I do wonder if it's actually occurred to people that if they review, I will post more chapters...idk, just something to think about! I really love this story you guys, please let me know what you think!

It all started about three years ago at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. In their seventh year, Fred and George Weasley were just discovering how much power they actually had at Hogwarts. They were the pranking kings; no prank would go unnoticed. Each prank would have a greater, more lavish plan then the prank before it. They were bound to go down in history for the havic they had reined over their several years at Hogwarts. At the moment, they were figuring out how much fun transfer students could be. There stood helpless Emerald Shepherd, fresh hippie meat from the states. Both boys found her to look extremely ridiculous, decked out in her bohemian gear with the long skirt and peasant top. Not to mention they rarely saw her feet with shoes on them. She was a true hippie, apparently born and bred. Her parents were hippies from Liverpool, born while they were still swept up in The Beatles belief of peace and free love. She strode around in hemp tank tops and her forearms covered in woven bracelets and leather straps. According to George and Fred, she was just begging for a prank.

It took about two weeks for them to come up with the perfect prank. By then, Emerald had made a few friends, all of them girls who were vegetarian with their own form of expressing their inner hippie. It was late one night and the twins couldn't help but notice that Emerald had slipped out of the Gryffindor dorm room. They quickly followed after her, stealing Harry's invisibility cloak to help them out. This was a regular occurance so if he woke up to discover it was gone, Harry would know who had it. She strode down the halls, her hands stuck in her sweatshirt pockets. The twins stayed on their toes and only took a step when Emerald took a step. If you couldn't tell, they had done this before...perhaps one too many times. They didn't notice that she was leading them up flights of stairs until they reached a lone tower with a locked door. They stopped a few steps behind her, waiting as she pulled a key from around her neck and pushed it into the keyhole. She stopped, glancing over her shoulder.

"You guys are good, but I can hear you." George instantly threw off the invisibility cloak, not even giving them a chance to deny that they were there.

"How the hell did you hear us?" He asked. It was clear that he was upset. Their prank was ruined. Precious planning time had been wasted when they could have been selling their many fine products.

"You're wearing shoes, I'm not. You figure it out." She muttered. "You two are supposed to be pranking genius's." Fred slowly pulled off the invisibility cloak of his shoulders with a frustrated look on his face.

"It could have been one of the ghosts." He shot back.

"Ghosts float." She shot back. "Got any more excuses, because I really should be going."

"What are doing up here anyway?"

"The better question is what are you two doing up here?" She turned to fully face them with her hands on her hips. "Why are you two following me?" The two boys instantly perked up, mustering the most innocent looks on their faces.

"We…heard you leave…and…"

"Yeah, and we followed you to…make sure that you were safe!"

"That's right, to make sure you were safe!" Emerald continued to stare, her eyebrows slowly rising as each boy spoke.

"Uh huh…well I really appreciate you both looking out for me, but I really need to be going now." She turned back to her door with her key at the ready.

"Wait, what's in that room?" Fred asked eagerly. Emerald turned back.

"Why do you want to know?"

"Because no girl sneaks out in the middle of the night just to go into a room…what are you going to do in there anyway?" Emerald let out a heavy sigh, pulling the key back and letting it dangle around her neck.

"If you must know, it's my yoga room." The twins quirked their heads to the side.

"Yoga room?" They asked in unison. Emerald quickly nodded, finally unlocking the room and pushing open the door. The twins stuck their heads inside to see a very small circular room with a blue mat covering a good portion of the floor. A small window was open, letting in the moonlight with a small boom box resting just beneath the window. She crossed her arms, waiting while the two boys kept examining the room.

"Are you two almost done?" She asked.

"What's yoga?" George asked.

"And why do you get a room for it?"

"Yeah, how did you get a room? You're a new transfer student. You haven't even been here a week and you get your own damn room!" Emerald slipped off her shoes before slowly stepping inside.

"Yoga is a way to focus the mind, it's been used for centuries by people all over the world. And I got my own room because I asked for it." The boys stared at her.

"You asked for it?" Fred asked. Emerald nodded.

"I asked for it."

"You can't be serious." George muttered. "You got a room just because you asked for it?" Emerald pressed a button on the boom box, a slow humming coming from the speakers.

"It's possible that a cash advance from my parents helped me get a room, but all I know is that I asked for this room to do my yoga in and they agreed. Now will you please let me focus?" George and Fred became silent when Emerald closed her eyes, pressing her palms against one another and bringing her left foot to rest against her right knee. She stood completely still, her facial features slowly relaxing. They stared until they became bored, which honestly wasn't that long. Fred glanced over at George.

"I'm not walking back now, it took us fifteen minutes to follow her here and…we've got all of these cherry bombs…" Emerald pursed her lips together.

"Leave!" She exclaimed angrily. "If you're going to stay, shut the hell up!" The twins shrunk against the doorframe, their eyes wide with terror. She settled back into her original pose, letting out a heavy sigh and rolling back her shoulders. "Just what I need…two pricks to follow me and annoy me…"

"Who you callin' pricks?" George asked.

"You and your brother, or are you too daft to know that you have a brother?" She asked as she arched her back and brought one foot up and held it above her head with her hands. While this should have been interesting and slightly arousing to the twins, they were too focused on how pissed off they were.

"I am not daft." George shot back with his face scrunched up. "And you don't have to be such a bitch about this, we just wanted to have a bit of fun." Emerald slammed her foot down on the floor and glared at the boys.

"You two came up here to prank me and now you're getting mad at me because you didn't get to go through with it! You have no right to call me a bitch!" She stomped over to the door and grabbed it angrily. "You two are miserable pricks with the consideration of a flea. I hate you and I hope that you both drop dead." Emerald slammed the door in their faces, knocking them back a few steps. They stared up at the door as the music was turned up to shut out all other noises, but mostly to get the boys to go away.

"I don't think that went too well." George muttered as they slowly trampled down the stairs. Fred shook his head with his hands shoved in his pockets.

"Nope, not exactly as we planned."