Disclaimer: I own nothing but my character, plotline and a few other characters strewn out about the story. If I owned Harry Potter then Fred wouldn't have died, Remus and Tonks wouldn't have died, Sirius wouldn't have died and well...alot of other things wouldn't have happened. But of course, I don't own Harry Potter. Harry Potter belongs to J.K. ROWLING -- zee rather amazing author. However, I did use a number of pieces of dialogue in this chapter and I probably will steal a phrase or two during the story.

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Chapter One

"Returning To Hogwarts"

"Ryleigh Marie Lovette, you better wake up right now", I heard my father's voice say.

Ooh, full name. Not good.

I groaned and rolled over in my bed. I was going back to school today, Of course, I was tired after being up late packing. That was me, a procrastinator.

"Ryleigh!" my brother exclaimed, bouncing into the room. "It's ten o'clock! The train at Platform 9 ¾ leaves at eleven! Come on, come on, come on!"

I think I was this close to hexing Xavier into next week. He was going to Hogwarts for the first time this year and was super excited. I, however, would be entering my sixth year at the school and wasn't that ecstatic about it.

"I'm up", I muttered, rolling out of bed and walking towards my bathroom.

"That's my girl", Daddy said, grinning widely as he pulled my little brother out of the room.

After taking a quick shower, changing into a pair of jeans, a white baby tee and some bright blue converse, I was ready.

Ah, how I would miss dressing freely like I did in summer. Oh well. I still had weekends.

Me and Xavier side-apparated with Dad, seeing as mom well…wasn't around anymore. She died from a muggle disease when I was eight. It's alright though – we've got Daddy.

Saying my brother was nervous as soon as we stepped through the barrier was an understated. He started freaking out, clinging to my arm.

"Can I sit with you and your friends?" he begged.

I looked at him skeptically. Didn't most boys want to stay away from their older sisters? My brother's an odd one.

"Xavier, calm down", my dad told him. "The train is a great place to meet great friends!"

"Yeah!" I said, backing him up, "Let's not forget that's where I found my best friends. Fred and –".

I was cut off by being picked up from behind and spun around. I laughed.

"George!" I screamed, hugging him.

The redhead was grinning wildly at me, chuckling himself. I noticed that mischievous twinkle in his eye wasn't gone yet.

"Thanks for saying hi to me", his other half said, pouting as he appeared next to his brother. I laughed and hugged him too.

"I'm sorry, Fred, but you know George's my favourite", I replied, smirking.

"He's mine too", Fred said as he pretended to swoon and bat his eyelashes.

We all laughed together, and then I realized my little brother was still watching all of this.

Apparently, George noticed this too. "Hey, you!" he said, smiling at Xavier. My brother grinned and waved.

"Ah, Xav. Are you a firstie?" Fred asked in the tone he used whenever he had mischief on his mind.

"Yup, I hope I'm sorted into Gryffindor", he replied.

"Well, mate, if you're not, then we might just have to disown you", George told him.

My brother's face paled a bit.

I laughed. "He's joking, Xav. And since when are you guys part of the family?"

They both gasped.

"How could you say that?"

"Well, I never!"

I watched as they started to walk away, just waiting for them to turn around. When they did, we all grinned at eachother.

"Seems like our parents have reunited. 'Ought to see goodbye, don't you think?" Fred suggested and we all started in the direction of our parents.

I noticed that in the small crowd of redheads, my father stuck out quite plainly. Mr. Weasley was conversing with Dad while Mrs. Weasley was squeezing the living daylights out of Ron.

"Oh, Ryleigh!" she exclaimed once she saw me and released her son. He sent me a look of gratitude as he started talking to Harry.

Once I was released by their mother, she gave me and the twins a stern look.

"Now", she said, "I want no mischief this year! No meeting up with Peeves, no torturing the first years, and no mouthing off to Snape!"

I smiled at her innocently as her sons did also.

