On Sunday, I received a note saying that Professor Dumbledore wished to see me after Transfiguration the next day. Which was Monday. THE Monday. The Monday I'd always remember. I worried about the note, seeing as I hadn't done anything. Apart from threaten a student, destroy part of the Forest, erase students' memories and be a Death Eater. Nothing much. Honestly. I sighed as we left Transfiguration, and I saw Fred and George talking to McGonagall, making me worry more. Had they remembered? No, that was impossible, I'm 100% effective in my mind erasing. I gulped and ran to Dumbledore's office, saying the password quickly and entering his office without knocking. He just turned, looked at me, and nodded, indicating I could sit down.

'Nice beard.' I noted, looking at his long grey beard. It was quite a cool beard, even I had to admit that. Awesome. He chuckled slightly at my statement, and sat himself down opposite me, behind his fancy desk. Very fancy. I would've sworn it had gold on it.

'Thank you, Leia, now, down to business!' he smiled. I raised an eyebrow, wondering what he was going on about.

'What business?'

'Your Death Eater activities.' he said simply. I gasped. How the hell did the old codger know? 'You think I don't know about my students?' he said, answering my unspoken question. I nodded my head, impressed with the man sitting opposite me. That was pretty cool. I had respect for him, even I couldn't deny that. I mentally shook my head and zoomed back to the conversation.

'What about them?'

'I need to enlighten you. I understand you think Voldemort is a good person?' he asked, me nodding in reply, wondering where this was going. 'He is not a good person, he has killed many innocent people, hurt many more. He is not what you think he is. He is the darkest wizard of all time.' I gaped at him.

Bad guy? Voldemort?

'You must be mistaken.'

'How do you think Voldemort was weakened into hiding?'

'Harry Potter tried to kill him. He's a dark wizard, not Voldemort. Potter would've been killed otherwise.' I recited, remembering the story Father had told me after the incident. It had been seven months since Voldemort had given me my powers. Dumbledore shook his head sadly.

'Harry was the one to rid the world of Voldemort, which Voldemort knew, and tried to kill Harry, failing.' This was all starting to sink in. It made sense. I wished that Dumbledore had told me in bits, instead of just throwing it all on me, it would have been better to take in. Then it really hit me. Oh my Godric.

I'd been working for evil.

'I'm evil.' I whispered. Dumbledore shook his head, kindly.

'You are merely mistaken. You can make up for all you have done, though.' I looked at him, my vision becoming blurry with the coming tears. I didn't want to cry here, not in front of Dumbledore, I didn't want him to see how weak I was. Back then, I had believed that it was weak to cry, so I didn't. Apart from that time when Fred was holding me. I couldn't help it then. I could sense another breakdown coming, though.

'Anything.'

'You can join Severus. He is not a real Death Eater, he is a double agent, giving me information on them, but you can give me more information. You are much higher up than Severus.' I had tuned out a tiny bit at the word "Severus". He wasn't a real Death Eater? He was a spy? Crap. Why hadn't I noticed! I nodded my head to Dumbledore and he smiled.

'I'll do it. Of course I will,' I said firmly. Dumbledore's blue eyes twinkled, and I smiled weakly at them. They seemed so wrong for a man of over a hundred... 'But, sir. Sirius Black as never in league with Voldemort. I would have seen him around.' Dumbledore thought about this piece of information for a moment, before nodding slowly. It was probably hard to believe, there being so many witnesses and such, but I knew I was telling the truth.

'I see. So, who betrayed Lily and James Potter?' I thought for a moment, trying to remember a time when someone was there that I knew and shrugged.

'There was this twitchy sort of man, but I think he's gone now.' I said. Dumbledore nodded again.

'Very well. You may go.' he smiled. I stood up and walked out. Transfiguration had been our last lesson of the day, so I just had to get back to the Gryffindor common room. I was walking past the courtyard, trying to stop the tears that were still threatening to overflow, when I noticed someone grabbed my arm, pulling me back. I turned around and spotted the two people I did not want to see at that moment.

