Chapter 3

Over the next few days the twins attempted several pranks: from snakes, to toads, to gadgets, to candies. None came to much of an effect on Adriana as of yet. But this morning, things would be different.

At precisely 4:30 a.m. on this particular Saturday morning, a quiet alarm went off, triggering one of Adriana's firework missiles to shoot into the twins' bedroom and fly into a box of their own personal stash of goods. With a loud explosion every firework in their room went off and sparked the boys awake.

Fred cursed as he dodged and fell off the bed, "Blimey, George, we've been hit! Get up!" he shouted as he fought himself out of his covers and scrambled to his feet.

"Hmm..not now Fred..." George protested half asleep, but with another bang he shot up. "The hell?"He explained still half asleep."What the blazes is going on?" He demanded getting up.

"What do you think?! That- that bloody girl is declaring war!" Fred replied, hurrying out of their room and coughing some from all the sparks.

"FRED AND GEORGE WEASLEY!" they could hear their mother yelling from downstairs.

"It wasn't us!" George protested between coughs.

Ron, Bill, and Ginny all peaked out of their rooms, unhappy about waking up so early.

"Are you crazy? Do you feel like getting your throats cut in the middle of the night by your own mother?" Ronald muttered grumpily.

"It wasn't us! It was that new girl! She did this! We were sleeping when this happened." George continued to argue.

"Honestly, don't you know my name by now.." A sleepy Adriana asked as she came down the stairs.

"She just woke up herself." Bill pointed out, unconvinced by the troublemakers.

"What in the world do you two think you are doing at this hour?" Molly asked, obviously upset.

"Sounds like setting things off to me.." the girl yawned.

"She is faking! She set off our fireworks!" George pouted childishly.

"I'm actually not faking; I did just wake up.. I set my alarm to shoot a firework at 4:30. I didn't need to get up." Adriana countered with truth.

"Told you it wasn't us.." Fred muttered with a cross of his arms.

Molly looked at Adriana, now unable to punish anyone for waking the household, "Please try to not do any pranking during the night at least..." she sighed before heading back downstairs.

"This isn't over!" George said pointing at her. "It's far from over!"

"We'll get you back in no time; you better watch your back." Fred warned. For the first time since the girl had been staying there she allowed a grin to fall upon her face, "Bring it on."

"You haven't seen the worst of what we can do...now you have unleashed the hell that is Weasley revenge!"

"Ready when you are Weaselby!" Adriana challenged.

"All right split it up, you three." Bill said, breaking them up, "Get back to bed."

With much grumbling and challenging still being yelled they eventually and reluctantly made it back to their room and into bed.

Fred was pacing their room as he tried to figure out exactly what to do next. What had they not tried already that they still had a supply of?

"She is eating you up too huh?" George asked as he relaxed on the bed and pondered as well.

"Well... she's ENJOYING herself. Did you notice that?" Fred pointed out

"Yea..but at our expense..if it was at Ron's..or Percy i wouldn't care..but she almost got us grounded." George pointed out.

"And we get grounded enough as it is." Fred agreed, "What should we do... SPIDERS! What about those!"

"OOh I like where this is going Fred." George grinned, "Too bad we can't use magic just yet though.."

"We can do without for now.. Plant them all over her room.. or is that too excessive?" Fred pondered, "If she is afraid of them it could make things a whole lot worse."

"She did say we should bring it.. who are we to disappoint her?" George reminded with a mischievous air about him.

"Good point." Fred grinned, "She won't expect us to do it this same night.. shall we?"

"Let's do it." His twin agreed; something in his gut was telling him this would do it for her. After an hour or so passed, they gathered a few jars of spiders they had collected from previous weeks and sneaked up the stairs to her room. They knew her door would creak so they ever so gently opened it juuust a hair, opened the lids to their jars, and allowed dozens of spiders, big and small, into her room. The red-heads watched as the creatures scattered, onto the walls, into crevices, onto the bed and in the boxes.

As silently as they could, the boys closed the door and stealthily went back to their room, "I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to sleep Freddie." An excited George murmured.

"We could miss the screaming if we do." The other said, "Now that would be a pity.."

That following morning Adriana's eyes opened to a spider crawling on her nose. It took a moment for her to realize that her worst fear was freely moving its 8 legs upon her face. With a scream she jumped out of bed flinging spider after spider off of her before she noticed the door was covered in cob webs. After quick thinking, the poor girl found herself climbing out the window and onto the roof, freeing herself of the last with panic.

A wide smirk ran across Fred's face, "I think we've got her, George."

"Oh, I don't THINK, Fred. I know." George grinned, high fiving the other.

"So. If she wants her room removed of spiders, she must give us truce and admit she lost." Fred said to George as he began to climb out their own window to find her.

"Agreed." George grinned following him before finding her in no time. "Are you ready to admit you lost?" he prodded

"I don't lose... I merely have setbacks.." Adriana pouted.

"Riiiight. Guess your spiders will be moving in permanently then!" Fred faked a pout with her, "You're such an amazing person, giving them all that space to live in.. I couldn't have done it myself."

She wrinkled her nose at this, "You're despicable.."

"Maybe..but we are only doing what you told us to." George jested. "You told us to bring our worst..and well..we're just getting started."

