Disclaimer:I don't own Harry Potter, but I do own Sarah Jane Stone-Black.

I'm really sorry for the wait! I would have had this up on Friday, but I've been out of town and I couldn't find a place with free Wi-Fi. I hope you all can forgive me and enjoy this next chapter.

"I'm afraid there's nothing that can be done."

Dumbledore sat forward in his chair, his eyes on the troublesome twins before him. Fred and George stared at the Headmaster in disbelief. To them, this verdict was impossible. There was always something that could be done.

"What do you mean?" The twins asked.

"Due to your neglect for following the rules, there's no telling when Miss Black will be herself again."

Fred shook the memory from his head and looked over at his twin. George, who was slouching on the couch, had his eyes fixed upon the fire in front of him. They were supposed to be studying for a Transfiguration test, though neither of them could bring themselves to care about the dangers of cross-species transfiguration, especially not when they had just gotten the news that their best friend was never going to be the same again.

It seemed like just seconds ago that they were in Dumbledore's office, receiving the news that the sweets they had allowed Sarah to ingest had rendered her emotionless. Now here they were, hours later, still reeling from the news. Fred opened his mouth to speak, when George cut him off.

"We've really done it now, Fred." His eyes were sullen. "We've really gone too far this time, haven't we?"

All Fred could do is nod. He didn't dare open his mouth. He knew that nothing he could say would fix the situation, nor make George feel any better about what he'd done to Sarah.

"I know there's a chance that she could revert back to normal, but what if she doesn't? What if she's emotionless forever? I mean, what if I never hear her say 'I love you' the same way she did yesterday? What if I never feel her hug me the same way? What if we never see the happiness in her eyes that she gets when she helps us with a prank, or-or-or when she visits us at the shop? What if we never see her do that ridiculous 'In your face!' dance she does when the girls win whenever we play boys against girls Quidditch for fun?" George gasped, "What if one day I shag her and she doesn't even show me an inkling that she wants it or wants me? What am I going to do now? I mean, I'm not ever going giving up on her, but what if she's never the same?"

"I-I'm so sorry," Fred uttered. "I-I'm sorry, George."

George looked over at his twin and shook his head, "It's not your fault."

"Don't lie to me, Georgie. We both know that it is my fault. You were the one who didn't want to pull this prank! You warned me that we shouldn't prank Sarah. You told me that it was wrong, but I didn't listen. Hell, I didn't even care. I was the one who was dumb enough to coax you into doing it with me. Even after we pranked her, you were the one who panicked about something not being right. And what did I do? I shrugged you off, Georgie. I ignored you and your concerns, and look what I've done. Now our little Prank Princess is broken and it's my fault." Fred placed his head in his hands, choosing this moment to close his eyes and take a deep breath. "I might not love Sarah the same way you do, but I really do care about her. I'm sorry George. I really, really am."

Fred was so angry at himself for all of this. He knew that by hurting Sarah, he had hurt his George. And if there was one thing that upset him the most was whenever he or anyone else had hurt his twin. The same had gone for George. It had always been this way with the two of them.

"It takes two to prank," reminded George. "Besides, we both allowed her to have candy. That's the stuff that really did it."

"We wouldn't have had to worry about her eating candy if I'd listened to you and not gone through with the stupid prank in the first place!"

"Honestly, even if you had listened to me, we still would have eventually pranked her! It's something we've been planning to do for awhile and just never could find the right prank to pull. If it wasn't this prank, it would have been a different and, quite possibly, a more dangerous one!"

Fred sighed. He knew George was right.

"I'm sorry to yell, but I'm not going to sit here and let you pity party yourself," George rubbed his eyes. "It's both of our faults, all right?"

"All right," Fred nodded.

The twins retreated back to silence. Fred return to his own thoughts, contemplating every 'what if' his twin had voiced. George fixed his eyes on the fire again, watching as the red and gold flames flicked about as wildly as his anger had seconds earlier. There was nothing left to say. It wasn't until the soft sound of footsteps filled the muted air that they snapped out of their trances.

"Are you two finished fighting?"

Fred and George faced a tired Sarah and got to their feet with a sigh. Neither of them thought about the possibility of her over-hearing their conversation.

"We're sorry, Princess," Fred started towards her.

"Yeah," George followed. "We didn't mean to wake you."

She ran a hand through her tousled hair, "I wasn't asleep yet. I was wondering when you two were going to clean my back."

Fred placed his hand on his forehead, "Oh, yeah, uh…"

"We'll, uh, do it in a second. How are you feeling, Sarah-doll?" George, who stood before her at this point, reached forward to cup her cheek in his hand. He knew that she was emotionless, so touching her wasn't going to send her into a mood swing.

"I'm a little tired," Sarah's voice was still monotonous, yet she nuzzled her cheek lovingly against his palm. "George, why are you two fighting about me?"

Fred and George exchanged nervous glances before answering with, "We weren't fighting about you."

"Funny, it sounded an awful lot like it."

"Sarah," Fred sighed. "You've got to understand, George and I were just discus-"

"I heard the whole thing from my room. It wasn't a bloody discussion, it was a fight. You two have known me for years. Do you honestly think I'm that thick?" If Sarah could have rolled her eyes, she would have. Instead, she settled for an emotionless blink. "It's not your fault, Fred.

"Come again?"

"It's not your fault. The prank, I mean. I know that you were the mastermind behind it, you almost always are, but it wasn't your fault. George is right. If you hadn't had pranked me, you would have eventually and who knows what that would have done. Besides, like George said, it was the candy that really did it. I should have listened to the both of you when you told me that I wasn't allowed to have candy. If anything, I did this to myself."

"But, if we hadn't had pranked you, you would have been able to eat candy without worry."

"True, but-"

"No more," George placed his hands on her shoulders. "Fred and I have already decided that it's both of our faults whether you agree with that or not."

"Princess," Fred stroked her hair, "please don't argue with us. I've had enough tension for today. George has too."

"We did this to you. It was our prank that started it all. Okay?"

Sarah looked from Fred to George, before nodding her head, "Okay."

George took his hands off her shoulders, while Fred pulled her into his chest. He hugged Sarah tightly; his right hand on the back of her head, his left arm wrapped around her shoulders. Closing his eyes, Fred gave her one good squeeze, kissed the top of her head, and let her go. It was George's turn next. As he lowered his head to give her a kiss, Sarah stood on her toes to bridge the height difference. The two met in the middle and took their time, both taking extra care to make their kiss emotive, even if one of them couldn't exactly express feelings. When they pulled away, George gave her a hug identical to the one Fred had given her earlier.

"Even though I can't express it, I hope you know that I love you," Sarah looked over at Fred, "both of you."

Fred and George gave a nod, "We do, Sarah. We love you too."

"And I don't blame you for pranking me. I can see the temptation for wanting to, and I…I understand perfectly."

Please review! Sorry to end it here. I only have one or two more chapters. Hopefully I can finish before the movie comes out.