"Welcome back faces of old and faces of new to another Year at Hogwarts!" bellowed Dumbledore cheerily after the sorting.

"I have quite a few announcements to make. First off, The Forbidden Forest is as its name suggests, forbidden. Also, Mr. Filtch would like to remind you all that dung bombs, fizzing wizzbee's and items such of that nature are not allowed… for the full list visit his office after the feast," said Dumbledore.

"What nature would that be? Fun?" muttered Fred to George as they heard Filtch's list for what seemed like the sixth year in a row-… well never mind that! Point is they knew the list by heart, which is why they went out of their way to use everything in that list for mischief.

Havana snorted. "No, more like anything sold period. I swear, some of the items on that list aren't even fun! Daggerums Deadly Dices? Who uses those?" grumbled Havana, only to freeze as she noticed their attention was now on her.

"Oh yeah! I remember that one! Took us a couple of weeks to figure their functions, didn't it Fred?" asked George seemingly lost in memory lane.

"Err yeah… weeks," he blushed as his and Havana's eyes met.

"Another announcement," continued Dumbledore "Quidditch will be canceled for this year-''

Fred, George, and Havana all looked at each other, all awkwardness aside. This was war.

"NOOOOOOOO!" they all shouted together. Their protests mixing in with the other Hogwarts student's.

"No!" Jimmy protested in Hufflepuff (A/N: See what I did there? No? Okay).

Even Malfoy was losing his cool composure.

"SILENCE! Quidditch will be canceled due to a very special event we will be hosting this year," Dumbledore stopped for dramatic effect.

"Well hurry up or-'' said Fred.

"Are we going to have to guess?" asked George.

"Professor surely you must've noticed only about ¼ of this school is smart enough to figure it out," added Havana gesturing to the Ravenclaw table "and Hermione," she added as an after thought.

Dumbledore gave them an amused smile "as I was saying, this year Hogwarts will be hosting the Tri-Wizard Tournament!"

"Woo?" Havana tried as she looked over at Fred and George in confusion.

"Woo indeed Ms. Potter, the Tri-Wizard tournament offers its winner fame and glory, and a pride to the school… In addition, it hasn't been active in many centuries! So 'Woo' is indeed in order," explained Dumbledore with that familiar twinkle in his eyes.

"WOO!" chorused the Gryffindor table.

"Now off to bed! Go! Can't keep you up any later, now can we?"

Havana and the twins held their hands up in mock surrender.

Havana turned to both Fred and George, her eyes lingering a bit longer on Fred.

"Well!" she clapped her hands together and leant forward on her tippy toes "guess I'll see you two fine fellows in the common room? Unless one of you plans to find yourself in a cupboard tonight," she winked, silently hoping that if one of them did it wasn't Fred.

"Very funny Hav-hav," teased George, laughing a bit when he saw Havana's eyes gave a little twitch.

"You should know by know that we do everything together," added Fred winking at Havana.

Havana turned away pretending to look grossed out. "Ew incest… or twincest, who knows with you two!" she pretended to barf for the added affect.

"What a foul mind this one's got," muttered Gred to Forge.

"She'd be perfect to be in bed with you, though," smirked George as he made a hasty retreat away from the red faced, spluttering, and rigged standing not-so-couple.

"Merlin help him, because I won't," muttered Havana threateningly under her breath.

"If you need any help, I'll be happy to lend a hand," offered Fred in the same malicious voice.

Havana and Fred looked at each other, both ignoring the slight blushes George's suggestion gave them.

"One…" Started Havana.

"Two…" Continued Fred.

(A/N: Ignore the line, if you see one. I have no idea how to get rid of it.)

"Three." They said together, a small smirk visible on both they're lips.

"GEORGE GIDEON WEASLEY!"

They ran off in the same direction George had earlier, in hopes of finding him… and cast a hex or two… maybe three, who knows?

Before they knew it they were in the Common room looking high and low for the evil red headed demon.

"Sonorous," Havana muttered pointing her want to her throat.

"Come out, come out where ever you are George," she said in an eerily cold child like voice, which only added to the scariness.

"Yeah, come out and play Georgie. We won't bite… much," said Fred after seeing what Havana was doing and placing a Sonorous on himself as well.

