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Chapter 1 : The Weasleys
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Bill Weasley felt so small standing in line and awaiting his sorting – an event that would determine his entire future at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, that is, if he had a future there. He was so worried that he would do something to blow it. He was worried that he would get sorted into Slytherin where he’d be hated for being a Weasley. He was scared he would disappoint his parents or set a bad example for his many younger siblings.
After what seemed like an eternity, he was sorted into Gyffindor, and, relieved, he joined his house-mates.
Charlie Weasley felt as if he was going to throw up everything he had eaten for lunch. He was hardly three feet off the ground and could barely open his eyes he was so scared. Why had he taken Gavin Jarvis’s dare to fly without Madame Hooch around?
Upon hearing Gavin’s mocking laughter he made his broom rise higher, determined to show him that Charlie Weasley was in Gryffindor for a reason. He opened his eyes, half-expecting to fall to the ground, but after seeing birds fly so freely nearby, he realized something: He was free, just like them.
Percy Weasley was so frustrated. He had been away from home for only a few hours and had already embarrassed himself by falling into the Hogwarts lake (all that Oliver Wood’s fault!), and had tripped in front of everyone on his way to the Gryffindor table!
Gryffindor! Why did he have to be sorted into the same house as the rest of his family? He’d have to work so hard to not be compared to them! Why couldn’t he be a Ravenclaw?
At least he still had time to overcome his embarrassments and make a name for himself.
Fred Weasley looked at Professor Snape with pure hatred. How could this man separate him from his twin brother, his only friend, just because they had purposely caused an explosion for a laugh? It was injustice, pure and simple!
He walked nervously towards the boy he had been paired with for today’s lesson. He had made no effort to meet anyone new at Hogwarts, as George was the only friend he needed. This Lee Jordan boy couldn’t be near the fun that George was.
After Potions was over, Fred learned that there were fun people outside of his family.
George Weasley’s heart pounded as Alicia Spinnet walked over from where she was sitting with Lee Jordan. Why had Snape made Fred switch with the girl whom he had a crush on, who Fred would tease him about endlessly if he ever found out (which would no doubt happen)? The girl who he doubted would ever notice him, or might not like pranksters?
To his surprise, Alicia did like pranks, especially the ones he and Fred pulled, and she had noticed and liked him. Fred did tease him, but George would get payback for that, one way or another.
Ron Weasley felt so terrible. Gryffindor had almost lost ten points, and it was all his fault! If he hadn’t hurt Hermione Granger’s feelings, then she would have never been attacked by the troll, and they would have never gotten into trouble!
Of course, he also never would have become friends with Hermione, as ironic as that was, and Gryffindor wouldn’t have those five points. A friendship with the smart Hermione Granger was worth more than a few points, and they were now considered heroes to all of Hogwarts.
He had never before realized how two-sided a situation could be.
Ginny Weasley was scared to death. She had to tell Harry and Ron about the diary…about Tom Riddle, before anyone else got hurt. She thought Tom was her friend. Oh, how foolish she was! To trust a diary that wrote back to her! After all of her years living with her dad!
It was so nice to have a friend to talk to about anything, and not have the secret spilled. How nice to have someone who sympathized with and understood her, even if he was using her.
No, she couldn’t think like that. She had to stop Tom.
Author’s Notes: This was done for a challenge set by Linaewen in the forums to write a drabble for each of the Weasley children, with each drabble being exactly 100 words. I’m surprised I actually managed to do this with little trouble (I thought there was no way, plus I’ve never written a drabble). I hope everyone who’s read this enjoyed it, and that Linaewen is satisfied with it.
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