You are a Slytherin, 4th year. And in the same year as the twins. And your a Metamorphmagus.
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I was walking down the corridors when I suddenly heard a scream. Ahhhhhhhhh!
I ran as quickly as I can and turned the corner from where the screaming was.
"Are you kidding me?" I say. I look at the Weasley twins, Fred and George. "Stop pranking the first years. Please." I say.
The twins are my best friends, and like not many Slytherins, I'm actually kind to people. I what Purebloods like to call me- a blood trader. Yes, I'm a Pureblood too just like the Weasley family.
I give little Timmy a hand up. "(Y/N)! You ruining the fun!" They say in unison.
"Well... too bad. You need to at least not prank the first years. Prank the older kids!" I demand.
"Too bad (L/N)." Fred says. We make eye contact. My hair turns purple. I think he knows what that means. I need to make an excuse.
"Um. Yeah. Whatever." I say and immediately look down. I chuckle a little bit.
"See ya later (Y/N)." George said whilst looking a both of us.
-TIME SKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY FRED'S ADORABLE FACE-
"(Y/N)!" I heard something from behind me.
"(Y/N)! Wait up for me!!" I look baack and I see Fred.
I turn around and BAM! He kissed me. "Fred! Why did you do that!" I say. I'm alittle happy about it. Since I like him.
"I know you like me! I can see it in your eyes. Like when we made eye contact with each other earlier. I saw a sparkle in your eyes. I like you too!" he said enthusiastically.
I kiss him once again. To be honest, I saw a sparkle in his eyes too when we made eye contact. My hair turned purple once again. He lets go of me.
"And its also cause your hair turns purple. I know you better than anyone (Y/N)." He smiles.
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harry potter imagines (complete)
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