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It's 4:30 in the morning and Anya is lying in bed, half asleep, and remembering her encounter with the twins. They always have a great welcome back night. Admittedly, they usually just plan pranks and scurry around the castle while catching up but this year was different. They were all older and at some point in the previous year, they decided to take their relationship to a new level. Anya knows that many people will not understand it but it feels natural and normal to her and to her twins. She thinks that Lee might have an idea about them but he has never asked and they have never said anything either.

To be completely truthful, they had never said anything to anyone about their relationship, even when they were only friends. Anya doesn't like publicity and Fred and George are okay with her staying in the shadows of the things that they do. Anya frowns as she remembers the tenseness that filled the cave when George moved her hair to the side and saw the bite mark that Kevin left there.

Remembrance

Anya leans into Fred more and traces her lips down to nip gently at his neck. Her hands move to his shirt and she lifts it up, pulling it over his head. George, not moving from behind her, pulls her hair to the side and leans down to kiss the back of her neck. Another shiver makes it way down her spine then George's tongue stops abruptly and he pulls back. Anya's brain is in a haze and she doesn't realize at first but then George's voice cuts through her thoughts.

"Anya," he says through clenched teeth, trying to keep his voice calm. Fred in front of her had been tugging at her own shirt but stops at the sound in George's voice. "What is this on the back of your neck?" he asks and pulls his wand out of his pocket.

Anya goes completely still, feeling like her blood veins have been filled with ice water. She had mentioned Kevin to them before but she hadn't felt the need to tell them everything he does in the summer; all of the depravities that he gets by with. They had never seen any marks he left before because they were always healed before she let any part of damaged skin show. She hears George whisper the illumination spell and sees the light as it illuminates her neck. He then gestures Fred around with a nod of his head and she feels her cheeks burn in shame.

"Who bit you, Anya?" Fred asks quietly before he reaches up and runs his fingers over the teeth marks that are raw and slightly scabbed over.

Anya sighs and raises her hands to her face, rubbing it vigorously before turning around and looking at the twins. "I've told you about Kevin, the boy that lives at the orphanage and goes to Durmstrang," she hedges.

"Yes, you told us about him and that he torments you while you are there but you didn't bloody well tell us that he actually physically abuses you! What else has he done and why didn't you tell us more?" Fred asks angrily, his hands clenching into fists. George crosses his arms in front of his chest, his face imitating that of his brothers perfectly and Anya feels her own hackles rise at the confrontation.

"I never told you because you can't do anything about it!" Her own voice is irritated now and she feels a childish urge to stomp her foot at this indignity. She quashes the urge down and continues. "You live near Ottery St. Catchpole and I live a lot further away than that. The only reason that I am permitted to go to Hogwarts is because my parents put me down for them before they abandoned me. I honestly think that if Dumbledore hadn't said something to Madam Bonaparte years ago then she would have sent me to Durmstrang anyway."

"All of that is beside the point," says George. "It may be true but you didn't have to hide any of this from us." He walks forward and puts his hands on Anya's shoulders, looking into her fiery eyes. "You still haven't answered the question of what else he has done. We might have been able to do something about him! If the proper authorities knew…"

"The Ministry for Magic doesn't govern what the orphanage does!" Anya interrupts and turns from him, taking a few steps away. "It's a battle that I have waged with Kevin since he started going to that accursed school and it's my battle to fight!" Anya reaches up and runs her fingers through her hair before turning around again. "I am only facing muggle torments while I'm away and once I become of age, I won't have to face them anymore so it didn't seem like something I should trouble you with."

Fred closes his eyes and counts in his head for ten seconds while Anya watches him. He finally opens his eyes and stares straight into hers. "Are you marked anywhere else?" he asks as though trying to ascertain the extent of the damage that the unknown boy has done.

Anya sighs and relaxes her stance a bit. "I made him angry this morning. He ended up grabbing my arms tightly and they have bruises. He bit my neck to signify…" she trails off, trying to find a better way to say what Kevin meant by it without outright lying to Fred and George.

"Just tell us the purpose of it in his words," George says, seeing her internal dilemma and wanting to know exactly what kind of situation she is in. "We want the whole of it. We can't fight something if we don't know what we are dealing with."

