Title: Troublesome Trio
Author/Artist: hieisgirl1
Pairing: None at the moment
Fandom: Harry Potter
Words: 908
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of his friends or foes…Unfortunately…
Notes/Warning: No spoilers unless you don't know any of the characters and haven't read the books. Otherwise you'll learn of their names and some character info about the twins.
Chapter Three- The Threat
"I can't believe McGonagall sent you off with just a warning!" Lee Jordan said.
He and the trio of troublemakers were making their way down to the dungeons for their Potions class. They had just pulled off their first Great Hall prank at breakfast. All the way to their double-Potions class, they had been congratulated by students from three of the four houses. The Slytherins, who had been the victims of breakfast's owl attacks, only bothered to notice their presence in order to threaten them with their lives. After a while, the trio grew tired of the jeering and decided to do something about it. But it had to wait until Potions was over.
"I thought Potions couldn't get any worse than they already were!" Leila exclaimed as the group of four headed to their next class.
"Don't you think Snape was being a little too hard on us?" Fred asked the others.
"McGonagall told us to be careful and she was right," George answered.
"But he didn't have to be that cruel," Lee interjected.
They had just immerged from, in their opinion, the worst day in Hell. Snape docked fifty points each from all four of them because they were talking while mixing ingredients for their potion. Then he docked them another ten points each because their mixture wasn't the correct color when it was brewed.
"240 points!" Leila yelled. "That's unbelievable!"
"Actually, it's believable," George told her. "It is Snape we're talking about."
"Let's just go to Transfigurations." Lee led the group to their next class.
McGonagall had asked them what happened and listened as they told her.
"Now you know not to attack his students; directly or indirectly," she told them. "Now sit so I may begin class."
The group sat in the back and quietly waited for her to begin class. Once she started though, they didn't listen and began devising a plan to stop the Slytherins from taunting and jeering at them. When the bell forty-five minutes later, they had a plan figured out.
They went the rest of the day trying to ignore the Slytherin students as best they could. Just before dinner, they started their plan.
The twins and Leila walked down the steps leading from the Gryffindor tower to the Great Hall just as a group of male Slytherins came through a door leading from the dungeons. Just as planned, Leila tripped on the stairs and fell to the floor, dropping her bag.
"I'm fine," she told the twins as they tried to help her up. "I'll meet you inside."
"Okay," George said. The red-heads went into the Great Hall, leaving Leila to pick up her things as the Slytherin boys watched with interest.
"Oh, can one of you help me?" Leila asked, looking up at the group.
"Didn't you just tell those loser twins you didn't need any help?" one of the older boys asked.
"I lied," she said, looking into his eyes. "I just didn't want them to help me."
"Oh, okay," he said, transfixed by her eyes.
It was working just the way they had planned.
"Here," a younger boy said, handing her one of her textbooks. His eyes were locked on hers, just s everyone else's were.
"Thank you." She took it back and stuffed it into her bag along with parchment and quills.
She stood up and looked at the boys. "Why do you always say rude things to Fred and George?"
"Because they're always attacking us," one of the braver boys said quietly.
"No, they're not," she told them.
"Yes they are," a first year said a little louder than he wished.
"Do you have any proof?" she asked, eyeing them.
"Well, no," the oldest spoke up. "But we know it was them."
"If you want me to keep speaking to you, you have to stop acting the way you are towards them." She took turns looking at each of them. "Do you understand?"
"Anything for you, Leila."
That was what she wanted to hear. It meant she had them under her control; something the twins weren't expecting.
"Good. Now go to dinner and leave the two of them alone," she ordered them.
Without saying anything more, she moved to the doors and walked in, followed by the Slytherin boys. The boys walked to their table without looking to the Gryffindor table once. Leila sat down at her usual seat and smiled.
"That was easy," she told them.
"I guess," George said. "You were only out there for a couple minutes."
"They're stupid. That's all it takes," Fred pointed out.
"True," George said. "Let's eat."
The trio began pilling food onto their plates and ate.
"So, wha' did y' say t' them?" Fred asked with a mouthful of food.
Leila swallowed her food. "I threatened to not talk to them anymore if they didn't stop acting like jerks."
"How long is that threat going to last?" Lee asked, looking up at the girl.
"Don't worry," she told him. "It'll last for quite a while."
"Let's hope," Fred said quietly.
"I'll make sure of it." Leila went back to eating. There's no way they can't listen to me. They're under my control now, she thought.
The trio glanced up at the Slytherin table every so often. A couple of times they found two or three boys staring at Leila who quickly looked away when they noticed the trio looking at them.