Chapter 1

"It's good to be back!" Fred and George exclaimed, creeping up behind Lily and taking place either side of her.

"Oh Merlin! George!" She squealed hugging George, "Fred!" She pulled Fred into a hug "I've missed you guys so much!"

"We missed you too Lil," Fred said. Lily smiled before hitting them both on the arm.

"Ow!" Fred half yelled

"What was that for?" George asked rubbing his arm.

"Why didn't you sit with me on the train? I was stuck with Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle!" Lily stated, clearly annoyed.

"Aren't you friends with Malfoy?" Fred asked with mock confusion.

"Well...yeah...only because of our families, but that's not the point. Do you know how annoying it is hearing them ramble on about pure-bloods the whole bloody ride?"

"Sorry," George and Fred said in unison.

"Do you guys like, practice this talking-in-perfect-timing-with-each-other thing or does it just happen?" She half joked.

"It just happens," They smiled. Lily rolled her eyes at her two best friends. They walked to the Great Hall together, telling each other the stories if their end-of-year holidays. Lily had been in France with her mother and father, while Fred and George were at the burrow with all the Weasleys' and Harry and Hermione.

To the eyes of everyone else, Lily and the twins really were polar opposites. Lily Scott was a beautiful, popular, rich, Slytherin girl, who everyone - including her parents - expected to marry Draco Malfoy. Also, she was kind of a slut. She had never actually had sex with anyone, but she'd getten pretty far with most of the guys in Hogwarts.

Fred and George Weasley were attractive, popular amongst all houses except Slytherin, poor, Gryffindor boys. Needless to say, neither of them were virgins. They didn't sleep around, and they only slept with whoever they happened to be dating at the time.

Despite all of this, the three couldn't see themselves more alike. They all shared a love of practical jokes; they didn't care for rules, or boyfriends or girlfriends or dates as long as they had each other. That was all they needed. They were inseparable. Wherever one was, the others weren't far away.

When they reached the Great Hall, they had to part ways. Lily took a seat with Draco at the Slytherin table, while Fred and George sat at the Gryffindor table with Lee and Angelina.

Although shed never admit it to anyone, sometimes not even herself, Lily was slightly jealous if Angelina. She was a Gryffindor, so she got to spend more time with Fred and George, and she didn't get judged for it. She was on the Gryffindor quiddich team. She'd known the twins way longer than Lily had, but most of all, she knew them better.

Lily always had this fear in the back of her mind that one day, the twins would just get sick of her Slytherin antics or all the hate they copped from the Gryffindors for being friends with her, that they'd just decide it was easier to stay away from her. She didn't want that. Without them, who could she talk to about the other annoying Slytherin girls? Who could she slip Nosebleed Nougats into peoples Valentines chocolate with? Not Malfoy. Not her other friends. She knew that there was no one else that she could be herself around and she just didn't wanna lose them.

George made faces at her from across the tables. Lily was trying her hardest to contain her laughter. Dumbledore was welcoming everyone back and hoping them a promising school year. Lily, George and Fred weren't really paying attention though. They were too busy trying to make one another laugh.

McGonagall introduced the new first years and all Lily could think was 'I swear, these first assemblies get longer and longer every year'. She didn't see the point of them really. Why couldn't the first years have their own assembly while the second years and up get settled back from the holidays? Why did they have to torture everyone else by doing a sorting ceremony? Who cares who gets put in which house? No one, that's who.

The Great Hall broke into chatter and cheers when Dumbledore announced that the feast could begin, and the four house tables filled with food.

Lily watched Fred shovel mash potato, chicken, steamed vegetables and steak into his plate. She couldn't help but giggle at his excitement at the sight of the endless plates of food. He looked up at her and grinned with a mouthful of potato and gravy. Her giggle broke into a laugh and Malfoy scoffed at her.

"What Draco?" She asked pointedly.

"You, fraternising with the Weasels," He said giving them a dirty look as they talked to their fellow Gryffindors.

"I'm not fraternising with them," Lily replied bitterly, "they're my friends,"

"I'm your friend. Slytherins are your friends. Not them,"

"You and me are friends by family Draco. Because our families expect it,"

"Our families, expect us to get married. We'd be the ultimate wizard family,"

"It's not going to happen," She finished and continued to eat. Great way to start the year.

She had Charms class first. Not many of her friends were in that class. That didn't mean there weren't people lining up to sit with her. She ended up sitting with Thayer, another Slytherin, because he offered to do her notes.

In Care of Magical Creatures class, she was too busy being interrogated by people about her holidays, Fred and George, even about Draco Malfoy, to pay attention in class. Honestly though, she wouldn't have listened to anything anyway. She hated Care of Magical Creatures. She didn't care for animals really.

Divination wasn't much better. A boring class with people who bribed her to sit with them although, she had Fred with her, so it was bearable.

Potions. Draco was in her class, along with Goyle. She sat with them and, somehow, managed to score Slytherin 20 points. It was probably just because Snape was bias towards Slytherins.

At the end of the day, Lily headed to the library where Thayer was writing out her notes.

"Lily!" a familiar voice called from behind her. She recognized it instantly. She smiled and turned around.

"George!" Lily exclaimed happily.

"Fred's around here somewhere," he said looking around, "we were looking for you,"

"And, why's that?" she replied, not that she really needed an answer.

"We were going to go up to the Astronomy Tower and set off some Filibuster Fireworks we got these past holidays,"

"How the hell'd you sneak them past your mum?"

"We put them in our robe pockets when she wasn't looking," They heard Fred say as he walked around the corner. Lily laughed and shook her head.

"She's bound to notice soon," George said.

"She always does," Fred added.

"So we're doing it tonight," George beamed excitedly.

"Are you coming?" Fred asked joyfully.

"We're going to get caught," Lily said, Fred and George shrugged, "We'll get detention," she added with a smile creeping onto her face as big as the twins' smiles, "let's go!"

They met up again at eight thirty that night and ran off in the direction of the Astronomy Tower. It was getting dark, meaning the fireworks would shine even brighter. Lily had mixed feelings of nervousness, anxiousness, anticipation and excitement. She knew they would get caught, but she didn't care about that. She loved the thrill of doing something she knows she shouldn't.

They reached the Astronomy Tower. The boys jumped over the missing step. Fred held out his hand to help Lily and George got the fireworks ready. They each got out their wands and pointed to a firework.

"Incendio!" they cried at different times and the fireworks lit up. They ducked just before they exploded into bursts of colour. Red, blue, green, yellow, purple and pink stars flew around the night sky, leaving small light trails behind them. The stars bounced off the walls of the Astronomy Tower and the three decided to leave before they were caught.

They'd barely gotten out of the Tower before they ran into Filch.