'Leia.' George grinned, Fred stood beside him, smirking.

'How do you know my name?' I snarled. They both held their hands up for a moment at my tone of voice, before putting them down and continuing.

'We asked McGonagall, duh!' Fred beamed.

'I like your name, it's pretty!' George smirked. I screamed at them, in frustration, putting my shield around them just in case. I wasn't sure if I'd get a normal scream or not, but I did. I was happy with the reaction I had earned, then I broke down in tears. Everything had caught up with me at one go, and they had triggered my defences to come crashing down. The twins' faces changed from smiles to shock as I turned away, hiding my face, still crying. I tried to run away, but I was pulled in by some strong arms, pulled against a toned chest. I sobbed against George's torso, and he patted my hair down, hugging me tightly.

Fred, what's going on? I-I don't like seeing her sad. It breaks my heart.

Shut up, George, you're talking nonsense. It upsets me too.

I know, but-

This isn't a conversation you want to have around a telepathic.

George tensed up, I felt it, still being held against his chest. This was probably freaking them both out, I couldn't even see Fred's face, but I sensed how shocked he was. George put his head on mine and sighed.

'What are you, Leia?' he whispered against my head. I sobbed again, louder this time. I didn't want him to have to know. Why should he and his twin have to carry this burden? Although, knowing me, I'd tell them. I couldn't hide forever, always taking memories. 'Leia? Please?' George whispered again, his voice more pleading this time. I couldn't stop myself.

'I'm a weapon, George.' I said quietly. Maybe he wouldn't hear. Or he would. He pulled my closer and put his mouth next to my ear, causing me to shiver slightly. We all know breath is cold, and ears are rather sensitive to coldness.

'For who?'

'I-Dumbledore-He-Voldemort.' I whispered. He hissed and I clutched his robes tight to make sure he didn't leave, and I don't think he made an effort to. 'Dumbledore's just told me the truth. Voldemort told me he was the good guy. I'm working for Dumbledore now.' I failed to mention Severus, as that really wasn't their business. George continued to hold me, and I heard Fred gasp. I was fed up of these two trying to get to know me, I knew they'd never stop until they did. So I gave up and told them.

'Have you killed anyone?' George asked tentatively, whispering still. I hesitated, before nodding. 'How many people?'

'Seven. Voldemort told me that they were going to kill my family. I believed him.' I said scornfully. I was still annoyed at myself for believing all the crap he fed to me, lapping it up like a little dog. Then, finally, Fred spoke up. I was beginning to believe he's disappeared.

'Do you have a mark?' I nodded.

'You two have seen it before.' I mumbled, referring to the memories I had taken. They both looked at me and raised their eyebrows, before talking together. I was amazed by how alike they looked at that moment, I had never seen them looking this similar. Fred usually wears a massive grin, whereas George's is more soft, and, most of the time, reassuring.

'No, we haven't-'

'I took your memory.' I said nervously, foreseeing the reaction. George stopped hugging me, leaving me feeling cold, stepped back and placed his hands on my shoulder like a child, raising an eyebrow. I looked at Fred and saw rage flood his face.

'Give them back!' he yelled. My eyes widened. They'd be scared of me if I gave them the memories back, but they'd hate me if I didn't. I was in quite a predicament. I explained this slowly to them and George smiled in the way I spoke of earlier. Reassurement.

'We won't be scared!'

'I threatened you!' I said desperately, looking for the reaction I wanted. I wanted him to say, 'Oh, alright, I don't want to remember, then.' I should have known he wouldn't do that and would become logical at THAT precise moment. Damn him.

'I'd rather you gave us back our memories, Leia.' he said, smiling the whole time. He seemed indifferent to the fact I had just told him. Huh. I sighed defeated.

