|Six Feet Under The Stars
Author: Dessa-fly PM
Violet Rosebloom always knew that attending Hogwarts and learning magic would be difficult, but she never guessed that two red headed twins would be able to make it a whole lot harder. Fred/OC, kind of random, hope you like it!Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Humor/Romance - Fred W. & OC - Chapters: 13 - Words: 29,353 - Reviews: 55 - Favs: 45 - Follows: 70 - Updated: 01-22-11 - Published: 12-31-08 - id: 4758749
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"Violet Rosebloom," called Professor McGonagall, and I walked forward. I don't really see the whole point of it, sitting in front of everyone in the school while some teacher puts an old (talking) hat on your head? I'm definitely sure there are easier ways to figure out what house we should all be in.
I sat on the stool, keeping my eyes down, thinking about all of the different options I was facing. Slytherin? Well, I like the color green, but I can't say that all of the supposed evil-ness really fits me. Plus snakes kind of creep me out.
Ravenclaw? Well, I always did get okay grades, but nothing that I'd really brag about.
Hufflepuff? Being nice all of the time seems harder than any of the others! I guess I could fit in there, with all of the other people who were 'left over'.
Gryffindor? Well now that's tough. I'm not really all that brave, but if my dweeb of an older brother could make it in there, then I guess you don't really have to be. Hmm, Gryffindor… Gryffindor… Gryffindor!
It took me a little while to realize that I hadn't actually been the one thinking that. "Oy! Rosebloom! The rest of us need to be sorted too!" called a familiarly annoying red haired boy while his twin and the other students laughed.
Well, I was in Gryffindor now, and a proper Hogwarts student, so as much as the stupid Weasley twins might annoy me, I would just have to suck it up and be a lady about it. I made my way to the Gryffindor table, trying to salvage whatever self-respect I still had. I sat down next to a purple haired girl who was grinning at me. "Hi," I said.
"Nice to meet you," she replied. "I'm Olivia Jones, but you can call me Livy, I'm a first year too."
I grinned, while at the same time feeling bad that I hadn't remembered that she had also been up there being sorted. "So, are you as totally freaked out as I am?" I asked, and she laughed.
"Oh, definitely!" she replied, and we both started laughing. Okay, so so far this whole thing wasn't going all too badly. Well, that's what I thought.
I glanced back up to the stool, and the people sitting on it being sorted. "Gryffindor!" the hat called out twice in a row, as the two red haired boys that, even though I'd only just met them, had already made my life so miserable in the brief span of time that we'd known each other, were now in the same house as me.