"Mum", George started, "You really think we'd do something like that?"

She gave him a look of exasperation. "Percy isn't there this year to tell me what you boys are up to…"

"Thank Merlin", Fred groaned.

Mrs. Weasley frowned once more. "Just…Try your hardest, you three".

"We'll try", I said, grinning before I was pulled away by my father.

"I know I don't have to give you another speech—".

"Dad, you never give me a speech. In fact, you encourage me".

He grinned sheepishly and hugged me tightly. "Keep an eye on your brother".

"Of course", I replied.

The train whistled, signaling that we had to get on.

After saying some last goodbyes, we ran onto the train and my brother found a couple of friends.

"That's a relief", I said as we were finally able to go find a compartment.

Right as the train started to move, we opened a compartment holding Lee, Alicia, Angelina and Katie.

"Ryleigh!" the girls exclaimed as they got up to hug me. Lee gave us a smile, feeling too manly to give hugs.

"Fred!" George screamed, opening his arms.

"George!"

They hugged eachother, saying how much they had missed one another, and how good their new hair looked.

"Oh, yes, well I suppose it's rather nice to see you both", Angelina sniffed.

I took a seat down in between Alicia and Katie.

"How was your summer?" I asked the girls.

"I spent the entire two months in Paris with my mum's side. Dad was rather peeved we didn't go down to Australia. He fancies the idea of living with kangaroos", Alicia said, laughing.

"I stayed home, helped out in my uncle's shop down in Diagon Alley", Katie told us.

"Quidditch", Angelina said simply.

"Typical", we all replied, laughing.

"Shutup", she responded, also laughing.

"Is it time?" Fred asked his brother.

"Oh, it's time", George answered.

"Finally!" Lee exclaimed, jumping up from his seat.

"Where are you three going?" Katie asked the trio.

"To terrorize the first-years; what do you think?" Fred asked in fake disgust as they left the compartment.

"Go easy on my brother!" I yelled after them.

Their reply was, "No promises!" and then laughter.

Yup, it was what they always did in the train rides. They wreaked havoc. Usually I would be helping them, but I was too busy catching up with the girls.

We didn't see the guys until it was time to file into the carriages. We had however heard a few screams from all the way down the train, but were too smart to go check it out.

"Run!" we heard Fred scream from behind us as we were beginning to get into a carriage.

"Go, go, go!" George hurried, pushing us into the carriage and relieved as it started to pull itself.

We all looked at them expectantly.

"What did you do?" I asked slowly.

They grinned mischievously. "You'll see at the feast".

"Oh Merlin", Alicia groaned. "I'm scared".

"You didn't do anything to my brother, right?"

"No!" George insisted.

"Just his friends", Fred shrugged.

"Oh, that's wonderful", Angelina sighed.

When we were back to the castle and in our usual seating since first year, I spotted my brother in the line for the Sorting.

"Ooh, this should be good", George said, rubbing his hands together.

"You gave him a right scare at the station!" I said, hitting him.

He frowned at me, rubbing the sore spot. "You're abusive, woman".

I scrunched up my nose. "You're so unlucky that we're allowed to use magic here".

He turned in hope of being saved to the rest of the table. They all looked away, whistling.

"I hate you all", he sighed.

I also noticed what the guys had done on the train. There were about five firsties in line with blue hair. We all burst out laughing at this.

"Bloody brilliant!" I choked out, wiping a tear from my eye.

"You guys never cease to amuse me", Katie laughed.

"Thankyou", the trio said, getting up and bowing.

We all looked up as the Sorting Hat began singing his song, eager to listen in on what he was saying this year.

Nothing important, I decided after a while.

I'm proud to say that my brother made it into Gryffindor and the twins slapped him on the back as he made his way to the table.

"Knew you'd get in!" George said.

"I never doubted you, mate", Fred added.

I rolled my eyes. They were horrible influences.

When the Sorting was over, I was glad and I waited for the usual 'tuck in' from Dumbledore. Once it was given, I started loading food onto my plate.

