I'm not sure why this chapter is called unreliable sources other then I just loved the way it sounded. Normally I like to make it have more inline with the chapter's feel but I just am obsessed with the way those two words sound:
 "unreliable sources"

I'm weird I know.

"You never told me how you could tell us apart" Rose looked up at her boyfriend. She was sitting in his lap on the grass outside of their school Hogwarts. His back was against a tree and she was leaning against his chest. Their legs were sprawled out and he was running a blade of grass playfully across her face as she looked up at him.

He had asked this question before, when he had decided that he wanted to learn about her, but she had quickly dismissed him to embarrassed to tell the truth.

"I told you," she said playing with a strand of her hair that had fallen loose from the messy rats nest that held her hair up. "I have a gift" she looked back up at him smiling. However, her smile wasn't received. Fred looked back down at her with a solemn look.

"Lies, tell me the truth." he said tapping his blade of grass purposefully on her nose.

"No, it's embarrassing."

"Wait, it is!? Now you HAVE to tell me!" Fred said wrapping his arms around her tightly as if she would try to run away. An action she was seriously considering at this moment.

"Please," he whispered in her ear, when she didn't respond he took a different approach, "tell me right now or I will tickle it out of you!" The red haired boy said his fingers started to dig into her ribs. Rose let out a loud squeal trying to get out of his grasp but couldn't.

"Fine, fine I'll tell you!"

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It was probably about a year ago, Rose couldn't remember the exact date. After all it had been like any other day, Rose was just being her normal Rose stuff which entailed sitting quietly as a few of her Hufflepuff housemates talked and laughed. Suddenly, there was an explosion and the twins ran into the room.

"I can't believe those two" one girl said said rolling her eyes. Next to her Norie shrugged.

"They seem… nice. Identical twins is very rare you know."

"I heard even their mom can't tell them apart" The first girl said, "Can you believe that."

Rose watched them run out jumping over tables and chairs as Madam Prince hot on their tail. As they passed by one of them leaped onto the girl's table winking at the girls as he pulled a flower out of his robe which he handed to Norie. Than jumping off the table he followed his brother. Rose put the flower on the table just in time because it light up into sparks of pink smoke.

Norie eyed it warily, "Did you know that was going to happen?"

"I figured it might, let's go before Madam Prince finds it and blames us."

It wasn't until a few weeks later that the conversation about the twins came back to her. She had been just quietly reading in one of the halls of Hogwarts looking over some book she would need to know for a test the next day. Rory sat on the table swinging his legs as he shot small sparks out of his wand as he told his sister some story she was only half listening too.

"JOSH!"

Everyone in the study hall looked up to see a dark skinned boy running into the room. He was laughing as he surveyed the room. Seeing Rose sitting a few feet away he ran toward her pulling her up so he could hide behind her.

"Save me Rose!" He screamed

"Wha…"

A Slytherin boy burst into the room, his hair literally on fire.

"Josh make this stop!" The boy yelled charging at him. However, as he got closer Rose held out a hand.

"Stay back hot head!" She said trying to fight back laughter.

Behind them Rory burst out laughing at his fighting cousins."Josh what did you do?"

"Well you see… Abbz told me about this spell that could turn someone's hair into fire… and Liam was on a rant… and"

"Extinguish!" A young Ravenclaw girl said running into the room. The flames went out and Liam's dark brown hair, once perfectly in place was now spiked and smoking. Running his fingers through his dark locks trying to tame the beast he glared at Abbz who took a few steps back.

"Hey don't be mad at her" Josh said trying to defend his sister as he took a step away from Rose.

"I'm not!" Liam said lunging at his cousin.

The boys went down and somehow Rose's robe sleeve got caught in the crossfire. She felt herself start to fall forward when a strong arms pulled her back. She looked up to see a smiling Weasley twin.

"And I thought my family was dysfunctional." He said pulling her a few steps away from the fray. Liam trying to pummel Josh who was scrambling away -still laughing hysterically, which wasn't helping- and Abigail trying to pull Liam away begging him to leave her brother alone. All the while Rory stood on a table egging the boys on.

"Y… yeah" Rose said unable to speak. Her heart was racing and she couldn't seem to move. Part of her was embarrassed by the closeness of the boy to her the other part of her felt bad because she couldn't for the life of her figure out if this was Fred or George. However, whoever he was, there was something about the way he laughed made her feel slightly at ease. Also he had just saved her from certain death so that had to be worth something. "Large families are the worst."

Rose had known of the Weasley family but had never really noticed the Weasleys. Everyone knew of the Weasleys, the large red haired family. The twins were especially easy to notice because they were always up to some mischief. But Rose hadn't really taken the time to really learn much more than that until that moment. It wasn't because she thought Fred or George was charming for helping her or handsome. (Not that either of these thoughts hadn't crossed her mind) No, it was the fact that she couldn't thank her saver by name.

Which concerned her.

Then the memory of her conversation a few weeks ago floated back. "I hear not even their mother can tell them apart"

It probably wasn't true but it also seemed really sad. There should be some person who could just tell them apart no matter what they did to hide it. Someone should be able to just know each of them as individual people.

Maybe it was a pride thing, Rose liked to think of herself as a people person. She liked people and people liked her. And the reason people liked her was because she remembered things about them.

Or maybe it was a game? The fact that few people, including their own family - according to unreliable sources- couldn't even tell them apart seemed like a challenge. It made her want to figure it out even more.

So she did.

She would study them for hours.

She would silently join in on their conversations and try to see if they had different inflections in their voices. She would try to see if there was any different markings on them or scars. She even stole a picture of them trying to memories their features. Yet it seemed like every time she figured it out something would happen and she would doubt herself.

It really wasn't until Fred had snuck into the potions room that it clicked.

Something about the way the eyes were and the smile? Maybe it was his ears... Honestly, Rose couldn't really explain it. In that moment they just became two different people. They suddenly didn't look anything alike. The boy in front of her was Fred. The one that wasn't there was George.

After that day she never had an problem telling them apart.

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She looked at up him as he sat wide eyed looking back at her. Her green eyes darted away shyly feeling awkward about the whole issue.

He burst out laughing, "So there really is no reason why you can tell us apart. You just can? Why is that so awkward?"

"Because," she mumbled, "I was basically stalking you guys for like months trying to figure it out."

He scratched the back of his head chuckling, "True… do you still have that picture."

She paused, she hadn't thought about it in a long time. Yet now that she thought about it she remembered hiding it in her 4th year History of Magic book. Which, if she remembered correctly, had been given to Abigail. Probably should get that back. Glancing at her boyfriend and the slightly smug look on his face she decided not to let him know she still had it. He was already reveling in the idea that she had been observing him from afar, or in some cases right under his nose, for about a year before he noticed her.

"How about we use your stalking skills to pull a prank on that prat from Slythrine?"

"What did you have in mind?"

"Well George had mentioned this new way to make chocolate change taste in your mouth as you eat it…"

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