It was a rainy day at Hogwarts and everyone was inside, everyone except for Fred and George Weasley. They were outside getting into any kind of mischief there is.

'If only Jillian was here to play with us' shouted out Fred.

'Well, she did take a big hit. Poor thing' replied George.

'Let's visit her' grinned Fred

The hospital wing was almost empty except for the far right corner of the ward where a girl with long, black hair lay on the hospital bed. She was about five foot six and had two electric blue streaks, one on either side of her fringe. She had extraordinary eyes, purple eyes.

'Fred, George, I missed you guys so much' said the purple eyed girl, beaming as she saw the twins. Her voice held a tiny hint of a French accent.

'We both missed our partner in crime, you need to get better fast' smiled Fred. Jillian took a sip of her medication and immediately spat it all over.

'URGH! What is that?' said Jillian.

'What do you think it was going to taste like? Candy? That is pumpkin juice' said the nurse 'now, drink it up'.

Jillian gave the twins a horrified look before she gulped down the horrid tasting pumpkin juice.

'I think I'm going to be sick' she said as she lay back down on the bed.

'Now Ms Michaels need to get some rest, out everyone' said the nurse, shooing the crowd out the ward leaving Fred and George behind.

'Jillian are you alright? How badly are you hurt?'

'I don't think anything is broken but I'm bruised all over' said Jillian

'Next time we play Quiditch, I won't leave your side' said Fred

'Yeah, and I'll make sure that Finch pays for this' edged George.

'No! Don't go causing trouble with anyone, what's done is done. Besides, accidents happen on the field' said Jillian.

'Accidents happen but that was not an accident, Finch clearly wanted you down' said Fred angrily.

'That just proves that he's scared of us. All I want to do now is get better so I can leave this rotten bed and get back on the field'

Fred and George looked at each other as if to say that they cannot win this argument.

'Now, what have my favorite twins been up to?' asked Jillian.

'We swapped Snape's quill with the ones we got from Hogsmeade the other week' George said with a grin.

'Yeah, it was hilarious, the look on Snape's face when the quill went spastic was a classic' said Fred. Jillian laughed, she had always felt light-hearted around the Weasley twins. They met in second year and were best friends since.

'You should really get some sleep, Jillian'. Fred and George gave Jillian a long hug and then started to make their way back to their dormitories.

It was near eleven at night and Jillian was lying in bed dozing, thinking about how nice it would be to get out of the hospital wing. She thought she heard ruffling noises but was too sleepy to look.

Jillian woke to the sound of students noisily in the corridor. She didn't feel as bad as she did the previous night. The pumpkin juice must have worked and worked well, the only thing hurting was her thighs and her head.

Jillian tried to stand up to open up the window. With the support from the bedside table she was able to look outside to see students running about and heading towards their destination. That quiditch match must have been really rough otherwise she would not have been in the hospital wing for a week. She could start feeling her legs and her back go wobbly.

'What are you doing, little missy'

Jillian turned around to see Fred and George had come with a bunch of papers.

'What is that?' she asked them

'This?' said Fred, pointing to the small pile of papers that he held, 'is all the homework that you, my dear, have missed out in classes

'And also the homework we have not done and need help on' said George almost immediately. Jillian laughed, sat back on the bed and took the bunch of papers.

'George! Fred! This is from two weeks ago! I've only been here for a week' said Jillian. Fred and George both looked at each other, fighting to find the words.

'Oops, how did that get there?' joked Fred; Jillian knew that the twins purposely placed it there so she could do it for them. Jillian couldn't help but to laugh.

'The nurse said in three more days, I would be able to get out of here'

'That's great, and then you can come to quiditch practice with us' said George

'Um, I'm not sure that I want to get on a broomstick so soon after the accident. Give me a few days' replied Jillian, truth was she was terrified of getting back on that broomstick. More importantly, she was terrified of those bludgers that got her last time.

'I'm sure the Woods will understand' said Fred

'Oh, how about we go to Hogsmeade?' suggested George

'That's a great idea' beamed Jillian, the day was looking better already.