A/N: Hey! So, I know some people will hate me for writing an OC into Harry Potter. And I'm sorry for that. But at the same time, I am absolutely dying to write this fanfiction, so I'm going to. It starts in Order of the Phoenix, just after the formation of the DA, and will go right up to Deathly Hallows, though there are a few planned time gaps. So, I really hope you like it, and please review!

All characters and settings and pretty much everything belong to J.K. Rowling, my heroine, except Viria (she is mine!) and the plotline, I guess. Thank you for reading.

Fred nudged his twin as they watched Filch the caretaker hammer another 'Educational decree' into the wall, wobbling on his ladder unsteadily. No music to be played during study hours.

"Great, another one. Soon enough we won't be doing anything at all" the pair moved away from the dozens of decrees and carried on walking, pushing through the other students gawking up at the wall that was now pretty much wallpapered with decrees.

"Right you are, Fred. Since that old hag got her claws into the place Hogwarts has become the dullest place on earth" George agreed. A grin lit his face, the mirror image of his twin's.

"We need to do something to liven things up a bit" he suggested, eyes gleaming maliciously. Fred sighed. Even his cheerfulness was beginning to suffer.

"We've done pretty much every trick in the book" he pointed out, "Though I suppose we could try a few out of the book...metaphorically speaking"

"Yeah, but like what?" George mused. Fred brightened a little. There was nothing he loved more than a bit of a challenge, and George had certainly given him something to think about.

"Have you seen the new decree?" Ginny appeared before them, her face screwed into a scowl that the twins knew to mean trouble, "Stupid old toad. We're all going to die of boredom"

"Maybe that's what she's planning" Fred suggested, dropping his voice to make it sound as sinister as possible. Ginny just about cracked a smile, but someone else laughed.

The twins looked in unison to the left of their sister, where a girl they had not seen before was standing. She had been the one that had laughed, and she had a hand over her mouth as if she thought she maybe shouldn't have laughed at all. She had black curly hair, silky and shimmering, and green eyes that danced. Ginny rolled her eyes at the girl.

"Trust me, you won't find their little jokes all that funny when you've heard them a billion times" she said before looking back to her brothers, "This is Viria"

Fred and George made exaggerated bows towards Viria, who laughed again. They exchanged a glance.

"And why have we not seen you before, Viria?" Fred asked, "We make it our business to know all of Ginny's friends"

Ginny glared at them, an annoyed flush spreading over her freckles, "It's not like she's male, Fred, you don't need to worry!"

Fred looked Viria up and down, "No. We can see that"

Viria's hand dropped from where it had hidden her laughter and her eyes stopped dancing. She tipped her head to one side inquiringly, but still said nothing.

"Why haven't we seen you before?" George pressed, obviously alarmed by his twin's sudden incoherence.

"I've just transferred here. From Beauxbatons" she explained. They understood now why she might have been self-conscious about speaking; her voice had the merest hint of a delicate French accent, and danced like her eyes.

"Why were you at Beauxbatons?" George asked with a polite smile in her direction. Fred still wasn't speaking, and George was sure he knew why. An idea to liven things up had just pinged in his brain.

"My mother is French, and my father is English. Papa wanted me to go to school here, and I wanted to also, but my mother was insistent. It has taken us four years to persuade her" her smile was stunning, "And now I am here, but I must confess, it isn't quite what I expected"

"I told you, it's just because that awful woman is teaching here. Hogwarts isn't normally like this, right?" Ginny looked to her older brothers for back up.

"She's right" Fred agreed, speaking for the first time in what felt like a long time, "It won't last. We just need to find a way to get rid of Umbridge – "

"Hem, hem"

"Oops" George mumbled, noticing that Ginny and Viria were staring at the source of that pathetic little cough, who was standing just behind them. They turned warily, and Umbridge smiled her sickening smile.

"Please, boys, do continue" she urged sweetly. Fred and George looked at each other. Fred shrugged.

"Not that much to say, really" he said carelessly.

"Yeah, it wasn't one of our best" George added chirpily. Umbridge's piggy eyes narrowed momentarily, then she nodded, little bow bouncing atop her head.

"Very well. I shall keep my ears open in the hope of hearing the rest of that delightful conversation" she beamed, and strode stoutly away, shoes tapping neatly on the floor. The twins turned back to Viria and Ginny. Ginny was scowling, but Viria's eyes were wide.

"I don't like her very much" she said at once.

"Is that the first time you've seen her?"

"Yes. I only got here yesterday, I have not had a lesson with her yet"

"Lucky you" George muttered.

"Stick with Gin-Gin" George advised, "She's a good person to have on your side"

"I won't be on your side if you keep calling me that" Ginny said sternly, arms folded, "Come on, Viria, I want you to meet Luna"

She linked Viria's arm and dragged her away. Viria smiled at the twins over her shoulder, and George turned to face Fred with a wicked grin.

"I've decided on what we can do" he declared. Fred was still looking at Viria and Ginny's retreating backs.

"Go on" he said, dragging his eyes away and grinning his twin grin, "What is it?"

"A bet. Between us. Because you so obviously like Viria" George taunted. Fred raised his eyebrows.

"I do not like her. But she is pretty"

"You only like her because she's got a French accent"

"I do find French accents rather sexy"

"I know. I remember what you were like with the girls from Beauxbatons before" George paused, "So, a bet. I bet you can't get that pretty little French girl to kiss you"

"By when?" Fred asked, instantly up for it.

"No time limit. I just want to see if you can do it"

"Fine. But if I have to try and get her to kiss me, you have to try and get Angelina to kiss you"

"Angelina?" George spluttered, "But you took her to the Yule Ball!"

"Be that as it may, it's you she likes" Fred shrugged, "But, of course, if you don't want to take part in the bet..."

"I'll do it" George agreed at once. Fred smirked.

"Though you might" he paused, "So, that Viria girl...how long do you think it'll take?"