When George woke up the next morning, he was surprised to see his brother looking at him, wide awake.

"Did you sleep... at all? Your eyes look kinda red." He asked as he sat on his bed and stretched his arms.

"Sleep? Of course I didn't sleep. I didn't sleep at all last night. I'm suspecting that in a few hours I'll faint, but right now I won't."

"Fred, are you okay?" George asked walking to his twin's bed, trying to take a closer look.

"I'm more than okay George! You need to see it! You don't know how amazing it is! And she said that anyone can learn it with time! We could be anyone! The things we could do!" He screamed grabbing him from his shoulders and shaking him.

"Who's she? Cassandra? What are you talking about?" George asked, confused.

"Yes Cassandra! Oh the things she can do! At first it was all air and then water and fire and the grass got greener and it's so cool. But you need to see it for yourself."

"Okay... " he said slowly and walked to the bathroom. Fred followed.

"Where is she now?" he asked as he started to brush his teeth.

"In her room, I suppose. But you can't see now. She is probably sleeping. She got really tired at the end of the demonstration." Fred said.

"Demonstration of what?" George asked.

"HER MAGIC!" He answered.


When they arrived on the kitchen for breakfast, Fred wasn't surprised to see that Cassie wasn't there. They went to bed around six and it had only been three hours from that.

"Why isn't Cassie here?" Ginny asked.

"The poor dear said she didn't get any sleep last night. It was her first night here, after all. I'll wake her up for lunch. Anyway. Don't worry about her. Today you are going to begin cleaning." Molly said.

A chorus of groans was heard and Molly scoffed. "I won't have any of that. Now finish your breakfast and start working."


They cleaned until it was time for lunch.

"Hermione, can you go wake Cassandra up? I'm sure she's hungry by now." Molly requested and Hermione nodded and went upstairs. Five minutes later, she came down alone.

"She's not answering. And I'm pretty sure I heard snoring. She must be really worn out, I don't think she'll want to eat anything." She explained.

"Oh, poor thing. I'll save something for her." Molly said.

Fred and George looked at each other and rose from the table at the same time.

"Wonderful meal, mum." Began George.

"Absolutely marvelous, probably the best so far, if I say so myself." Continued Fred.

"But we really think that we should go back to our work."

"Because the house really needs to be cleaned, and we just love doing it!" They both smiled as their mother looked at them with narrowed eyes and disapparated with aloud crack.

"I told them to stop doing that! Merlin!" They heard Molly scream from downstairs.

"Now my dear Fred, do you really think our friend is sleeping or do you think we could finally find our little snoring device?" George said with a smile.

"Well George, I think we should incline for the latter. But anyway, why did we even make a little snoring device? How useful can it be?" He asked his brother with a frown.

"I don't know," he answered stopping in front of Cassie's room. "We should ask Cassandra, who, as I hear, is sleeping rather soundly, with all that snoring going on. I think it would be a shame is someone found out that she was lying..." He said rather loudly with his mouth close to the door.

They waited a few seconds and the door opened.

"Shut up." Cassie said in a playful tone. "Come in and don't say a word."

They both entered her room and instantly began rummaging through her stuff. When they finally got bored of asking what is this? and what does this do?, they settled for finally asking her why was she pretending to be asleep.

"I just need to write quite a lot on this letters and once I really get into it, if I stop for too long I can't start writing again because my mind drifts away. That's why. My mom is coming today and she is the one who's going to deliver them, so I need to finish." She replied without looking up from the paper she was writing on.

"You know, Cassie..." Fred started.

"We were wondering how could this pretty little thing..." George said picking up a little blue box that was on her dresser.

"Ended up in your room..."

"...when yesterday it was in ours." She smiled and continued writing.

"Oh it was? It must have been another one. I believe I've been having that box all my life." She responded in a mocking serious tone.

"Oh really?" Fred played along. "Then what does these W's mean on the bottom?"

"Those?" She said looking up and he nodded.

"Something like Weasley Wizard Wheezes, I think." Their smiles fell instantly.

"How the bloody hell do you know that?" Fred whisper/screamed at her, not loud enough to be heard by anyone else outside the room.

"What were you doing prying in our room? That was private!" George said in the same tone. Her mood changed in a second.

"You better not use that tone with me again." She said as angry as they were. She got up from her chair, pulled a paper from drawer on her nightstand and threw it to their feet. "This," She said pointing at the paper that read Weasley Wizard Wheezes Skiving Snackboxes and had some drawings of the products they contained. "Fell from YOUR pocket last night along with that goddamn snoring thing, before you went to bed. Be fucking thankful I was the one who found it and not your mother. I can imagine how fun that would've been." She said sarcastically, talking directly to Fred. "Now take your stuff and leave." She finished walking to the door and opening it. She was absolutely pissed by now.

The twins, on the other side, were beginning to look ashamed.

"We're sorry." They said at the same time.

"Good." She replied crossing her arms.

"I had forgotten I put it in my pocket. I thought it was in our room." Fred said walking to her. "I'm sorry for assuming. I know it was wrong." Well, it certainly was hard to be mad too long when they sounded all serious and worried and had that goddamn puppy dog stare going on.

"No, it's okay. I should have given it to you instead of keeping it, anyway. It just that those designs looked really cool and I wanted to see what they were. That was an invasion of privacy, I'm sorry." She looked up at them and smiled.

"Do we still have to leave or..." George asked playfully.

"Nah, you can stay if you like." She replied walking to her desk and sitting before she began writing again. "But close the door, they still think I'm asleep."

George did as told and they both sat on her bed while they watched her writing. They were silent for approximately 15 seconds.

"So... who are you writing?" Fred said as he examined the things on her nightstand, wondering why she didn't stop him from touching everything.

"My friends from Brazil. I'm almost done, actually."

"No boyfriend?" He asked and George laughed.

"Smooth." He whispered.

"No boyfriend." She confirmed as she began put the last letter on an envelope. He smiled goofily and George nudged him on the side.

"Control yourself, mate." He whispered laughing at his twin.

"Shut up." Fred nudged him back.

That was the beginning of silent fight Cassandra found hilarious. After some time enjoying the show, she coughed and they stopped, surprised.

"I don't even want to know." She laughed. "So... about that piece of paper I found. Am I allowed to ask anything about it or is it super confidential?"

"It is super confidential." Fred began and George followed.

"But we think you can be trusted."