Hello there! We are back with a new, yet kinda old story. It is new to us, but older because it is adopted from our dear friend Ciscokat. Her's was a T version, tho, this one will be darker and go into more adult themes. This is a George Romance story, because who doesn't adore the twins? They are simply spectacular!

Though it would make all of our wishes and dreams come true to have written such an amazing masterpiece, that can only be given credit to our Queen, J.K. Rollings.

Here is the first chapter of our latest story! Yeah! Please let us know what you think, and enjoy! :)

At Number Four, Privet Drive, a 9 year old Harry Potter lived under the stairs. He was completely unaware of what happened when he was a baby, or the things that will happen in 2 years time. For now, 9 year old Harry Potter is just a miserable little boy, completely unaware of his importance and all that he would do.

But this isn't a story about that 9 year old boy with a scar. This is a story about an 11 year old girl, name Tria Silver, whose hair was so blonde it shone. Tria has just started her first year as a Hogwarts student. She is a proud Gryffindor, but is started to get aggravated at two of her fellow Gryffindors and their pranks. So that is where her story, shall begin.

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11 year old Fred and George Weasley rushed down the halls of Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. For those whom they passed, it was nothing more than a blur of black and red that rushed on by. Many simple assumed the Weasley's newest additions to Hogwarts were simply, once again, up to no good. The boys came to a skidding stop as they stopped in front of a portrait. Barely able to retain their excitement, they were jumping up and down.

"Periwinkle!" They both cried at the same time to the Fat Lady, and she looked at the two boys.

Grinning widely up at her, she noted their slightly burnt robes, dirt covered faces, and messy hair. "Yet another experiment, boys?" She laughed swinging open to reveal the warm and cozy Gryffindor common room.

Without responding they quickly ran in, and looked around. They dashed over to their friend, Lee Jordan, who was sitting by the fire with a pretty girl. "You would not believe what we just did!" They howled, dancing around the table.

The girl sitting with him looked up from the books they had been looking at. Her blue eyes twinkled mysteriously as she looked at the two boys, but Lee just looked at them sheepishly.

"Sorry Gents, I'm helping Tria study. Tell me about it later." He commented gesturing to the books that the two had spread completely across the table.

"Alright." Fred sighed, "Well, we are,"

"Going to change." George finished, and the two beaming red heads dashed upstairs to the boys dormitory. After a few moments, their pounding footsteps stopped. A door creaked and then they both shouted in shock. Their footsteps pounded back downstairs.

The twins reappeared with both of them completely drenched. George held up a bucket, that had still contained some retaining water. "Who did this?" Those who were in the common room simply burst into laughter. For once the boys themselves had been pranked.

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This quickly spread across all of the first years, and many upperclassman. All those who had been pranked by the Weasley twins throughout the year, as well as pretty much everyone else, found the boys water incident rather amusing. It had already a week, and even with lots of urging from everyone, no one had stepped up to admit just what they had achieved. Pranking the pranksters.

But, the downside was that Fred and George had been causing more and more trouble. They were getting more and more irritated, but they had fallen for a quite simple trick. A bucket on a door.

The two twins walked side by side down the hallway, whispering to each other, plotting their next stink bomb incident. It would be their third this week, but for them, this never got old. Their older brother, Charlie, jumped behind them bending over and throwing his arms around his younger brothers.

"Still taking your anger out on everyone else, I see." He laughed as the boys scowled at him.

"Anger?" George quickly asked with a smile.

"What anger?" Fred added easily recreating his twins expression.

"Still haven't found the out who it was?" Another boy, Charlie's age, in Hufflepuff robes, asked cheerfully as he joined them. Cyrus Silver smiled at the boys, who the boys simply glared at.

"We at least take pride in our masterpieces." Fred sighed shaking his head as his messy hair bounce around.

"But this person hides." George added.

Cyrus threw his head back in a short laugh. He had a habit of doing that. The girls all seemed to find it attractive but the twins never got the appeal. They did however find it amusing how many other boys tried to do it, and failed miserably. "Maybe it is not that they are hiding, rather you are not looking in the right place." Charlie nodded in agreement to his friend's comment.

Fred and George both slowly exchanged looks. "You know who it is."

"Maybe." Charlie replied his smile widening.

"Who!" The twins asked stopping and whipping to the much older and much taller boys.

The sixth years glanced at each other with wicked grins. They were enjoying this much more than they should have been. "Who is the first person that comes to mind, when you think of someone who wouldn't pull a prank?"

The twins blinked completely confused. "Tria." George slowly commented, going off of who he was talking to and earning a surprised glance from Fred. "It's Tria, isn't it?"

"Ding! Ding! Ding!" Cyrus laughed. "We have a winner. Aye, mate. It's my baby sister, Miss smarty pants. Didn't see that one coming, now did you?"

"Tria?" Fred asked completely confused. "But she's so held back, and quiet, and smart, and."

"You obviously don't know Tria Silver." Another Hufflepuff first year commented as he walked by, having overheard their conversation.

Both the twins turned to the passing boy and shouted, "What was that, Cedric?" Their young classmate didn't reply other than a simple wave.

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George and Fred crept down the staircase and peaked around the corner. In the common room, there was a young girl sitting down at one of the tables. The twins could only see her back, but they could see enough to tell who it was. They could see her medium length platinum blonde braids, that stood out a mile away, and her slightly too large robes. It was Tria Silver.

The two of them grinned at each other widely. George held up a small magical flare and Fred nodded. Together they crept closer and hide behind one of the couches, peaking around. Tria was reading her charms textbook, obviously confused.

The twins nodded to each other again. George pulled the string at the end of the flare and carefully rolled it under the young girl's chair. It stopped perfectly, directly under her seat. The twins looked at each other, smiled and waited for a few seconds.

The flare exploded with a burst of colorful magic that flew around the room. Tria screamed, and fell out of her chair as she jumped, taking her books down with her.

The two boys jumped up, laughing, and dashed over to her. George picked up the shocked girl and put her on the couch, while Fred grabbed her books. They both sat on either sides of her, looking quite intently.

"So." Fred started with a huge grin dragging out the o. "Were you the one," He started

"Behind the bucket?" George continued.

The young girl looked from George to Fred to George to Fred, and then at the burnt marks under her chair. "Did you blow a flare under my seat?"

"Maybe." The two boys laughed together.

"A flare?" Tria questioned, still in disbelief. "You put a flare under my seat?"

"Magical Flare." Fred corrected.

"Does no real damage." George added with a grin.

Tria gestured back to her seat. "No damage?"

"Maybe we should have chosen something else." George admitted realizing that the flare really wasn't the best idea.

Fred laughed adding, "Like a bucket," handing her back her school books. Tria just weakly smiled.

"You two never saw it coming." Tria giggled, fixing her robes, which had fallen off of one of her shoulders.

"Brilliant." George admitted. "Absolutely brilliant."

"We're Fred." Fred started.

"And George Weasley." George continued.

Tria looked at both of them confused, "I know who you are."

"Ah, but you didn't let us finish." Fred laughed.

George laughed as well, but then continued, "Will you Tria Silvers, care to join us in creating mischief?"

Tria looked at both of them and smiled. "Why not?"

And that's a wrap!

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