"Hungry, Ry?" Fred asked me, grinning crookedly. "You could give Ron a run for his money".

I glared playfully at him and continued to stuff my face. "I'm amazing", I told him.

He smiled. "Clearly".

When dinner was over, Dumbedore gave the usual precautions about the castle. "It is also my painful duty to inform you that the inter-house Quidditch Cup will not take place this year.

This erupted an out-roar from our part of the table.

"What?!" George exclaimed.

"You can't be serious!" Fred added.

"No Quidditch?!" I asked.

We all looked at Angelina, who looked like she had seen a ghost.

"Dumbledore's off his rocker", she said as if she was in a daze.

Dumbledore was starting to explain why the wonderful Quidditch Cup was cancelled, when he was interrupted.

There was a deafening rumble of thunder and the doors of the Great Hall banged open.

A man stood in the doorway, leaning upon a long staff, shrouded in a black travelling cloak. Every head in the Great Hall swiveled towards the stranger, suddenly brightly illuminated by a fork of lightning that flashed across the ceiling.

My breath got caught in my throat.

"Blimey", the twins whispered together, staring at the man's face.

It looked as if it had been carved by a blind man with one arm. Every inch of his skin seemed to be scarred. But his eyes were the most alarming part of his face.

One of them was small, dark and beady. The other was larger, round as a coin, and a vivid electric blue. The blue eyes was moving ceaselessly, without blinking and was rolling up, down and from side to side, quite independently. Sometimes it even rolled to the back of the man's head, so all you could see was white.

As the stranger walked towards Dumbledore, all eyes were still on him. He shook Dumbledore's hand and sat down in the empty seat at the head table.

"May I introduce our new Defence Against The Dark teacher", Dumbledore said brightly into the silence. "Professor Moody".

"Alastor Moody", Lee asked us, "The Auror?"

"Don't you mean ex-Auror?" Alicia responded.

"I'm sure you mean Mad Eye Moody", George insisted.

I was too busy staring at the man. He was so frightening, I was scared to have classes with him.

The headmaster cleared his throat again. "As I was saying, we are to have to honor of housing a very exciting event over the upcoming months, an event which has not been held for over a century. It is my very great pleasure to inform you that the Triwizard Tournament will be taking place at Hogwarts this year".

"You're JOKING!" Fred exclaimed loudly.

Everybody in the Hall laughed, including Dumbledore.

"I am not joking Mr. Weasley", Professor Dumbledore responded. "Though, now that you mention it, I did hear an excellent one over the summer about a troll, a hag and a leprechaun who all go into a bar –".

Professor McGonagall cleared her throat loudly.

"Er – maybe this is not the time", he said, "Where was I? Ah, yes, the Triwizard Tournament. Well, some of you will not know what this Tournament involves, so I do hope those who do know will forgive me for giving a short explanation".

I listened closely, although I did already know what the Tournament was. I wanted to hear more. I was glad to hear the Departments of International Magical Cooperation and Magical Games and Sports have decided the time is ripe for another attempt.

"The Heads of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will be arriving with their short-listed contenders in October and the selection of the three champions will take place at Halloween. An impartial judge will decide which students are most worthy to compete for the Triwizard Cup, the glory of their school, and a thousand Galleons personal prize money".

Fred and George's faces were lit with enthusiasm.

"I'm gonna go for it!" they both exclaimed, grinning widely.

I grinned. "Do it!"

However, the excited whispers and giggles were cut quickly by Dumbledore's next words.

"The Heads of the participating schools, along with the Ministry of Magic have agreed that an age restriction is to be imposed on contenders this year. Only students who are of age – that is to say, seventeen years or older will be allowed…"

But of course, he was not able to finish that sentence, because the Hall broke out in noise.

"Seventeen years?!" I heard Harry exclaim from down the table.

"That's rubbish! That's rubbish, you hear me?!" the twins were yelling.

