The Weasley twins

They were the funniest, most playful jokesters in all of Gryffindor. The Weasley twins were two years above you, tall, red-haired boys. They were good boys, but they were often disliked for their tendency to disrupt classes.

You'd only just received your letter and arrived here. It had been a long walk, but as soon as you stepped inside, you were immediately confronted by these two idiots, who pounced on you. The three of you fell, but it didn't hurt. You landed on George, and Fred was lying on your chest. It was an interesting turn of events, but they apologized and then giggled about it. It made you smile. They led you through unfamiliar corridors to the table where the hat assigned you to Gryffindor.

George: Hooray! This girl will be with us!
Fred: It's a weird coincidence, but I like it.

They hugged you and immediately started dragging you to their office.

George: Hey, what's your name anyway?
Fred: Beauty, I hope you're not mad about what happened earlier?

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