The Different Weasley

By ✦sαммү✦

Elizabeth Weasley is not just an ordinary Weasley. Unlike her family, she was sorted to another house. Her family was very disappointed with her, but not as much as disappointed when she became his friend...

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May 31, 2021

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Chapter Two: The Hogwarts Express

Chapter 2
Elizabeth's P.O.V. "All you have to do is go through platforms 9 and 10," Mum told me and Ron. I looked at her confused. "What do you mean, all I have to do is go though platforms 9 and 10?" I asked her, but she just said, "Just go through platforms 9 and 10 and see what happens," I gulped before running fast, waiting to hit the wall, but that didn't happen. Instead, Platform 9 3/4 was in front of me. Mum smiled at me and I just waited for the train to come. After three long minutes, a scarlet train with the writing "Hogwarts Express" I hugged Mum, Dad, and Ginny before climbing up the train. "C'mon," said Ron, "Let's find a compartment!" I sighed. I did't really want to sit with Ron. "No, Ronald, you go sit by your self!" I said sharply, before turning around. "Ugh! Come on, Elizabeth!" yelled Ron angrily. I turned around again. "What did you just call me?" I asked. I hated being called Elizabeth, and only Rooster Percy calls me that. "I said, 'Ugh! Come on, Elizabeth!'" replied Ron with a smirk. I kicked his leg. "OW!" he yelled. "That's what you get," I said. I entered a random compartment with two boys and one girl. "HEY! You didn't ask for permission to sit with us!" barked the girl with a face like a pug. "And you didn't ask for permission to bark at me like a pug," I said. The girl aka Pug-Face gasped as the two boys in the compartment laughed. Fɪᴠᴇ Mɪɴᴜᴛᴇꜱ Lᴀᴛᴇʀ . . . "My name is Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. This is Blaise Zabini and this is . . . Pansy Parkinson," said the blonde guy. "Uh, I gotta go . . ." I said, before standing up. I didn't want to talk to a Malfoy, 'cause my parents will kill me. "What? Wh--" "Because, Malfoy, I am a Weasley," I said sharply. I opened the compartment door. "But you don't have any freckles!" said Malfoy amazed. "I don't care," I said coldly, after turning around to look at his cold, grey ice. "I am still a Weasley," "Well, okay then!" said Malfoy, coldly. "If I knew you were a Weasley, I wouldn't talk to you," I closed the compartment door behind me, and turned around to go to Fred and George.
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