You were Rosalind Potter, you were Harry's older sister of two years. Harry enter in first year and you enter in third year, you didn't got any friends sadly since you're not as know as your little brother even if your story is traumatising too.

Right now you entered the train to go in Hogwarts to finally be in third year, you didn't know anyone so you just walk with your satchel over your shoulder and enter a compartement where two ginger boys who seems to be your age sat.

"Excuse me..."

You called them as they look up at you.

"Can I come in?"

You asked softlyy, being polite as ever as you hold your satchel. The two ginger boys nodded.

"Yeah! Come!"

They both said at the same time, they seem to be Twins. You then enter and close the compartement, sitting on the opposite of them as you put your satchel down.

"I'm Fred Gideon Weasley."

The one on the right said.

"I'm George Fabian Weasley."

The one on the left said as they look at you with a smile.

"Rosalind Potter."

You said shyly, Fred and George look at eachother before George turned to you.

"Potter?"

George asked you and you nod and Fred smile.

"You know Harry Po-tter?"

George asked you again and you nod.

"Yeah.. he's my.. little brother."

You said with a little smile and Fred smirk.

"Wicked."

Fred said with his smirk.

"Do you mind if I stay with you, boys? I'm kinda alone.. I don't have any friends."

You asked them politely and shyly as they both look at eachother before looking at you and said.

"For sure!"

Fred and George said at the same time, they were happy to have a new friends, they knew you would like to listen to their pranks and to get to know you because you seem to be very kind.