Ok, I'M BAAAACK! I'm super sorry! my computer crashed so I had no way to update any of my stories so here I am and on a new computer(YAY!) so hopefully I can update more now. I have also started school again-FRESHMAN!- so yeah. Sorry.

"That's unfair, no one even knows it!" He shrugged. No, they do. It's on the paper on the board inside."

"Yes, well I'm not inside, you see? So if you could just let me in..." I said, trying to pry the painting open.

"Nope! That's not how it works!" He said. I put my head in my hand.
"You're psychotic." I said, walking away.

RPOV

I sighed and slammed the Daily Prophet down on the table. The black, bold letters screamed up at me as I roughly grabbed my messenger bag and stood up.

BLACK SIGHTED!

I was tired of the looks I was getting from my peers for this crap; I was tired of being reminded of my family ever day. I walked away from the tale, leaving the paper laying there.

"Rita! Wait!" A familiar voice called after me. I groaned audibly.

"What do you want?" I said harshly, whipping around and realizing that she was right in front of me. I took two steps back.

"I just wanted to say that I am sorry, I shouldn't have said what I did." She said quietly, messing with the strap on her shoulder bag. I just stared at her.

"Apology accepted. Now, if you would kindly allow me to continue on with my day, that would be great." I said, sidestepping her and walking off towards Merlin knows where.

"Rita! Wait, please!" She said, running after me.

"Why? I accepted your apology, now leave me alone!" I said, trying to walk away, but she grabbed my hand and pulled me back.

"Rita, I want us to be friends again! I miss you!" She pleaded.

"Why? So you can silently judge me again? So you can have another little tag along to make you look smarter, better, prettier? And Heaven forbid- not the only person that gets all the school's hatred dumped on their shoulders?" I asked angrily, willing the tears to slide back to where they came from. She looked only slightly taken aback.

"No! Of course not- I just miss my friend, Rita. You're the closest I have to a sister, and my only girl friend here- I can't talk to Lavender and Parvati as easily as I can you. I miss you, Rita." She said quietly, looking down at her shoes.

"Yeah, well get used to it. I fairly like being on my own." I said, turning once more to leave. Her hand slipped from my arm and I walked away from her still form.

"So that's it? We just- Aren't going to be friends anymore? What did I do? I'm sorry! I just want a friend that isn't Harry and Ron sometimes, Rita!" Hermione called after me. I turned so I was facing her, but kept waling.

"Welcome to my life!"

I skipped lunch that day. I wasn't looking forward to the glances of fear and hatred. Instead, I had camped out in the library with one of my favorite books.

I was deeply engrossed in said book when I heard whispers and laughter coming from in between some bookshelves a few rows down from me. I furrowed my brow and slowly got up, walking quietly towards the noise. I rounded the corner and just stood there. the two red-headed twins hadn't noticed me yet.
"What are you two doing?" I asked, annoyed that they had interrupted my reading. Their heads shot up so fast that they collided, sending both backwards with moans of pain.

"Bloody hell! George!" One said.

"It was your fault, Fred!" The other replied, both holding their foreheads. I quickly shushed them when I saw the looks being sent our way from the librarian.

I cleared my throat, "Again. What in Merlin's name are you two doing back here?" I asked, my hands on my hips. They both looked up at me as if they had forgotten I was even standing here.

"Why would you like to know, Black?" I really needed to learn their names- One asked, but with no malice hidden in his voice.

"Because, I just so happened to be trying to read over there, and I can hear you two giggling and babbling like two blondes over the new hot guy in school." I said, the anger coming back.

"Oh, Right-o. Sorry about that- We'll be quieter. Won't we, George?" I'm guessing Fred- asked. George nodded his head.

"Thank you." I said, turning to leave, when something caught my eye.

"What is that?" I asked, trying to peer around them. They quickly blocked my line of sight.

"Nothing. Absolutely nothing." George said. He was on the left. Fred was on the right.

"It doesn't look like nothing to me- Let me see! I won't tell on you." I pleaded, all thoughts of my book draining away. They shared a look.

"This is top secret information." Fred said.

"And we can't simply share it with anyone." George continued.

"But if you insist..." They said together. I looked back and forth between them, not even bothering to hide my amusement at their twin antics.

"Yes, I do insist, I must." I replied, sitting down on the floor next to them.

"We're working on our latest prank." Fred whispered, leaning in closer. I was momentarily distracted by his scent. but masked my features to that of indifference. He smelled quite nice.

"And it just so happens to involve a certain slimy used-to-be-Slytherin..." George finished, also leaning in closer.

"Snape?" I asked, They both quickly shushed me, and looked around as if there would be spies listening in. They nodded their heads, identical smiles on their faces. Fred's was more of a lopsided grin, though.

I wonder if Neville smiles like that... I thought as the twins explained their master plan to me.