disclaimer: the usual. JKR owns everything EXCEPT Trea Trin. I own her;) lol

A sandy blonde haired girl was sitting at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall. She had blue rimmed glasses atop of her head. A pair of hands covered her eyes. "Guess who?" said two voices, that sounded almost exactly the same.

"Hey Fred, hey George," the girl said, as their hands lifted.

"Hey, you're forgetting about me!" exclaimed a voice.

"Sorry, Lee! How are you?" said the girl.

"I'm pretty good, thank you Trea," said Lee plopping down across the table from her.

"Well, how did you sleep after the first day party?" said George with a silly grin.

"Yea, we were up pretty late, but you must be used to it," Fred added, scooping some eggs onto his plate.

"Hey everyone!" exclaimed someone sitting next to Trea.

"Hiya Ollie, how are you this morning?" asked Trea nibbling on a piece of toast. A/N This is set during their 6th year, Harry's 4th year

"Good, and how are some of my favorite people?" asked Oliver grinning.

"Funny, Mr. Wood," said George laughing, and everyone joining in.

"So what do we have first," Lee asked looking at Trea, the only responsible one.

"DADA," she said looking at her schedule. She sipped her pumpkin juice and then stood up. "Well I meet you at class, I left something in the tower," she said walking out, hips swinging. Someone whistled, but was quickly hexed.

"That's our girl," Oliver said laughing a little as he watched her walk out. They all laughed and continued to eat.

- Stairwells, right before DADA-

Trea walked up the stairs, when all of the sudden someone jumped behind her. "Boo!" they exclaimed. Trea yelled and fell onto the step. Her head hit the ground with a loud thud. "Shoot," Fred whispered as he lifted her out of the trick step. "Trea? Trea?!"

"Here I'll go get Madame Pomfrey," George said, looking at his brother and ran down the hall the hospital wing.

"Hey, what happened?" Oliver asked walking over to Fred, who was holding Trea.

"Well I scared her, and she drip on the trip step and hit her head," Fred said in a rush.

"Ok, calm down George, let me take her," Oliver said taking Trea from Fred.

Trea could somewhat hear everything going on, but just barely. She heard George's usual footsteps, running down the hall. They were fallowed by the steady clickety-clack of someone else. 'It must be a teacher, no one else wears those kinds of shoes.'

"Where is Ms. Trin?" asked Madame Pomfrey, following George. There was now a circle of people around them.

"Right here Madame Pomfrey," Lee said, flagging her down.

"Ok, Mr. Wood, would you please carry Ms. Trin to the hospital wing," she said and Oliver nodded.

-2 hours later, hospital-

"You boys should go back to your classes," Madame Pomfrey said, and she looked at the clock on the wall, "My goodness, it's been over two hours!"

"We're not leaving," Fred said sitting in a chair next to Trea's bed, and everyone agreed. George and Lee were next to him and Oliver was leaning on the wall on the other side of the bed, eyes closed.

"You know this is your fault," George said to Fred.

"What!" he yelled, looking at his twin. "It was your idea!"

"No it wasn't, I told you, it was Lee's idea!" George yelled back.

"Hey! I didn't mean her to get hurt," Lee bursted in.

"Guys be quite, you'll wake Trea and she'll be pissed," Oliver said, opening his eyes. Trea's eyes began to flutter open. "Hello Trea," he said in a gentle voice.

"Trea, we're so sorry!" George bursted out.

"We didn't mean it," Fred added.

"We really didn't" Lee finished.

"Boys! Be quite!" Madam Pomfrey said walking over to check on her. She looked over and Trea's eyes opened.

"Where am I?" Trea asked, looking around the room,

"Well your in the hospital wing and well, how do you feel?" she asked.

Trea rubbed her head, "Well I have a pretty bad head ache," Trea said. Madame Pomfrey handed her a potion and she drank it down. "Thanks a lot ma'am."

"If your feeling better, its time for lunch, want to go?" Oliver asked Trea.

"Sure, let's go, I'm starving," she said rubbing her stomach.

"'Bout time, two hours is along time," Lee said as they walked out of the wing, she stumbled abit but the guys always caught her.