'FINE!' I yelled, holding my hands up, holding one to each twins head. They looked at me in a confused fashion, before realisation hit them that I did this without a wand. I placed my mind into them, giving them their memories back one at a time. I pulled my hands away after a few minutes and watched for their reactions. George looked at me, his eyes wide, looking me up and down, before hugging me again. Then, I heard Fred's voice. It was so painful for me to hear, the way he said it with such finality.

'You know when I'm going to die.' he whispered.

'WHAT?' George yelped, looking between the both of us, gaping as I nodded.

'When?' Fred asked softly. My eyes widened. I didn't want to say, it'd make it more real.

'I'm not allowed to say, you could find a way to prevent it, it could mess up time.' I whispered. Fred sighed and nodded, understanding. George looked at me, sudden anger through his eyes.

'You could prevent my twin from dying, and you won't?'

'It's not that I don't want to, I'm not allowed! Whatever happens, if Fred doesn't die, it'll mess up the outcome!' I explained again. The anger in George's eyes left, leaving me relaxed again. He nodded and sighed. I cocked my head to the side, before realisation hit me. I could look into Fred's eyes, but not George's. I hadn't seen George's. What if it were the same as Fred's?

'Are we allowed to be your friend now, Leia?' George's voice asked, bringing me back to Earth in a second. I had a tendency to do that. Zone out. It was just easier than facing everything. I sighed, and George tried to make me meet his eyes, but I was refusing to let him. 'Leia, look into my eyes. I don't mind you knowing.' I gulped and looked into his eyes, whimpering slightly, but I exhaled in relief. He had another ninety years or so to go.

'I'm going to die a long time before him, huh?' Fred asked, crestfallen. I knew how he felt. I could feel it. He didn't want to leave his twin in this world, when he wouldn't be there. He wanted to be there to see George's wedding, to have his own, for them both to have kids. But, that'd never happen, now. I shook my head, trying to make him believe me. I didn't want Fred to have to worry about any of that yet. Or ever. 'Why aren't we stood in a bombsite then?'

'YOU did that to the Forest?' George asked, gaping. I knew he was mildly impressed though, which was not a good thing.

'Yeah, when she screams it goes boom.' Fred smirked. I was glad to be off of the topic of death, and nodded. 'Why didn't I die?' he asked curiously. He didn't know about any of my shielding powers, neither of them did.

'I shielded you, then you got even more protection by holding me close to you an hugging me.' I said shyly. I didn't know how it worked, but when people were hugging me, I felt the instinct to protect them burn brightly inside of me, causing my shield to expand and grow more powerful. George looked at his twin, and I couldn't quite place the expression, nor could I determine it from his sense. Fred shrugged at George, but suddenly he had turned to me.

'I can feel you nudging at my feelings.' he noted. My eyes widened after being caught. How did he know it was me? I didn't even know that the person I was trying to figure out felt a tiny nudge. Well, George had made me aware at that moment. I smiled slyly and he narrowed his eyes, in a jokingly manner.

'Well, I wasn't sure how you were feeling, and I wanted to know.' He rolled his eyes at me, and I placed my hands on my hips, daring him to argue. He changed his mind, and the subject.

'So, can we be friends?' he smiled. I sighed and weighed the pros and cons of having a friendship with these two. Cons:

Voldemort might kill them. I could protect them, being more powerful than him.

They may get hurt. I wouldn't let anything hurt them.

I shouldn't be getting close to anyone. Two people, only two, let it be! They won't leave you alone until you do!

The pros were endless, it was unanimous.

I sighed and nodded my head at them both. The twins exchanged looks of glee, before turning back to me.

'Cool, we're friends with-' George grinned.

'An awesome-' Fred looked to his twin to continue.

'Super hot-' George said, grinning wolfishly.

'Super heroine!' they both finished together.

I scoffed at two of those statements, blushing slightly at the other.

