Your Love Is My Drug

“It’s so good to see you two again! How were your summer girls?” Mrs. Weasley asked the minute Hermione and I arrived at the burrow.

“Our summer was good, thanks for letting us stay here the rest of the summer” Hermione
told her.

“No problem dears, now Hermione; could you go upstairs and wake the boys?” she asked softly.

“Harry already got here?” I wondered aloud, my interest spiking up a bit.

You could say I had a small crush on him.

“Yes, he got here the night before” she answered my question while running around the kitchen frantically.

“Now Sophie, you wouldn’t mind getting the twins up would you?” she asked.

“No of course not” I told her before going up the same stairs that Hermione had just recently gone up.

Not a lot of people knew about me, mostly because I was Hermione’s cousin that went to school in France.

Hermione’s father happened to be my father's brother.

The two siblings were never close, so it shocked Hermione’s parents when I sent to live with them after my parent s died in a car accident during my first year at Beuxbatons Academy of Magic.

Hermione was shocked herself to find out, especially since she thought she was the only witch in the family, it saddened her for a minute to know that I wouldn’t be attending magic school with her, but she understood that it helped me keep my customs with me.

“Boys, wake up” I sang as I entered the twin’s bedroom. I met the twins during my summer the year before and had grown a bond with them rather than Ron and Harry.

They groaned knowing they wouldn’t have more time to sleep in, “I’ll be waiting downstairs with your presents” I reminded them as I headed out their room.

I knew they loved my presents from France, so I’m guessing they would be up by the time I reached the kitchen.

“Any luck with the twins?” Hermione asked.

I nodded; “They’re up” I told her as I heard the stampede of the them running down the stairs.

“How do you do it?” Mr. Weasley questioned, slightly curious and slightly amused.

“Presents!” Fred called greedily as he embraced me in a bone crushing hug; thus answering his father's question.

I laughed handing him his present and then handing George’s his.

In return they handed me a bag that I quickly put in my messenger bag and hugged them, “I missed you guys” I told them.

They chuckled; “We missed you too, now come on. We have to leave soon” they ushered.

I looked over at Hermione who was with Harry and Ron.

“We’ll be waiting outside” George told his parents.

“So how are you and Mr. Potter?” they asked.

I shrugged my shoulders, “Does it really matter?” I asked them.

They shrugged their shoulders, “You’ve met our brother Charlie right?” they asked.

I nodded; “I was in Egypt with my school last summer” I reminded them.

They nodded; “Well he’s coming with us, and so is Bill” they noted.

“Anyone else?” I asked.

George shook his head as everyone else came outside, “Come on kids, we have to stay on time” Mr. Weasley reminded us as we started walking up the hill.

“Hey Sophie” Harry and Ron greeted me as I walked up to Hermione.

“Hey” I told them smiling,

“So you and my brothers?” Ron investigated curiously.

“Are up to no good” I smirked.

Ron laughed, “Hermione you should be more like Sophie, you would have more fun” he pointed out.

“If I did, I’d be kicked out of Hogwarts by now” Hermione muttered.

I smiled at them; “And that is why I don’t go to Hogwarts” I reminded her as I went back to the twins.

She was right about my record at school, I enjoyed getting in trouble. Not for attention, but just because I didn’t enjoy following rules.

I never had seen eye to eye with rules, I thought if you live life only once why have it controlled.

Life is to make mistakes, which you can’t make if you have rules all the time.