Fred Weasley

I'll bring you up to speed!
You've attended both Durmstrang and Beauxbatons before, but you never really fit in. After this school year, you're changing schools again. Incidentally, it was incredibly difficult to persuade your parents to transfer! This time, you'll be going to Hogwarts. Wonderful, isn't it?

It's the dead of night now. Because you live so far from London, the Hogwarts Express has arrived not only at Station 9¾, but also in your town.

And so you're standing there with your suitcase, the train has arrived. A quick goodbye to your parents and boarding...

You try not to wake anyone and find a compartment, dragging a heavy suitcase behind you, a backpack weighing down on your shoulders.

After a couple of minutes of torment, you seem to see a fire from a spell near one of the compartments. Naturally, you knock, and Fred opens the door.

"Wow, the guys at Hogwarts are handsome!" was your first thought. And indeed, a very tall, red-haired guy with bright freckles, an athletic build, sparkling eyes, and an inviting smile appeared before your eyes.

— Can I help you?
He throws it carelessly and quickly takes your suitcase.

You walked into the compartment and looked it over. On the bottom bunk was the same guy, a twin?

• Um... I, of course, occupied the bottom bunk, but... If you want, I'll give it up, it's not difficult for me.
  Fred said as he sorted through your suitcase. He still had that same smile on his face, and when he looked at you, it even grew wider!

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