Chapter 9:
Riley's POV:

I struggled and yelled in the common room before they put a silencing charm on me, so I didn't bother yelling anymore, it didn't mean I stopped struggling though, I heard Lee's laughter and a slight groan of pain from Fred as he carried me down a flight of stairs before going into a room that was really well lighted, I heard the sound of a key locking the door, which only caused me to fight a bit more.

"Fred, George… you didn't really do it, did you?" I heard Ginny ask as I heard George take of the silencing charm.

"THEY DID NOW GET THEM TO PUT ME DOWN BEFORE I COME FOR MY REVENGE WHEN I HAVE WEAPONS AGAIN" I screamed, struggling wildly as a few people laughed.

"If you want me to" he dropped me on the ground so I landed on the ground ungracefully, and because I couldn't be bothered to stand up and slap him, I settled for glaring, he simply laughed at me… I'd teach that boy!

"You laugh now, but you won't be laughing when I crawl out from under your bed tonight" I threatened… being a child of Hermes, I'm usually not that good at threats unless it involves stealing, but I still had one last thing up my sleeve… quite literally. "And you can also say goodbye to your wallets boys"

Grinning as I did when I explained the reasons for holding onto wallets, I pulled them out and waved them in front of their faces.

"HEY" they yelled, while I laughed, gleefully skipping around the room, before resorting to flying, though when I sat back down I noticed a strange fact, a very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very strange fact.

"WE'RE PLAYING WITH SLYTHERINS? HAVE YOU LOST IT? THEY HATE ME! TECHNICALLY I'M A MUGGLE REMEMBER?" I took a breath in an attempt to calm myself down, screaming this much wasn't good for my throat! "Could this day possibly get any worse? First of all I was attacked by two idiotic red-heads and their friend, now I'm being forced to play 7 minutes in heaven… with people that I have a mutual hate with… what's next?"

"Um… I-"

"NO! DON'T START!" I stood and started poking Fred's chest with every syllable. "I would prefer a hydra attack over this… an 8 headed hydra, even if 4 of those heads breathe fire that would be better than this!" more laughter followed my sudden eruption as I muttered gruesome ways to kill and torture people as I stormed over to Ginny and Hermione, and I must say, though those two are both younger than me they make great company!

"Sorry about that" Ginny apologized for her brothers.

"You're brothers really are dumb and dumber! But don't worry, it's a wonder that they sometimes don't prank in class… I guess that's the biggest prank they throw, making people expect something big and get paranoid over every noise… hey… I should try that out on my siblings when I get back home… though we haven't been pranking all that much lately"

"Why?" Lee asked… I looked over for a second about to answer when I leapt about 3 foot into the air.

"How long have you been there?"

"Since we entered, so why?"

"With a battle just a year ago, and a couple of people already dead not to mention a war approaching… why would we prank… perhaps to lighten the mood, but what's the point in a prank if you can't enjoy it?"

"Point" he replied, before the twins started explaining the rules to everyone, I quickly looked over the Slytherins… all of them were in the same year as Harry and what surprised me was that two Slytherins with shaggy black hair were sitting there… now don't get me wrong, they don't really look alike, the only things in common they have is shaggy black hair and pale skin though their auras came off differently, and I immediately recognized one of them.

"It can't be" I said walking over, completely interrupting the explanation of the game, with everyone staring again. "It must be" I continued mysteriously, forcing the seemingly 13 year olds head up. "No… no… no" running my hand through his hair I examined it, before twirling it around my finger, then I forced his mouth open, but he seemed to just comply with what I did. "It is isn't it?" I continued on forcing his mouth shut and inspecting his ears before pulling back slightly putting a hand on his shoulder and one under his chin to force him to look at me, so I stared for a couple of seconds.

"IT IS!" I declared loudly. "GHOST BOY" I screamed shortly after, throwing my rather petite (yes I'll admit it this once) form at him, he fell backwards and gave a short chuckle before looking at me oddly as usual.

"Well if it isn't the little thief?" he joked.

"Don't call me little!" I ordered.

"You are though" even though he was right I wasn't going to let him get away with it, sure, I wasn't that tall. In fact Lee and the twins probably were 6-9 inches taller than I was, and even ghost boy, who was 13 was quickly catching up to my height… well… at least I'm still taller than a couple of people, though most of the people present were taller than me, other than Ginny… she was about 5cm shorter!

"No I'm not" I said sticking my tongue out.

"Yes"

"No… I'm not because… well… I declare it so, so… live with it!" I stuck my tongue out at the end of the sentence, oh to be one of the oldest and still probably be the most immature person in the room!

"Shut up! If everyone knows how to play then we'll start, ok?" one of the twins interrupted.

"That's all I was waiting for Freddie boy, that's all I was waiting for!" people were laughing at my newest nickname for him, whilst he just shook his head.

"And for that, you're going first!"

"Good luck with that Freddie boy" I replied, leaning back against the wall my arms crossed firmly across my chest, thus followed by a few snickers. "Ya got a problem with anything?"

People shook their heads at my latest accusation, before going into a debate of whom first then… I was bored out of my mind so I simply decided to tune out, organize my thoughts for a while when I was suddenly (and for no apparent reason) jabbed in the stomach with something.

"You're starting" Fred stated.

"I thought we already settled that I'm not starting this?"

"We were talking about it, and you didn't say anything…" George trailed off, that's what I get for tuning out for a while.

"You can't blame me for that, the fact that I'm sitting still… without trying to steal or set something on fire is an accomplishment! You can't blame me for suffering from ADHD; it's my father's fault!"

"ADHD?" someone questioned, whilst I sighed in annoyance.

"Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder… Hermione, you can give a definition"

"It's a condition of the brain that causes excessive hyperactivity, impulsivity and difficulties in focusing attention" by the time she finished her definition I'd almost fallen asleep, as like always it sounded like it had come straight out of a textbook or out of a dictionary.

"Something along those lines; ghost boy also has it but less extreme that me considering I'm a child of Hermes… I mean honestly at camp we sell winged shoes 80% off, steal things, prank, try to set ping pong balls on fire, practise sword fighting, not sitting in a classroom and learning… that's just boring… sorry, bad example wasn't it?"

"Right… Fred can go first" George volunteered his own brother and I must say, I was highly amused for a while, though I did start trying to set a ping pong ball (don't ask where I got it) on fire, which did work.

Of course that ended a couple of minutes later (Fred charmed it to keep going) when the bottle landed on me!