"Quiet!" Dumbledore silenced us by magnifying his voice magically. His eyes were twinkling amused, however, in the direction of Fred and George. To say they were furious would be an understatement.

"I therefore beg you not to waste your time, parchment and ink submitting yourself if you are under seventeen", the headmaster said.

He added a few other things, but I was far too busy trying to calm down the blokes at my table to pay attention. He bid us goodnight, and they were still not over the shock yet.

"They can't do that! We're seventeen in April, why can't we have a shot?!" George demanded.

"They're not stopping me from entering", said Fred stubbornly, "The champions'll get to do all sorts of stuff you'd never be allowed to do normally. And a thousand Galleons prize money!"

"Alright, boys", Alicia said, sighing. "Back to the common room".

"But it's not fair", George whined.

Katie patted his arm, soothingly. "I know it's not fair, but it's the rules".

"I don't like the rules", Fred stated, pouting.

I linked arms with him and started tugging him towards the common room. "Well, perhaps I can help you and George try to convince the judge?"

At this, he brightened up and his bad mood was gone instantly. I let out a sigh of relief. I felt terrible for these boys' mother.

Once we were back to the common room, we were all laughing.

The twins and I thought it would be funny to shoot a jet of water at a few third year Hufflepuff girls. Needless to say that their highpitched screams made us bolt back to the Gryffindor common room, clutching our sides from laughing so hard.

We went up to our rooms after a half an hour or so, still tired from the train ride.

"Hey, Ry?" Fred said to me as I was heading up the girls' tower.

"Yeah, Fred?"

He grinned. "We're wreaking havoc this year".

I grinned back. "Oh yeah".


The next morning, I woke up to Angelina bouncing on my bed. I was about to murder the girl.

"Angelina, you are going to die", I mumbled into my pillow, not willing to get up.

"You have to get out of bed to kill me!" she sang happily.

"Oh, don't worry", I mumbled tiredly, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. "I'll get you".

"I'd like to see you – ".

I sprung out of my bed, making her fly off and tackled her to the ground.

We both started laughing as we tumbled and rolled around the room.

"Woah!" Alicia exclaimed as she opened the door to our room. She then laughed. "You guys are crazy".

We stopped tumbling eventually and just kept on laughing. It had taken me this much effort to get out of bed, might as well get off the floor.

"What time is it?" I asked, yawning.

"Six thirty", Katie replied, coming out of the bathroom.

I groaned. "You guys suck! Breakfast is at eight!"

"We know", Alicia said, grinning.

I groaned again and dragged myself into the bathroom. After I was showered and dressed in my robes, we all headed down to the Great Hall.

Not to our surprise, the guys were already there, laughing about something.

"Hey guys", I said, sitting down and stealing a piece of toast off George's plate.

"Really?" he asked me. "Is that necessary? There's more toast on the table".

I shrugged and grinned. "If there's more toast then why are you complaining?"

"Ooh", Lee said, "She's got you there".

"Shutup", George grumbled, grabbing himself four more pieces of toast.

"Hungry, much?" Angelina asked as she served herself to the eggs.

"Yes, very. Because my toast was stolen!"

"George, let it go!" I laughed as I piled sausage onto my plate.

He angrily slapped butter onto his toast, mumbling to himself.

"Off your rocker, you are", I muttered, smiling all the while. I loved to tease him – it was something we did.

"So, Ry – me and George were thinking about what we could do about this judge", Fred said to me while shoveling food into his mouth. "A petition?"

I cringed. "Talk to me when you're done chewing", I laughed.

He did as he was told and continued after swallowing, "We could – ".

"Schedules!" McGonagall announced, handing ours to each of us.

Alicia sighed. "Ew, Divination".

I laughed. "Why didn't you drop it?"

She looked sheepish. "I kinda forgot".

Fred and George clapped. "Brilliant of you", they both said.

Lee groaned. "I have it too".

