I keep forgetting to say this. I do not own harry potter, only the changes that I have made to the story line. The characters all belong to J.K Rowling's. That should be fairly obvious though.

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The twins were in detention for their welcome back to Hogwarts prank. Detentions were something they were used to however Fred found himself laughing as he saw Harry come over with a cloth to join them in watching the medals and trophies. He had known they professors wouldn't accept her state of dress well. "It seems your joining us in detention then," He questioned.

"Apparently the way I wore my uniform was inappropriate," she mocked getting a chuckle. "I think the professor just wanted to look longer."

"Hardly, you're out here with us," George returned wondering what got into her.

She however grinned and Fred had a feeling that her next comment would be very good and something his twin very much wouldn't approve of. "I am over half done my detention. Apparently, he felt uncomfortable with me asking if he put me in detention, so he could look down my shirt."

Fred roared with laughter as George gaped. "Who the hell did you say that to," George demanded curious but also a bit worried. That seemed suicidal…his mind ran through the mail teachers and it would not be something he'd ever say to any of them.

"Snape," she returned not at all bothered by her actions, if anything, she appeared slightly proud of them.

Fred laughed even harder and ended up unable to hold himself up. George was just gaping. "Your alive, how in merlin's name were you left alive," George asked completely shocked and unable to believe she had survived that. "That's...merlin."

She grinned, "Future glances down my shirt is a hypothesis. I thought his head was going to explode by the colors he turned.

Fred started bowing dramatically. "You are a goddess among mortals. I bow to your greatness."

"Are you sure you're not just bowing to get a glance up my skirt," She teased.

He just grinned unrepentantly, "that obvious was I," he joked as Filch came by ordering him up and they got to work. Fred chuckling every time he looked her way.

"I'm starting to wonder if you are completely insane," George stated. "You got guts Potter. Your batty but you have guts."

"Hmm, batty. My friends seem to think I am slutty," she challenged.

Fred looked her over, "Open, not slutty, drop your button down another and rise it up another and then maybe. No, your showing your stomach and just a bit below your neckline. Not near slutty levels."

She grinned, "hmm, is that a hint."

"Maybe," Fred said though George smacked him. "Apparently not."

"Leash," Harry teased referencing their earlier conversation. "Besides, I think my clothes are fine just like this. Except half the school seems to think we are stuck in Victorian period or something. Most girls in the muggle world dress worse. I mean I was showing my bloody bellybutton and my neck. Merlin forbid you show a bit of skin."

"You should be ashamed of yourself, looking so absolutely tempting," Fred mocked. "You should be ashamed."

"Honestly, I think Snape sent me away because I caught him," Harry admitted shivering slightly. "Will you make the bad memories go away," she asked creeping closer.

George rolled his eyes, "I give up but both of you can knock it off because I am not cleaning these on my own."

"Later," Fred teased. "I'll make sure I take your mind off it."

"Promises, Promises," she mocked using his own term against him though she got to work.

When they got to the common room George pulled Fred aside feeling that he had to remind his brother of an important fact before he did something stupid. "Fred, she's only 13. No matter what she seems to be offering, 13."

"I know, I know," Fred said waving it off. "It is just a bit of fun George. I doubt either of us will end up going through with it at the very least not yet. Just a bit of flirting. Some teasing."

George did not look completely convinced. "I'll be 14 in the end of September," Harry said from behind them, causing George to jump. "But thanks for protecting my virtue Georgie."

"Shit Harry, I thought you went upstairs."

She just laughed, "You realize I am only a year and a bit younger then you both right. I don't need you to go about protecting my virtue."

"I wasn't...I was trying to keep my brother from going too far but you seem fully alright with it," George stated. "Honestly Harry, aren't you at least a bit worried about...well people trying to take advantage of you., Even with just the shirt thing and Snape."

"I would like to see them try," Harry challenged, the look in her eyes a clear threat. "Because anyone who does try something that I am not comfortable with will lose a very important part of their anatomy but thanks for worrying George. I can handle myself. Now the question is, can Fred handle me."

"I guarantee that I am more than man enough to handle you," Fred agreed as she left with a wink.

George looked to Fred. "Don't even try until she's 14 at least, please Fred."

"Fine my morality. Eyes only until she's 14, as if a month makes a difference."

"If you were any older, even by a year I'd say 15 or 16 minimum," George stated seeming to be the only one to care whether she truly knows what she is getting involved with. They weren't innocent, but she seemed to make such a quick change. He couldn't help but worry slightly especially if Fred got involved.

Fred just rolled his eyes, he did know the difference between right and wrong. He wasn't that immoral.