Well, I've got to give props to her. She's got the fear factor in the bag… Almost pity Voldemort. Thought Fred while stealing a glance at Havana. For a small girl, she was damn scary when mad.

They heard a faint 'eep' coming from one of the dorms.

"Gotcha," muttered Havana as they silently climbed the stair case.

Everybody in the Common Room parted so they could walk by, pity and fear etched on their faces.

As they reached the top of the stair case, Ginny decided to be helpful.

"RUN GEORGE! RUN AS FAST AS YOU CAN! THEY'RE RIGHT THERE!" she shouted and then made a bee line toward the portrait hole.

~ What happened to Ginny ~

"Oh hello Ginny, what are you doing here?" asked Luna as she stood up from her seat in the common room.

"No time to explain," said Ginny looking red faced "hide me!" she said while ducking behind a couch.

~ …Back to Fred and Havana… ~

They heard shuffling and screaming coming from the fourth year boy's dorm.

"Ron's helping him…" growled Fred at the thought of his traitorous younger brother and sister.

All silence put aside, Fred and Havana made a mad dash for the dorm before George could get away.

"OPEN UP RON!" Havana yelled as she pounded on the door.

"Let me," offered Fred with a gracious bow. "Alohamora!"

They heard the click of the door and pushed it open.

What a sight.

Ron was tied to the side of his bed, looking like he had been kidnapped. And George… George looked a bit psychotic holding up a teddy bear with his wand pointed at the teddy bear's head.

"Let me leave, or the bear gets it," he said in a deathly whisper.

"I don't know what you're thinking George but a bear isn't going to stop me," Havana stated simply as he took a step forward.

George edged the wand a bit closer to the bear's head.

"NO!" came the strangled cry from Fred. "Not Sir Bear!" he said as he went on his knees.

"Oh yes, I have Sir Bear! Now let me go, unharmed, and the bear is freed. Understand?" hissed George.

"You fiend!" cried Fred angrily.

"You got to do, what you got to do," shrugged George nonchalantly, although his eyes were fixed on Havana.

"George," Havana said soothingly "put the bear down."

Havana could see that this bear was very dear to Fred.

"Do you promise not to hurt me?" fired George straight away.

"Until you do something that deserves a good hex, yes I promise."

George seemed to think it over "fair enough," he said as he threw the bear at his twin on the floor and ran out of the room.

Havana looked awkwardly at Fred as he hurriedly grabbed the bear and checked it over.

"Well… I'll see you tomorrow?" she said as she backed away from Fred and slowly walked towards the door.

She was about to leave when Fred's voice stopped her in her tracks.

"Thank you," he whispered gratefully.

"For what?" she asked cautiously as she kneeled next to him.

"For getting Sir Bear back. I know it might sound childish but he really means a lot to me. And you have no emotional attachment to him, but yet you still helped me get him back and let George go," stated Fred.

"Well yeah, he seemed to mean a lot to you, so I put anger aside and helped you. Wouldn't you have done the same?" Havana asked quietly.

"…Yeah. You're right, I would have, but it's nice to know you care," Fred said, then gave a light blush.

"I'll always care," Havana whispered looking unto Fred's eyes.

There was that feeling again. The butterflies that always seemed to fly when she looked at Fred like this. She couldn't help herself.

Last year if anyone had told her she'd be falling hard for Fred Weasley she would have laughed in their faces.

She quickly snapped out of her daze, and looked down, breaking the trace Fred seemed to be as well.

She cleared her throat. "Well, good night. See you tomorrow." And she left the room, not waiting for an answer.

"Yeah… tomorrow…" Said Fred to no one with a slight smile on his face.

Maybe she did like him.

And with that he picked himself and Sir Bear off the floor and headed out too.

"MMMMM!" came the muffled shouts from Ron as he was still tied to his bed, unable to get up or talk.

Tied or not, though, Ron saw and heard everything.

Oh I am so getting them together… Ron silently promised himself. But first…

"MMMMMFFFFMMF!"

HI! I AM SO SO SO SO SOOOOO SORRY!

I kinda sorta lost a bit of inspiration for the story but I think/hope I got it back.

I was obsessed with fem!Harry/Draco for a while which cut off my inspiration for this pairing. BUT I GOT IT BACK!

I know this chapter probably wasn't worth it, but it was funny and a tiny bit fluffy… so yeah, I hope that can hold you off until the next update.

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