"I was out for two hours," Trea asked, a puzzled look on her face.

"Yup, thanks for getting us out of some classes," George said with a snicker.

They all walked into the Great Hall and sat down at their regular table. Then Harry and his gang walked over. "How are you feeling Trea?" Harry asked looking concerned.

Trea blushed, "I'm fine, it wasn't a big deal." She bit into a sandwich to cover up the red creeping up her face.

"Yea, Lee's idea got a little carried away," Fred said.

"Hey! You were the one who did it," Lee exclaimed smacking Fred across the back if the head.

"Well we just wanted to make sure, these goofballs didn't kill you," Ron said with a smile.

"Thanks guys, I'm fine," Trea said, standing up. "Well I'm going to go early see ya there,".

"Is she really ok," Harry asked worriedly. They looked down at where she had been sitting. She had only taken a small bite of her sandwich.

"She is fine, just a bit, well, I'm not sure, but she's just alittle out of it," Oliver said looking at the ceiling. He knew that Harry had liked Trea since first year, and he always made her alittle nervous.

"She only stumbled abit, but for Trea, that's normal. She is a total spaz," George said with a laugh. Everyone agreed and that was the end of that.

-Gryffindor Tower, 8:30-

Fred and George sat down at their usual table making plans for their joke shop. Trea came down the stairs from the girl's dormitory. "Hey, how's your head feeling?" Fred asked not even looking, as she sat down next to him.

"I'm fine, I just have a little head ache. By the way, why were you guys trying to scare me anyway?" Trea asked, looking down at the new plans.

"Well, you know, just being us," George managed to say, but just barely.

Trea just rolled her eyes. "So what's tonight's problem?" she asked.

"The usual, money," Fred said, running his hand through his curly, red hair.

"Hey don't worry about it, the weekly fund is still growing," she said, scruffing Fred's hair back to it's normal uncombed self.

"Thanks Tre, we know," George said standing up and stretching. "Well, who's hungry?"

"Lets go down to the kitchen, I could use a butter beer," said Fred stand up and pulling Trea up with him.

"Well I guess I'm going too," she said walking towards the exit. "Should we bring something back for Lee and Ollie? Hey wait! Where are those two?"

"Lee is upstairs doing who knows what and Oliver is working on his qudditch game, ofcourse," George said. They were already half way there. Then they heard something. "Shoot!" Snape came walking down the hallway. Fred grabbed Trea and they jumped into an empty classroom. And George jumped behind a statue.

"Hmmm, I thought I heard something, but I guess not," Snape hissed, looking around. He saw nothing, so he kept going down the hallway.

Trea stood up and brushed herself off. She had landed on something soft, but her head was hurting more than every. "Thanks for getting off luv," said Fred sarcastically.

"Oh Fred, I'm so sorry!" Trea exclaimed helping stand up, but this plan back fired. Trea was pulled down to the ground again.

"Whoops, sorry Tre," Fred said standing up and pulling her up with her.

"I hope George didn't get caught," Trea said worriedly peaking out the door. There was no one there. "Lets get moving Fred," she said walking outside. Fred followed her. Behind the statue looking out was George.

"So, I'm just going out on a limb here, but I'm guessing you didn't get detention," Fred said with a laugh.

"Funny, ow, my back hurts now," George said rubbing his back.

"Come here sweetie, she said turning him around and messaging his back alittle. "Ok, let's get to the kitchen, before we get caught."

"Oh, but that felt good," George whined.

"Just get over yourself," Fred said, "Let's get going." They all moved over to the gigantic painting of the fruit bowl and tickled the pear. They all walked inside and grabbed some butterbeers. Then they quickly got back to the tower and drank the golden beverage.

"Well thanks for the drinks guys, I think I'll go to bed," Trea said moving away from them. "Say goodnight to the rest of the guys for me."

"Night Trea," they both said and walked over to their table watching Trea walk up the stairs.

"Phase 1 is complete, now onto phase 2," George said with a smirk. They both stood up and walked to their room. They walked in and sat down on their beds.