"Alright! Who has what with the lovely me?" Katie asked, checking all of our schedules.

"Well, lovely, it looks as though we all have everything together except for when Lee and Leesh have a class with the old hag", Angelina replied.

Fred waved his hand wildly in the air. "I call Ryleigh for Potions! Maybe I'll get an Outstanding!"

"No way, mate, I get her!" George argrued.

"Clearly you are both delusional, because she's mine", Alicia scoffed.

I laughed. "I had no idea I was in such high demand this year", I said.

"Seeing as I called her first, I do believe that means I get her", Fred stated.

George grinned. "Wand It for her?"

Fred grinned also. "Absolutely".

"Count me in for Wanding It", Alicia added in.

"What on earth is Wanding It?" Angelina demanded.

Me and Katie laughed.

"Watch", Katie told her.

We watched as George pulled out his wand and gripped the bottom of it. Fred gripped it on top of him, then Alicia, and so on until Fred hit the top with his palm.

He laughed. "I got her anyway".

We all laughed at the way they fought for things.

"Whatever happened to Exploding Snap? That's how we decided things at my house", Lee told us.

We shrugged and continued to talk until my brother ran up to us.

"Ryleigh, Ryleigh!" he called.

I glanced at him. "Yeah, Xav. What's up?"

He grinned. "I need you and the twins' help".

I shot him a confused face. "With what?"

He took a deep breath, "Me and my friends want to enter in the Triwizard Tournament", Xavier spilled quickly.

I looked at him as if he was completely off his rocker. "You're eleven!"

"Duh", he scoffed. "That's why I need your help. How do I trick the judge?"

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not helping you".

He groaned. "Fine", he said and then turned to the twins. "Then I need your help".

"Ah, this child has taste!" George exclaimed.

Fred pretended to tear up. "I'm so proud! Well you see, what we have in mind is – ", he started but then I covered his mouth with my hand.

"Hush up, both of you! Xav, go back to your friends. You're not entering that contest", I told him sternly.

He let out a small grunt of frustration. "I'm owling Dad!" he threatened before running off.

I scoffed. "I'd like to see him owl – EW!" I screamed, pulling my hand back. "Fred, did you just lick me?!"

He shot me a devilish grin. "Maybe", he replied.

"That's gross, you little…!" I made to punch him, but he quickly jumped off of the bench and started running away.

"Catch me if you can, Ry!" He yelled back to me.

"Watch me!" I shouted, jumping up myself before looking at Alicia. "Bring my books to class, love you!"

I quickly bolted after Fred, not that far behind. I heard his cackle from a mile away. He couldn't get away; we have DADA together.

"Fredrick Nicolai Weasley!" I screamed after him.

He laughed. "Ryleigh Marie Lovette, you of all people should know that's not my full name!" he yelled back.

I pounced on him, making us both fall to the ground, me pinning him to the ground.

"Ask me if I care", I said.

He chuckled. "Do you care?"

"Nope!" I said, hitting him before getting up and straightening out my robes.

Fred laughed as he got up also, ruffling my hair. "I love you, Ry", he told me cheekily.

I sniffed. "Well I don't", I replied after fixing my hair and started to walk down the hall.

This time, he was the one running after me. "Awh, come on!" Fred said as he reached my side. "You know I love you".

I laughed and turned to him, stopping in my tracks. "Fred Weasley, if running down a couple corridors just to tackle you to the ground isn't love, I don't know what is", I told him.

He grinned and slung an arm around my shoulders as we made our way to Defence Against The Dark Arts.

"Lovette! Weasley!" Moody barked as we walked through the door. "I will not tolerate students being late! One more time and it's detention!"

I sighed. I forgot we had class with this man; he was terribly distracting.

"Yes, Professor", we both said as we took our seats; mine next to Alicia, Fred's next to George.

I turned around to glance at the twins and they both winked at me.

I smiled to myself, turning back to face the front.

And the madness begins.