'Maxine? All packed dear? No more signs of Dragon Pox, skin all cleared up?" Fred asked, mimicking Mrs. Weasley. Max rolled her eyes, though she did look quickly in the mirror. No signs of the Dragon Pox that had made her start Hogwarts a year later than usual. "Yes mother dearest" She said, reaching out to hug Fred, laughing when he jumped back. Voices from downstairs became louder as the Leaky Cauldron got buiser, but two particular voices stood out to Max, and she sighed. "Are Ron and Hermione argueing again?" Max asked Fred as she closed her trunk. Fred nodded. "You'd think they'd find something else to argue about rather than that ruddy cat".He shrugged. "Now let's get going, or mum will have our heads.". Max's cat Percy went willingly into his cage. It drove her brother mad when she named the cat after him, which is exactly why she did it. Max walked out to the minstry cars, something she thought was mainly becuase of Harry, depsite her father's protest that this was not the reason. She found herslef wedged between Fred and George. "That stupid badge prank earlier, that was you two?" Max rolled her eyes. Fred grinned. "I suppose he is a big head" She relented. "There's your common sense, for a second I'd though you'd lost it" George said, tousling my hair. I push my red hair out of my face with a sudden frown. "What if I'm not Gryffindor like all of you?" Max asked. Fred raised an eyebrow, thugh it was George who answered, "Even if your a bloody Slytherin, your still a Weasley.". Max nodded, fiddling wirt her seatbelt as they pulled up to platform 9/3 quartes. Hogwarts express here I come, Max though uneasliy, neglecting to mention that she rather like the idea of being...a Slytherin.
