matter baby?" I'm confused.
"Yeah." George says.
"What's a matter baby?" I ask.
They both laugh. "Nothing sugar." Fred responds.
"What's the matter with you?" George snickers and I roll my eyes.
Everyone eats, well, at least everyone else does. I'm not really hungry for some reason.
"You've harshly touched your food?" Molly says.
"I'm not really hungry for meatloaf." I reply.
"Well, we have other things as well. We have steak, pasta, what are you hungry for?" She asks.
"Draco Malfoy..." Fred answers for me. I look up at him, full of rage.
"Shut up." I sternly say.
"Well, you are." George snickers.
I turn my head to look at him. "I said, shut up!" I slightly yell at him.
"Well, she is!" Fred yells.
"Do not shout at the table. Dear!" Molly calls Mr. Weasley.
"Listen to your mother." He tells Fred and George.
"She'd eat if we were having Malfoyloaf." George mumbles.
"That's it!" I punch both of their shoulders.
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Pity the living- slytherin boys
FanfictionAlice Jones is now starting her third year at Hogwarts, on their way to the school at some point Alice goes to where the Slytherins always sit so she could say hi to her best friend Theodore Nott when she gets into the compartment, she sees a few fa...