'One, awesome, maybe. Two, heroine? I've been a heroine for about half an hour now, super villain would be more fitting. Three, super hot? As if.' The twins rolled their eyes and opened their mouths to answer, but I interrupted them. 'Two rules. One, no getting involved with my Death Eater activities. Two, you are not allowed to tell anyone about any of this. Apart from the friends bit. Knock yourselves out with that fact, it might persuade people that I'm not a loner. Which I am.' I said, thinking about peoples' reactions to me being friends with Fred and George. Surprised. They nodded to my rules, and looked at each other, before looking back at me.

'One rule for us. No reading our minds. They're private.' they said together. I chuckled and nodded. I loved it when they spoke together, it was pretty cool.

'I can do that!' I smiled happily. I now had two friends. The last friend I had had was Mary, who I wasn't allowed to see anymore after the change. So, you could tell I was thrilled to finally have friends. It felt brilliant.

'You look a lot prettier when you smile, instead of trying to kill us!' George smiled, only half-joking, blushing slightly when Fred and I laughed. We knew he didn't mean it in that way, but we had to tease him about it.

'Don't go getting a crush on our resident Death Eater!' Fred laughed, causing George and I to scoff, before I put on a serious face.

'Yeah, you really don't want that, George, Voldemort'd kill you.' I said seriously. George just rolled his eyes and laughed. I had to refrain from reading his mind to see what he was thinking about, it was bugging me, not being able to know what was going an all the time.

'You wish, Leia,' he grinned. 'Everyone wants a bit of George Weasley!' I stared at him, being careful not to do that look, and blinked.

'You?' I asked, beginning to smile when he nodded. 'Are you sure you don't mean Fred? He IS the better twin!' I smirked, feeling happy when Fred laughed. George pulled his hand to his heart and gave a mock cry.

'Alas, Leia, you hurt me so!' he said, losing any seriousness he put on, as he was shaking with laughter. Then we all burst out laughing. The moment passed, and we were still trying to stop laughing, when George looked suddenly serious. I cocked my head to the side.

'What is it , George?' He took a deep breath in, before starting.

'You know that whenever you need to cry, or laugh, or just talk, we'll be here for you, right?' he asked me, looking to Fred for clarification.

'Yeah, we'll always be here for you.' he smiled. I nodded, whilst being well aware that Fred wouldn't be. He'd be gone in four and a half years. Gone. Forever. I'd lose my new friend, and I didn't want that. As when Fred died, George would go as well. He'd be an old shadow of himself, he wouldn't be able to take the pain.

'So, now what-'

'Where are you from? That accent isn't British.' Fred interrupted. I glared at him, and he grinned sheepishly.

'Norway. Anything else?' I saw them both look to each other, probably thinking about why I was here, I'd tell them that one day.

'Right, now I think-' Fred started.

'We both want to know-' George continued.

'What you can do!' they both finished, me clapping my hands at them, before nodding.

'Of course. Now, Fred, hold on!' I grinned evilly, thrusting my hand forward. Fred opened his mouth to protest, but I had lifted him off of the ground and into the air, despite him yelling at me to put him down. George looked at me worriedly, before seeing my face, which was full of concentration, and he grinned. He knew I wasn't going to hurt Fred. I would never. Which made the next thing I did even funnier. I placed Fred on George's back, in a piggyback position, laughing at George's surprised face, Fred holding onto him, as I lifted George up.

'LEIA! PUT US DOWN!' Fred shouted. I tutted and shook my head, but my face went slack as Fred fell off of George and careered down to the floor, me catching him in the air with my power. I held the one hand towards George, still holding him up, and the other on Fred lifting him beside his brother. They both looked at me and gulped.

'I'm not gonna hurt you, guys!' I smiled. They nodded hesitatingly. I hovered myself up to their height in the air and laughed at their faces again. 'I can do a lot, you see? I can do more than you think.' I knew I sounded scary, as their faces were unsure what to show. I could sense their worry, though. I closed my eyes and nudged deliberately at their emotions, making them happier and more care-free at that moment. They grinned, before frowning again.

