She decided to go once. Just once. She sighed as Fred grabbed her hand a dragged her along to the Room Of Requirement, as it was called. She really didn't like the idea of going, but both Fred and George had insisted, and even Harry had pushed a little. As the doors opened she could practically hear the gasps at seeing her enter with her boyfriend and best friend. That was George's label now, by his decision. She could feel the stares being bored into her back as she crossed the room to where the Golden Trio stood, discussing techniques and things of that nature.

"Odile, hi!" Ginny greeted, from where she stood nearby with her friends. The room seemed to follow her with their eyes as she waved back to the girl, a smile gracing her lips. Ginny bid her friends goodbye and hurried over to where the two redheads and the brunette stood. She looped the crook of the girl's arm in her own and dragged her away from the boys.

"I didn't know you were coming today. Have you decided to join the DA? Oh my Godric that would be so cool! I've been dying to try some of those spells you were telling me about in the car." The brunette looked back at her boyfriend helplessly but he merely smirked and gave her a little wave.

"Uh, no. I was forced here against my will by the assholes you call brothers." Ginny let out a laugh at that, shaking her head.

"Sounds like them. Well don't worry, it's plenty of fun. Besides, we're doing jinxes and dueling today." She replied in an attempt to comfort the obviously uncomfortable Odile. Odile whipped her head around to face the girl and raised an eyebrow.

"And that my cue to leave you." Ginny cocked her head to the side at the girl.

"Why?" Odile shot her an unamused look.

"Don't try me kid. I know you're called Ginerva "The Bat Bogey Jinx" Weasley for a reason. And I don't want to be on the receiving end of that." Ginny threw back her head and cackled. Odile cracked a small smile at Ginny's reaction, but she had been serious. She was not about to get in Ginny Weasley's way. She patted the laughing girl on the arm, before detaching herself and wishing her good luck. She shot her dueling partner a pitied look before heading back to where Fred and George stood, an ever present grin on their faces.

"You know she idolizes the ground you walk on." George teased. Odile slapped his arm causing him to yelp and rub the injured spot.

"She does not. Ginny Weasley is a total badass. She doesn't idolize anyone. In fact, she deserves to be idolized. I think it's just nice to have a break from the idiots that surround her." She replied shooting him a pointed look.

"First, that was rude. Secondly, that was rude. Why are you so rude to your boyfriend's better and more handsome brother, Odile?" She looked at him sarcastically, but a small smile played on her lips.

"Because I can be. And the boyfriend's brother should get used to it. Now let's go. It's time to duel." She told him with an evil grin before turning her back to him. When he didn't turn with her, she gave him an exasperated look.

"Come on Weasley, you're my dueling partner. Get in position." She commanded, before bowing. He give her an uneasy look, but bowed to her and then turned as well so their backs were touching.

"1-2-3-4-5- Incendio!" George counted five paces out loud before twirling around and shooting a spell at Odile, who had already thrown up a non-verbal Protego. Shit, he thought, this wasn't going to be easy.

"That all you got Weasley? God, my great grandpappy could do better than that, and he's been dead for fourty years!" He grinned at banter, and prepared to fling another spell.

"Locomotor!" She blocked his spell once more, and had the audacity to yawn whilst doing so.

"Come on George, actually try. I'm getting bored now." He cocked an eyebrow at her and threw a barrage spells at her.

"Anteoculatia! Impedimenta! Cantis! Flipendo!" He shot jinx after jinx at her, but she blocked them easily. She finally grinned when he paused, a little out of breath.

"Tarantallegra!" He slung out a Protego to block the spell but just wasn't fast enough. His face fell in horror, as he felt his body began to plié before he sprung into action, doing an entrechat, coming to land on one knee, arms stretched out wide. He then felt his body stand and begin a tour en l'air.

"Odile! Please just-" his voice cut off as he went into a series of piques across the floor, head whipping around constantly to try and keep a sense of balance.

"Stop the spell!" He could hear her evil laughter as he went into a tombé, pas de bourrée, glissade, jeté.

"But George, you look so great. My great great grandfather would be proud." He could hear the others laughing as well and sighed.

"Please, I'll do anything!"

"Anything?" She questioned in an innocent voice, but eyes alight with mischief.

"ANYTHING!" He cried desperately as he felt his body gear up to do fouettes.

"Alright, finite!" He practically collapsed to his knees, completely out of breath and very sore. He heard footsteps and saw a hand reach down to him. He sighed but accepted her help to stand, legs shaking from overuse.

"Sorry hun, not my fault you can't win a duel." He glared at her, but couldn't help the smile that came to his face at seeing dimples adoring her face once more. She gave him a quick pat on the back and helped him over to a chair that had appeared for him. Apparently, even the room had taken pity on him.

"Merlin George, I didn't know you could dance like that." Lee mocked, patting the boy's arm, receiving a punch in return.

"Godric George, taken down by a girl in two seconds." Fred teased, before shivering at Odile's scowling face.

"Keep talking like that and you'll be next dipshit." He nodded hurriedly, and mimed zipping his mouth shut. She glared at him a bit longer before deeming he'd been warned enough and turned back to see Harry, Ron, and Hermione approaching the small group.

"Wow, that was pretty impressive Odile." Harry said, a smile on his face. He seemed happier now that he was back in his element, surrounded by magic.

"Nah, not really. Simple spells, you just gotta know when to execute them. I'm not really that good of a dueler." She said with a laugh, scratching the back of her neck.

"Really? I'd love to duel with you Odile." Hermione piped up, a smile on her face.

"Hell no Hermione. I'm not fighting Hermione "The Smartest Witch Of Her Age" Granger. I know the stories. I'm not going to be the next victim." Odile replied, shaking her head vehemently causing Hermione to blush and the others to laugh good-naturedly.

"So, are you joining the DA Odile?" She smiled at Harry's question, but shook her head.

"No thanks Harry. This is great, and I really like what you got going on here, but my dorm mates are going to make it their life's mission to watch me so I don't fuck up "the good name of Slytherin". I don't want their attention near this place. Besides, you don't need my help. This is going great as is. Aaaand, I have to go now, because I have a Charms test that the twins promised they'd help me study for. Later." She finished, before helping Fred up and giving them a little wave goodbye, George following close behind. The others watched the three leave, and knew that that trio were going to be unbreakable. Friends for the rest of their lives. And no one could stop them. Not the Slytherins. Not the infamous Death Eaters. Not even the fates themselves.

A/N: Odile finally got her revenge muhahaha! I honestly love these three so much omg.

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EDITED= 09/14/17