Adriana opened her mouth to counter this but realized how right he was and cursed under her breath.

Fred laughed, "We've got ourselves another potty mouth!"

"Oh, shove it..." the girl grumbled, "But in all reality the trick WAS about the oldest trick in the book. You just have to find the right person to use it on for it to be so bad.. So if that's your worst I'm disappointed. But if I have to call a truce just to get those things out of that room, I'll do it I suppose.." she gave in.

The twins wrapped an arm around the other in triumph. "Yes we won!" George cheered. "Still, thanks for the entertainment."

"Yes, but uh- better luck next time." Fred said with a click of his tongue, a smirk remaining on his face.

Adriana gave a small smile; she had to admit this was the best time she could remember ever having such fun. And it wasn't until now she truly realized: why in the world would she listen to her father? Especially about this family.. he didn't care about her as it is, so why should she even start to believe him? "Yeah, it was... fun. Just.. remove the spiders, PLEASE"

"Oh all right, if you insist.." the twins replied simultaneously before bringing themselves into her room and gathering all the spiders back into their assigned jars.

Adriana climbed through the twins' window and peeked into her room, "Don't save them, destroy them!"

Fred scoffed, "No way! They come in handy when you find a good use!"

"Yea..like Percy's room." George grinned.

"Or Ron's, " Fred snickered, "He's a joy to use these beauties on!"

".. If you use those on me again, I swear you'll regret it." Adriana warned the two of them.

"Hey...we had truce. Of course we won't use it again on you... that is...unless you to set our fireworks off again." George said.

"You'd have to revamp your stash again." Adriana pointed out.

Fred merely smiled, "For a mute, you sure do talk a lot."

"Then it's impossible for me to be a mute, isn't it?" she smiled.

"You don't believe your dad then." the twin assumed.

"Yea..I mean how could people as awesome as us be so awful?" George prodded with a goofy smile.

"Easily.. but you're not." Adriana admitted.

"See. Guess you shouldn't believe everything you hear." Fred said.

"Yeah, we don't believe everything our dad says, " George pointed out. "Stick with us Adriana and we will show you that not all are bad..Just wait till it's time for school." George grinned mischievously.

"Yeah, if you had fun here.. imagine what Hogwarts will be like!" Fred remarked, almost able to see it happening already.

"You mean we're... friends?" Adriana blinked.

"Yeah ..I guess..I mean you are cool enough." George said thoughtfully.

"Really..?" Adriana asked again, her eyes watering now.

"Uh- you okay there?" Fred asked, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.

Adriana nodded, trying to stop herself before the tears actually began to form.

"There don't cry...I know we are bloody amazing...but it's not worth crying over." He said, rubbing the back of his head. "Come on lets go eat breakfast."

"Yeah let's get some food, I'm famished. Why you crying anyways? Because I know us being is awesome is only half of it." Fred chuckled.

Adriana rubbed away the tears, "I've never had friends before.." she admitted, laughing at herself

"Hey...well that's okay.. You've got us now." George said, gently patting her head, "Now come on, it's time to eat!"

"AGREED." Fred said, as they headed down, "Hey mum, is breakfast-" He stopped mid-sentence when they saw Adriana's mother speaking with Molly. The two didn't even really seem to hear them.

..."Wow you mum is here." George whispered. "Maybe it's time for you to go home.." George said suddenly feeling disappointed.

"Three days? That's it? What were you here for?" Fred whispered as well.

"... I don't know.." Adriana replied, biting her lip.

"Well hey..at least send us some owls once in a while till school..you know keep in touch." George suggested.

"I don't have an owl..." Anna muttered unhappily.

"Think you'll be back?" Fred questioned.

'Yeah, will you?" The other asked hopefully.

"Maybe one day.. I don't know." Adriana replied honestly.

"All else fails, we'll see you at Hogwarts." Fred said with optimism.

"Yeah, who knows maybe we will be in the same house." George said with an easy grin.

"What if I get placed in Slytherin.." Adriana panicked.

"You? Slytherin? You're kidding." Fred nearly laughed.

"Yeah..you aren't the kind to be in Slytherin," George smirked. "Just you wait..you will be in Gryffindor with us."

"But Dad.. and mum.. " Adriana nearly choked on her words.

"They were BOTH in Slytherin?" Fred was surprised.

"Wow..well even if you are a Slytherin.. I would still be your friend. You are still you after all." George assured.

"If I get put in Slytherin I am not staying..." She said certainly.

"Nonsense. Just torture your inmates!" Fred suggested.

"Yeah, prank 'em hard. " George said gleefully.

"Adriana!" Molly called, thinking she was still upstairs. The young girl hesitated before standing up from the step and joining the two of them.

"You ready to go home? Your father has no memory of what happened.." Her mother said to her, "So it won't be so bad when you get back.. You won't be with strangers anymore; I know it's been hard for you."

She merely nodded as she stared at her feet, "Yeah.. I'm ready.."

Fred looked at his twin, "Guess neither of us win that bet.."

"Guess not..." George said, looking back at his twin. "Well.. bye Addie!" he said with a small wave.

Fred joined him as mother and daughter left through the fireplace.