'Stop controlling our emotions! Let. Us. Down!' George said, gritting his teeth in frustration. I knew I was annoying them, they knew I knew, and it was fun. I shook my head and smirked.

'What, don't you want to see my other powers?' I asked sweetly, putting on an innocent face. They looked at each other and shook their heads. 'Too bad, I want to show you!' I grinned evilly, placing myself on the ground, and lowering them down carefully. They exhaled in relief as they hit the ground, before running at me, trying to pin me down. I held my hands up and willed them to turn around, which they did, before turning back to me.

'HEY!' they both yelled. I laughed happily at them, and they scowled, turning back and starting to walk back to the castle. My eyes widened and I smirked. They didn't realise that I could outrun them any day. They walked faster, and I tutted, before flying after them, my black mist following them, stopping in front of them and going back to my whole self. They gaped at me and I frowned.

'I'm sorry, guys, I got too carried away.' I said, feeling suddenly ashamed. They both shook their heads.

'No worries. You can fly?' I raised an eyebrow.

'Well, yeah, can't everyone?' I asked, cocking my head to the side. They shook their heads and blinked. I opened my mouth to speak, before closing it again.

'Only really powerful Witches and Wizards can.' Fred explained. My eyes widened.

'What else can only really powerful Witches and Wizards do?' I asked curiously.

'Patronus charm, Animagus and more, can you do any of those?' George asked, looking impressed. I nodded.

'I-I had to learn to do a Patronus after Voldemort had Dementors under his control. They usually went for me.' I whispered. They cocked their heads to the side. 'It's a dragon.' I said, thinking about my Patronus. They gaped at me. I smirked and laughed. 'I'm also an Animagus. Voldemort taught me a lot of things, he wished for me to be as safe as I could be.' I nodded. We stayed in silence for a minute after that.

'What's your Animagus?' Fred asked finally.

'Snake.' I said immediately. The twins laughed.

'Fitting!' they both grinned. I nodded and stepped in the middle of them, linking my arms with theirs.

'Can we go back to the common room? It's after cur-'

'Where are you, naughty children?' we heard Filch rasp. I looked at them, my eyes wide. They looked at me worriedly, before Fred stepped forward. I pulled him back and shook my head, stepping forward and shushing them. I walked up to Filch and pointed my hand at him, making him walk back to his office, which he did. I smirked after him and looked back to the twins who were walking forward.

'Mind control, remember?' I grinned, linking their arms again and pulling them forward. They came easily and we snuck back to the common room, Fred going in first, George about to go in, when I jumped on his back.

'Leia, what're you doing?' he asked, an amused smile on his face. I grinned happily, the Fat Lady getting annoyed.

'I want a piggyback, so, go, piggy, go!' I laughed, George walking through the Portrait Hole. The common room was silent when we came in, Fred stood by our side. Everyone was staring at us, and I quickly jumped off of George's back, standing beside them both. Brilliant. This was going to forward the rumours. At least Fred would be kept out of it, as I had jumped on George's back, not his. George leant down slightly so he could whisper in my ear.

'Why are they all staring at us?' I felt my anger rile up at this.

'They don't think I'm good enough to hang out with you two. I can feel it in their senses.' I hissed, not mad with George but with the others. He nodded and stood up straight again, looking to Fred with a mischievous grin.

'Fred, now!' he yelled, Fred pulling out his wand and pointing at the ceiling above another ginger's head. Suddenly a massive lump of green goo fell onto his head and he stood up, along with Potter and another girl. The girl looked at Fred and George and pulled her wand out, sending a curse at them. I held my hand out subtly to shield them. The girls face when the curse just bounced off of them. I stepped forward, pushing the twins behind me, facing the girl. She took an involuntary step back and her face was shocked. She obviously didn't think that I would do that.

'Why did you do that?' I asked. Her eyes widened, before narrowing again.

'They pranked Ron! Now, why did you do that?' she retorted. I rolled my eyes.