"That's just it!" Anya exclaims. "You don't have to fight anything with it! It isn't important and I don't want Kevin to think that he has gotten to me. I don't want to give what he does in the summer any more importance or publicity. I want him to know just how trivial his claim to me is!"

Anya knows immediately that she has spurted out what Kevin said this morning; maybe not verbatim, but she has told the twins Kevin's intent. She also knows exactly the way the twins would take it: badly. She wishes that she could take the words back. George, in a moment of sudden realisation, asks, "He thinks that he can claim you and marry you, doesn't he?"

Anya nods her head and walks back toward them, sitting on the stone she had occupied before they got there. "Upon coming back from his first year at Durmstrang, Kevin brought with him the idea that he can have any witch he wants so long as they are not muggleborns. Durmstrang doesn't teach those students of muggle parentage who have magical abilities and they teach their students that muggles are lower beings. That muggleborns are not better than muggles and shouldn't be treated with any kind of respect.

"He knew that I was coming to Hogwarts because of my parents so he knows that at least one of them was a witch or wizard. I don't know why he latched onto me but from that moment on, he has insisted that I am his property and that I will end up being his wife. I spurn all advances that he makes but he doesn't care. With each passing year Kevin has gotten more aggressive in his pursuit of me, tolerating less and less of my constant rebuttals." Anya stops there and looks up at the twins in front of her. What if they think she is somehow unclean? It was painful what happened this summer but that boy doesn't matter to her. It was just at this point that she realised even though he doesn't matter, he can cause the ones who do matter to shun her and therefore, cause her even more pain.

With that realisation, she looks back down at her hands and it is all that she can do to not visibly shake in front of them at the thought of them leaving her. What would she do if that happened? They have been her best friends since she was eleven. Could something like this really be the ending point of their relationship, especially after it had started budding more in the past year?

Fred kneels down in front of Anya and lifts her head gently so that she is looking at him. After a moment of looking into her eyes and seeing the shadow in them that wants to bring forth tears does he finally ask the question that has made the situation so tense: "Anya, did Kevin rape you?"

Anya's face falls slightly but she stiffens her back and looks at Fred. "Yes," she says bluntly before clenching her teeth, waiting for their reactions. She would not let herself cry if they decide that she is too unclean to be with them.

Without a word, George walks up beside Fred and touches his shoulder, then reaches down and grabs ahold of Anya's hand, using it to pull her up to him. Fred follows her up and they both enclose her in their arms, surrounding her with their mutual love. Fred pulls away first and waves his wand at an empty area of the floor, conjuring up a pile of blankets and pillows. George leads Anya over to them and all three lay down, Anya between the two boys.

Anya is stunned that they are so accepting then comprehension dawns: they wouldn't leave her. Not over this. They may be angry with her for not telling them anything about it but they will not abandon her.

George leans up and takes his shirt off before lying back down next to her and kissing her. He presses his lips to hers harder than he intends but she doesn't back down. She reaches up and wraps her hands around his neck, pulling him closer to her.

Fred's hands find her belly and rubs along her belly and side, shoving at her shirt to raise it. "You are the only one who still has a shirt on, love. Now that we know exactly what has happened, let's take a look at the damage he has done. We will not leave you."

George breaks away from Anya and looks down at her, concurring with her earlier statement. "You are right, Anya. Kevin is not worth us fighting over." He helps her to sit up and she removes her shirt before lying back down.

"Just remember," Fred says from behind her as one of his warm hands rubs up her bare back, "Once you are of age, and when we are all ready to make our relationship known, if Kevin lays a finger on you then I'll jinx them off." Anya doesn't know if he means Kevin's fingers or his balls but she isn't about to ask at this particular moment, if ever.

End Remembrance

One of Anya's hands comes up and rubs against her lips, remembering the feel of their lips on hers. They are the best; they love her despite what she has to deal with during the summer and now they know it all. They spent the next three hours going over her injuries and just loving her. There was no sex involved; just them showing her no matter what happened this summer, she still belongs to them like they belong to her. That is the best part about their relationship. There isn't a feeling that they have to do something in their time; they can just lay with each other and touch. With a sigh, she finally gets up and sits on the edge of her bed, looking around. She really should sleep more but dreams were interrupting the peacefulness that Fred and George left her with.

