Chapter 2
For a week after that, Fred has been following the third year girl, trying to corner her. After a week, Fred is just about ready to give up on ever talking to her. This girl has been dodging him, George, and they even got Lee Jordan in on it, but she always manages to slip away, with a sly smirk and a wink in his direction.
Fred is in the library, doing Transfiguration homework, when he hears someone pull out the chair across from him, and sits down. Thinking that it's George, who had gone to grab a book from the depths of the library.
"Found that book for transfigurations then, did you?" Fred asks.
"Wow. You've been stalking me for a week, and I don't even get a hello?"
Fred snaps his head up at the voice. It's her. As the girl - who he still doesn't know the name of - sits in front of him, without a care in the world.
"So tell me Mr. Weasley, why have you been stalking me?" she asks.
"I haven't been - well you've been - okay, so I've been stalking you a little bit. But it's your own fault." Fred stammers over his words. Which really, is very unlike him.
"My fault," she gasps, placing a hand over her chest, "how is it my fault?"
"You've been dodging me! I just wanted to talk to you, and you've been avoiding me!"
"Shhhhhh!" Madam Pince shushes him.
"Why won't you just talk to me?" Fred asks much quieter this time.
"Why do you want to talk to me?" she fires back.
"I asked you first."
She chuckles slightly under her breath, "It's not that I've been avoiding you per se. It's that I want to see, just how committed you are to get your answers." She says with a curious look.
"I just want to know your name." Fred tells her.
"Like I told you. That is for me to know, and you to find out." She says. Fred huffs at her in frustration.
"Alright," she sighs, "I'll make you a deal. If you can manage to successfully pull a prank on me, I will tell you my name."
Fred looks at her. Wondering if she means it, or if she is just pulling his leg. "Deal." Fred says, holding out his hand to shake.
Upon shaking hands, she stands and saunters away, curly black hair swinging behind her. She calls over her shoulders, "Let the war, begin."
After she leaves the library, George finally shows up with the book they need for class.
"What happened?" George asks upon seeing the grin on Fred's face.
"We've just been presented with a challenge, Georgie." Fred says, with his ever present grin growing by the second.
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A month later, Fred and George realize that pranking this girl was going to be much more difficult than they had first thought. They weren't used to a difficult target. So far, she had managed to evade every single one of their pranks. In fact, she has taken their pranks, used them against themselves, and on others as well.
They've tried slipping one of their candied pranks in her pocket. They were sure they had got it into her backpack, but instead of her being the one to eat it, she instead gave it to Dumbledore. After she had put it into his candy dish in his office. How she got in there, neither of them knew.
Then, after a couple weeks had gone by, they observed that she was always the first one out of her classes. So, while they were in History of Magic class, they snuck out. They had gone down to the dungeons where she was in potions, and placed a spell on the classroom door, that the first person to walk out of the room would have gravity switched on them, and they would be stuck on the ceiling.
It did not go as planned.
They didn't take into account that they had pulled a prank on a Slytherin, in order to escape History class. So She wasn't the first one out of the classroom after they placed the spell. Snape was… Snape was hanging upside down on the ceiling, looking like a giant bat. She stood in the doorway, smirking at where the twins were hiding, with the other students standing around her, gawking up at Snape.
After a moment, she looks up at Snape with a worried look on her face, "I'll go get Professor McGonagall!"
As she is rushing past, she stops just around the corner to look into Fred and George's (who she had decided to call Merry and Pippin) hiding spot, to smirk at them and then whisper, "Better luck next time noobs."