'Little girl, why would I not do that? I wish to protect my friends, so forgive me if I do.' I said sarcastically, making the common room laugh a little bit, making her flush bright red.

'Little girl! I'm in my third year, thank you very much!'

'I'm in fifth, so, to me, you are a little girl, and act like one too.' I said. Her mouth dropped and she pointed her wand at me. I didn't even bother to take mine out, instead placing a sly grin on my face. 'Do your worst. I dare you.' She shot a tickling charm at me, and I shielded it. I sighed. 'I thought you could do better. Seems not...' I drawled, turning back, before some sort of spell hit me. I winced as I felt myself freeze. Immobulus.

'That's the best I can do!' I heard her say in a superior voice. I laughed and turned around, much to the common room's amazement. I was just glad there were hardly any people in there. I was made by Voldemort, of course I could throw off spells like that.

'Well, little girl, I'm afraid that's just not good enough...' I tutted, grinning slyly still. 'Now, how about you just go back to your friends Potter and the one they pranked.' I said, smiling still. She opened her mouth to argue, but I felt George's hand placed on my shoulder.

'Hermione, leave it. If I were you I'd go see Ron and Harry.' George said firmly, pulling me back. Hermione nodded and walked back to them. Fred turned me around and they both glared at me.

'May I ask how you know her, and why you pranked that boy?' I asked, not bothering to ask why they were glaring at me.

'That boy is our little brother, and that is one of his best friends.' My eyes widened in understanding, but then I looked at them again, curiously, feeling their anger.

'Stop nudging us!' George exclaimed, causing me to step back, my shock replaced with anger, as I held my hands up. 'Oi, no attacking us!' he growled. I shook my head.

'No, I thought this could work, I was wrong, I have to take your memory.' I said emotionlessly. Their eyes widened and they shook their heads.

'It can work, just stop getting into fights!' Fred said, fidgeting with his hands.

'She shot a curse at you! I did nothing but protect you both.' I said angrily, fighting to keep my voice down. I protected them, and they were mad at me? How was that fair?

'We can protect ourselves, Leia.' George said firmly, frowning still. I shot a glare at him, not fighting the instinct to make him cower, feeling happy when he did.

'Well, I wanted to protect my friends. Sue me.' I snarled. They both shook their heads, but George spoke.

'Leia? How many friends have you had?' he asked curiously, not exactly changing the subject.

'One, before you guys. Last time I saw her was the day I got given my powers.' I said, keeping my voice down. Realisation flooded their faces and they looked at me sympathetically. They knew I didn't know how to be a friend. I had never known.

'Well, look, you don't have to protect us. Especially from Hermione. She won't hurt us, she knows that Ron'll kill her.' Fred explained, smiling. I shrugged, shaking my head a little bit.

'I could feel her anger. She was very angry, angry enough to hurt you both.' I told them. Their eyes widened, before exchanging a look of worry.

'She's a pretty smart Witch. Look, just don't worry, we won't die.' George said, grinning at me. I nodded and yawned, before being quickly chucked over Fred's shoulders. I pounded his back and yelped.

'Let me go!'

'No, you need to go to bed now!' Fred grinned evilly, taunting me. I raised my hands, but George grabbed them and beamed, whispering in my ear.

'No mind control now, Leia...' I shrieked in frustration.

'I can still scream.'

'Ah, but you wouldn't. You'd kill us.' George said wisely. I humphed in defeat and was carried to the girl's dorms staircase.

What are they DOING with her?

Fred placed me down, and I looked for the person who had thought that. I found my target and cocked my head to the side. Potter. I looked at the twins for a moment, before dashing away from them, leaving them no time to grab me. I walked up to Potter and smirked.

'They were carrying me to my dorm. Nothing out of the ordinary!' I said cheerfully, deciding on the spot what to do. I looked into his eyes. I was surprised, very surprised. I backed away slowly, before he could respond and bumped into Fred. I felt my knees give way, and fell to the ground, knees first, before falling forward. The last thing I heard was George yelling in my ear, and I blacked out.