Anya stands up and goes over to her trunk, pulling out clean robes and after setting them aside, kneels down to dig into the bottom of her trunk. She counts some potion bottles that rest there and grabs one of the eight which has a smaller amount in it. She would need to start making more potion soon since it takes three weeks to brew but this would do her for that time.

Making a mental note to order the ingredients, she heads off to the bathroom with her potion and robes. She swallows down the little bit of potion that was left in the bottle, making a sour face at the taste then rinses out the flask. No room for waste when you don't have any gold. Immediately she feels her brain pick up speed as the invigorating draft takes effect and tells it that it really has had enough sleep and it would be a fool to want more rest at this time. She has been having to do that most of the summer because nightmares of Kevin and a nameless face keep intruding in her nightly adventures and she ends up waking in a cold sweat. She smiles at herself in the mirror then gets in the shower.

Anya takes her time, knowing that breakfast will not start to be served for another hour at least. She thoroughly washes her hair, waiting so long to rinse out the shampoo that it drains down into her eyes and she spends another five minutes rinsing her stinging ocular organs. After that painful experience she finishes rather quickly and gets out. She dresses, deciding not to put on any make-up today in due to her already irritated eyes and goes down to the common room.

As she leaves the common room and makes her way down to the Great Hall she wonders whether Professor Flitwick will be up yet so that she can get her schedule. When she enters the Great Hall, she finds that many of the professors are already there eating breakfast and talking amongst themselves or looking over parchment. Possibly getting a head start on what classes their sixth and seventh years will be taking. Anya takes her seat at the Ravenclaw table and dips herself out some porridge. While she's eating, Professor Flitwick comes down to the table and clears his throat.

"Hello, Miss Fitzpatrick! You're up early today," he says in his squeaky voice after Anya swallows and turns around.

"Yes I am, Professor! You are as well! I couldn't sleep anymore and came down in the hopes that I could go ahead and get my schedule for this term!" She smiles brightly at the short man, always loving his easy manner.

"I got up early to make an attempt at going through schedules quickly, so yes, I think that I can help you with getting yours written up. Do you know what you would like to take for N.E.W.T. classes? I have your O.W.L. grades here so that I can compare!" He raises a piece of parchment that he is holding to showing proof that he has her grades.

Anya nods her head and turns around on the bench, straddling it instead of being half-turned. "I have thought about it and I want to take Astronomy, Charms, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Herbology, Potions, Transfiguration, and Advance Study of Ancient Runes, please!" As she listed them off, Professor Flitwick nods his head to each request then pulls out his wand and taps the piece of parchment in front of him.

"A very large course load but I don't think you will have any trouble, except perhaps in my own class. We shall see, though! Here you go!" He hands the piece of parchment to her and scuttles off back towards the staff table. People start to slowly meander into the Great Hall as she looks at her time table.

Anya stands up, abandoning her porridge, and continues her perusal of the timetable as she leaves and heads up the marble staircase. It was barely past 6:30 so she would have an hour and a half before her first class, a double period of Ancient Runes. As she takes an empty passage, an owl starts pecking at a window nearby, a package attached to its leg. This was not unusual; Fred, George, and she sent things to each other all the time so she lets the owl in and takes the package before it flies off again.

A smile forms on her face as she un-wraps it and pulls out a telescope and a note. The note reads,

To our lovely woman in times when she might need a closer look. –W

They were so sweet to her sometimes. Walking back to the window that the owl had come in from, she lifts the telescope to her eye to peer out at what she can see. With a loud BANG, Anya is surrounded by black smoke and topples over, dropping the telescope. She hears two boys laughing through the ringing in her ears and stands up, coughing from the smoke that still remains. When she gets a peek at her reflection in the window she scowls and turns that scowl onto the twins behind her.

"You gave me a black eye!" she exclaims before lunging at them and their obnoxiously smiling faces. Looks like the pranking has already begun.

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Cliffhanger! :D Just to let you know, I have a full time job and write a lot while I am on my breaks at work but I am starting to write while I am at home as well. I hope to have chapter 4 up before Monday, though I don't know what I am going to call it just yet.

If you see mistakes, please let me know! I try to be as correct as possible. If you see some odd spellings, that is because I am writing in the British way so things like "realise" instead of "realize" is intentional. If you are reading this and from England, please correct me if something is said differently there than what I have here! Again, I want to be as correct as possible! :D