My first attempt at a Harry Potter fanfiction, so please do enjoy, and I'm sorry in advance incase you do not like :)

And yes, this is an OC fic, but before you leave, in the wise words of Abba "TAKE A CHANCE, TAKE A CHANCE, TAKE A CHANCE-CHANCE."

Ahem

Word Count:1408

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I only own Sophia.

Saving Fred Weasley

Chapter 1

Re-reading the Harry Potter books was a roller-coaster of emotions for one Sophia White.

First emotion to be accounted for: Happiness. Sophia did not know why, but for some reason just reading a chapter of one of the books sent a nostalgic feeling through her body that's origin was unknown, as she was always a "books are yucky" type child when she was younger. In fact, she hadn't properly picked up a book until she was about the age of thirteen, and this did not include all of the times when she would use a book as a make-shift weapon against her git-of-a-brother Tom. Sophia would even go as far as referring to him as Mr Riddle (his name being Tom and all, clearly she was the epitome of creativity) as he was quite the evil prat. Of course, she would never say this to his face, firstly, he probably wouldn't understand the reference, and secondly, once he did figure it out after days of pondering, he would most likely do something unspeakably horrible to her...

Like hide her Harry Potter merchandise.

And God only knows how much worse her life would be without being able to walk around in her Gryffindor bath robe pretending to be apart of such a wonderful world.

Which brings us round to emotion number two: wistfulness (although technically not an emotion, she could damn well pretend it was) Sophia would almost be sent into this dream-like-state after finishing a book, constantly questioning herself "Is this my life?", and when the answer was yes, (and it was always yes) she would sit in her room and contemplate life and it's tendency to suck in comparison to the fictional worlds, and she would only ever leave her room to go to school, eat, or shower. During this sort of time, her parents would often consider calling the doctor, thinking she had some undiscovered variation of depression, but her brother would often say she was only attention seeking, the git.

And then, came the last emotion of all: sadness. From when she had originally began reading the books, she thought that it was going to be filled to the brim with wizards, witches, unicorns and the like, you know, the sort of things that would make her happy, and feel her stomach with that warm fuzzy sensation she rather enjoyed the feeling of.

However, she couldn't be more wrong.

Never did she think she would develop such deep attachments to the characters, and then have them yanked away from her like a ball of yarn out of her little kitty paws. It was almost as if J.K Rowling was sitting there with her, laughing at her expense while exclaiming "Ha! Didn't see that coming, did ya?!" Sophia thought, nay, she knew J.K Rowling was aware of what pain she was causing her fans, and Sophia bet she was enjoying every damn minute of it. How could she do such a thing? Clearly J.K Rowling was not human, as the thought of Sophia just writing the upsetting part of the books would send her into an endless abyss of sadness, and yet, she was able to write seven of the books, and still not a emotional break-down followed...

And here came the worst part of the last book, if the whole Dobby thing wasn't bad enough, this moment in the book was ten times worst...

Fred's eyes stared without seeing. The ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his...

"God damn you J.K Rowling!" Sophia suddenly yelled, lobbing the book half way across her tiny bedroom, causing to book to bounce off the wall opposite her bed, and land of the floor with a dull thump.

"Shut up, and go to sleep already!" a barely audible yell, that simply oozed with annoyance and exhaustion, sounded from the other side of her bedroom. Glancing at her alarm clock that was perched on the small table next to her bed after hearing this yell, she realized that it was in fact half-past eleven, and she had school tomorrow.

Merlin.

Standing up to pick her book up from the floor, Sophia turned to face the wall and yelled back just as loud: "Oh you shut up! You don't understand my pain!"

"Pain my arse, be a normal teenager for once in your life, and go pin your hopes on some boy who's way out of your league and will never settle down with the likes of you!"

"You take that back right now Thomas White!"

"Make me, weirdo!"

"If you don't shut up right now I will shove my foot up so hard where the sun don't shine I will have to refer to you as sister dear."

When silence was her only response, Sophia briefly smiled in victory, before frowning once again as she reached to pick up the book. She hadn't meant to throw it so hard, luckily for her the book was hard cover. The thought of her actually damaging the book sent a guilty feeling coursing through her body, and she had the biggest temptation to say sorry to the inanimate object. Stroking her thumb gently over the cover, which adorned the cartoon art style of the Golden Trio in Bellatrix Lestrange's vault with the burning golden goblets, Sophia let out a long sigh that made her sound as if she had given up on life itself. She knew she couldn't be the only one who felt like this when she read a part about a character's death.

Of course, she knew about the community's who were quite literally obsessed with fictional characters and the books they come from, but it wasn't like that for her. She was not obsessed at all. It was something...different for her. It was almost as if she felt guilty for the characters that end up dead as a result of something she couldn't control, as she obviously wasn't apart of the books. This was an often occurrence for her, but she noticed it the most when she read the part of Fred's death, hence the reason why reading the books was a roller-coaster of emotions for her. Sophia remembered the first time she read that one sentence she cried for about an hour straight and refused to pick up her book. But, she had made it thus far, she had to soldier on to make it to the end. Strange how one simple sentence can change everything so drastically, it came so suddenly it was like a slap to the face for Sophia.

Fred Weasley was the last person she expected to die, no, Fred Weasley was the last person she wanted to die. From the start, the Weasley twins instantly intrigued her the first time they appeared in the books. As the books continued, they were featured more and more and as a result of this, Sophia's interest in them grew larger. It was almost as if they became like old friends that she only got to see when she opened the books, it was a strange fantasy/guilty pleasure she had pretending to be friends with the Weasley twins, so when Fred had died, it was like she had lost one of her oldest friends, and she had never lost a friend before, so she could hardly imagine what it was like to lose a real friend.

I mean her pet hamster toffee had died when she was five, but she had the aching suspicion losing a human friend was much more painful. Although, her five year old self would disagree as she refused to get a new hamster to replace toffee, and Sophia remembered vividly that she had wore the colour black for about a month, much to her mother's distaste, and the rest of her family's confusion.

She know it sounded ridiculous, but sometimes she thought about what it would be like for herself to be a character in the books. What would her purpose be? Would she fall in love? Would she die? Would she survive? So many questions that would run through her mind every hour upon every day...all these questions that could never be answered.

Sighing once again, Sophia finally took her brother's not very subtly given advice, and got into her not very comfortable bed, and fell into a restless slumber, one thought and one thought only on her mind...

Perhaps I could save you.

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Sorry it's short, but it's only chapter 1, please review even if it's some productive criticism, god only knows how much I could use that.

Cheers :)