What had just happened? I felt my eyesight come back as I managed to open my eyes for the first time in I don't know how long. I groaned and placed my hand on my head, massaging it gently, as it was hurting.

'Leia?' I heard a voice call. I nodded my head in response and felt Fred and George hug me carefully. I heard someone rush over, and felt Madame Pomfrey pour some potion down my throat, causing me to gag.

'Ugh, that was horrible!' I scowled. Fred and George sighed, before laughing. 'What happened?' I asked suddenly. 'How long have I been out?'

'It's been about two days now. You looked in Harry's eyes, we think.' Fred whispered. My eyes widened as I remembered.

'Crap. That was it. He-They-I-He doesn't have a death date. His numbers kept toggling like a slot machine.' I muttered, remembering looking into Potter's bright green eyes. It had been scary, I'd never seen anything like that before. The twins' eyes widened as I explained.

'So, you don't know when he'll die?' George whispered. I shook my head, still feeling dizzy.

'No. It's bloody annoying.' I said through gritted teeth, letting out a small shriek of frustration. Fred looked at me sympathetically, and George patted my hand.

'Harry's sorry for whatever he did, we didn't tell him, obviously.' Fred explained, still looking at me sympathetically. I sat up and hissed, clutching my side. George quickly pushed me back down, and I glared at him.

'We've been employed to make sure you don't leave this bed, Dumbledore told us to.' George said apologetically. I scowled.

'Is that the only reason you two are here, then? To look after me?' I asked venomously. They shook their heads quickly.

'No, no, we care about you, he knew that we weren't going to leave, and so he asked is to do him a favour.' Fred said firmly. I nodded, feeling happier again, and decided to scope out the situation. I let my mind scour the room, looking for anything suspicious, but the only thing I felt was the twins' worry and Madame Pomfrey's tiredness. I sighed and looked at them.

'Pomfrey is tired. I wish I could-' I stopped and groaned, looking at them. 'I can bloody heal, why didn't I just do so? I don't care if I'll be out for another while, as long as I can get out of here!' I said, holding my hand up, but having it grabbed by George, who was shaking his head.

'No, no, you need to be conscious. You'll be let out today, she just gave you a potion to help you!' George said firmly, making me sigh.

'Fine. I'll stay, for now. If I don't get let out, though, I will heal myself. Got it?' I said warningly. They both nodded and settled down in their seats, before George shot up and ran out of the room. Fred watched after him knowingly, and I looked at him. 'Where's he gone, Freddie?' I asked, using a nickname. He rolled his eyes.

'Freddie? Really?'

'Yeah, and George is Georgie!' I smirked. He laughed and squeezed my hand.

'I'm glad you let us be your friend, Leia, you always know how to make us laugh. Then again, it is quite easy.' he said sincerely, smiling at the last part. I blinked at him, before smiling.

'Thank you. I'm glad I let myself be you two's friend as well. I never thought I would have another friend, after Mary.' I said, nodding my head. At that moment, George rushed back in, carrying some boxes, which he dropped when he saw Fred holding my hand. He glared at his twin, raising an eyebrow, Fred looking back at him, them both having a conversation in their heads. George's thoughts were loud and clear, and I tuned out as many as I could, but somethings got through.

'Do you know how hard it is for me to tune out your thoughts, Georgie? You're thinking them too loudly!' I noted, grinning as he flushed and glared at me.

'Yeah, well, you two never told me you were DATING!' he retorted. My mouth fell open.

'Have you been given a potion for MADNESS! Fred and I? Are you bloody serious?' I yelled. Fred and I? Dating? Psh, no way, no how, I didn't like him like that. I saw George glare at me, before looking at Fred who was shaking his head with an amused smile.

'Georgie. Why would I date Leia, I like her as a friend, hell, she's awesome, but I don't want to date her!' Fred said firmly. I nodded at him, smiling. At least I wasn't the only one who knew that was ridiculous. George looked between us both, before nodding.

'Now, if you could shut the hell up, George, as Madame Pomfrey is about to enter the room about us shouting if you're not quiet.' I said, my eyes narrowing.

'Shut the hell up? Very polite.' George smirked. I let out a breathe of relief that he was alright again and smiled.

'You should know by now that I am not polite. I speak without thinking.' I grinned. He nodded, before turning to Fred. Fred laughed at something George thought to him, and George scowled. 'I really want to know what you're thinking to each other, now!' I moaned. They laughed and exchanged a look.

'You don't want to know...' They both said together. Just then, Madame Pomfrey bustled in and up to me.

'I think you can go now, Miss Kurtif!' she smiled, and I beamed, sitting up, ignoring the throbbing of my head. I may have had something to do with her letting me go... Mind control was awesome. The twins looked at her, confusion written on their faces.

'Madame Pomfrey, you said she had to wait a few hours!' George said. I made Madame Pomfrey smile and shake her head, before making her speak.

'She seems fine now, off you all go! Come back if you feel worse, Miss Kurtif!' I nodded and stood up, once again ignoring the pain I felt everywhere. I must have fallen hard... Fred and George exchanged another look and I pushed past them, walking outside and leaning against the wall in pain. They walked out, took one look at me, and reached their arms out to take me back. I hissed at them, and they stepped back.

'Why did she let you go, if you're still not well?' Fred asked suspiciously. I grimaced.

'Mind control.' I said simply, before walking slowly back to the common room. Fred and George walked after me, one at each of my side.

'You're hurt, though!' George exclaimed, looking at me worriedly. I shrugged.

'It doesn't matter. I couldn't stay there.'

'Why not?' Fred asked. I groaned mentally. Were these two being deliberately stupid?

'What's on my arm, guys, something she can't see?' I said, rolling my eyes as realisation spread across their features. It was kind of obvious, she'd know I was a Death Eater! They sighed as I continued to try and walk properly, the pain becoming increased as I walked each step. George stepped in front of me and picked me up in a bridal position. Usually I would have argued, but I didn't want to walk anymore, so just stayed still and held my arms around his chest, making sure not to fall. Fred walked along side us and we stayed in a comfortable silence. Well, I think we did. The twins may have been talking the whole time. Just in their heads. I didn't mind at that point, I was comfortable just lying in George's arms, thinking to myself about everything. I looked up and saw George looking at Fred, and ran my hand over my head and ribs. I sighed in relief, which caught George's attention, Fred had been watching.

'What did you just do?' he asked worriedly, looking at my hand. I looked at him and blinked.

'Healed myself. It's the weekend, it doesn't matter if I don't wake up for 26 hours or so.' I said dismissively. They both looked at me and gaped.

'You healed yourself? After we said not to?' George growled slightly. My eyes widened, before they narrowed. How dare he think he can tell me what to do!

'I can do what I like without YOUR permission, George Weasley!' I said fiercely, poking his chest. He clutched me tighter and started to take long strides to get back to the common room, Fred following, me telling him to put me down, I was fine. He refused, just kept walking like a soldier. I tried to take my hands out, but he had pinned them to my side, somehow. I growled and hissed like a cat, trying to make him let me go, but he just ignored me completely.

'Stop struggling, Leia, he isn't going to let you go.' Fred sighed. I shook my head and continued to thrash about.

'GEORGE WEASLEY, PUT ME DOWN NOW, OR I WILL MAKE YOU REGRET NOT DOING SO!' I shouted, trying to kick any part of him I could, missing each time as he was holding me in such a way I could not get him. Soon enough, we got to the common room, me still shouting, and we entered. Everyone looked up to a different sight than what they had seen two nights ago. Then, I had been on George's back, having a piggyback, now, he was holding me tightly, me shouting threats at him.

Heh, here's the second bit! Now, these aren't in chapters, I just cut them off where I want to. ;)
Review! Please, this story has had me worried...

Kira
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