The news of the Triwizard Tournament set everyone's imagination ablaze. Who would be The Champion and gain the glory and fame that came with it? For the Twins though, were more interested in the cash prize while Dinah was attracted to the adventure.
Dinah however, was not foolish enough to try and circumvent the age restriction like her Tweedles. When she approached the two old men rolling around and fighting on the floor, she couldn't control her laughter. "My my, what dashing old men you are with your white hair and wrinkles." Fred jumped to his feet first, "No woman can resist a silver fox." Dinah merely shook her head at their antics.
The influx of new faces was a welcome distraction to most students and it provided ample new cannon fodder for Dinah and her Tweedles. While the Durmstrang boys were a bit boorish, the Beauxbatons were perfect targets for Dinah. Fred and George were far more reluctant to prank them. They were fully enraptured with the bevy of beauties in their blue dresses and perfect hair.
This became somewhat of an issue since Dinah had been cursing most of the Beauxbaton girls with pimple jinxes and cornflake jinxes. Fred and George shared their displeasure, "Now now Little One, let's not mar the faces of these lovely young ladies just because they are a source of beauty and inspiration."
The words made Dinah feel sour and bitter, something she did not like. What she did not like even more though were these ladies intruding in her school and occupying all of Fred and George's existence. They no longer devoted time to their workroom or even their other friends, let alone have time to prank with her. She was bitter because the moment those girls showed up, she was tossed aside like a wet newspaper, and their dreams put on the back burner, or at least that is how she felt. She knew she couldn't be the center of their world but she didn't think they would tire of her so quickly.
Dinah blamed no one else but them, they left her with more time to toil with her own devices. These toils happen to include anything that would take those girls down a notch, with their air of pristine perfection. So she continued her petty pranks and jinxes without them.
Dinah reached her limit and was pushed over the edge one day a few weeks after the other schools showed up. She had finally garnered the attention of Fred and George long enough for them to agree to meet her in the workroom to go over the next batch of jinxed edibles before dinner. Dinah had waited for over an hour rather patiently before she went looking for them. She came across them swimming in the Black Lake, despite the chilly afternoon, with a group of ladies from Beauxbaton, including their champion Fleur Delacour.
That wasn't enough to push Dinah over the edge of reason. However, what did push her into a raging fury was all their clothing strewn about on the lake's shoreline. As she approached the nearest tree she could see all their naked bodies entwined with her Tweedles. Something snapped in the poor girl as she watched them. Dinah made quick work of their clothing by casting incendio and then exacted a cascading stinging jinx on all of them. She did not stay to watch the chaos because she was far too angry.
Back in her room, Dinah looked at herself in the mirror. She never put much stock in her appearance but as she examined her clothing, a pair of wide-legged pants with an oversized White Zombie t-shirt and her lavender locks braided into a set of pigtails. She frowned in the mirror as she turned and rotated examining her silhouette. What was so special about those ladies?
Becoming angry and thinking of those ladies and their full-figured bodies wading in the water, Dinah ripped her shirt off over her head and kicked her jeans off quickly. She stood in her hip-hugging underwear and minimizing bra. She turned and looked at every inch of her skin and curves. She hid it all under her baggy clothing, after all, she was just little Dinah.
She was not one of those intruding beauties that Fred, George, and the other Gryffindors raved about. Her hips and thighs were a little thicker. Her breasts were a little larger and her face was fuller and less defined. Those ladies with their shapely legs and perfectly proportioned hip-to-waist-to-breast ratios. Dinah closed her eyes and relaxed her magic. Only then did she see herself, her auburn locks and green eyes she examined herself a little longer. If Fred and George only saw her as a "little one" then so be it. They clearly had no interest in one such as herself but in those mature lithe ladies.
Dinah heard a knock on her door and she peered back at her blue eyes and yellow hair. She threw her clothes back on along with her robes. Ginny was there waiting for her, "Ready for dinner?" Dinah smiled widely and held out her arm, "Why yes dear Ginny let us go." Just like that, all of her angst and animosity were hidden by her Cheshire grin.
As Dinah and Ginny made it down to the common room they were met with a sight that quite frankly took Dinah's breath away and made Ginny laugh hysterically. There stood her two Tweedles sopping wet and completely naked holding the burnt remnants of their clothes over their most unmentionable areas; their bodies littered with red welts. The Twins had not spotted Dinah and Ginny yet which was good because Dinah was too entranced by the tall soaking individuals, their hair wet and plastered to their accentuated cheekbones. They were flushed with embarrassment but there was fiery anger in their eyes.
The water dripped down their pale freckled chests and this was where Dinah started getting herself in trouble since she saw their broad slightly muscular chests. Their arms were toned and she could see muscles clearly defined. She followed their arms down to the deep V accentuating their hips. She skipped over the covered bits and locked onto their muscular well-developed legs.
Dinah appeared broken, "Dinah, you look like Guppy, close your mouth." Ginny whispered over to her. Dinah's reverie was truly broken when both Fred and George shouted angrily, "Chessur" She had never heard them say her name with such venom but it only stoked her fire.
Dinah skipped toward them with her signature grin, "Why hello Fred… George…:" Ginny was just behind her watching carefully the interaction trying not to laugh. "What the hell?" Fred spit out at her. George added, "Are you fucking daft?"
Dinah just smiled wider, "I am daft, mental even, you could also say I am as mad as fucking hatter so WHAT is your point exactly?" The discerning smile did not leave her face. They were becoming furious.
George started, "You burned our god damned clothes," "And then cast a stinging jinx!" Fred finished. Dinah's face didn't even fluster, "Oh? Well, I regret to inform you that no scheme of mine was intended to raise any sort of smile" Their anger flared, "What the fuck has gotten into you, you've been nothing but rude and inconsiderate and mean. Jealousy is not a good look on you Chessur" George spit out with venom.
Dinah continued smiling and stated with a delightful lilt in her voice, "Somehow you strayed and lost your way, and now there'll be no time to play, no time for joy, no time for friends; not even time to make amends."
"Oh shut it with your riddles. Can't you ever speak plainly? You're being right foul cunt right now," Fred yelled and there were gasps heard around the room, as they now gathered quite a crowd many of the girls admiring the view. Ginny went to step forward but Dinah shot her hand out. Dinah was beyond furious, so much so that her body released its hold on her inherent magic, and her hair bled to auburn while her eyes shifted to their unnerving green shade.
As she approached Fred she saw only fury in his eyes. "How fine you look when dressed in rage," Dinah spoke lowly as she leaned in towards his ear. She could not help but run her fingers down his biceps as she spoke. She looked to George, "You're lucky, too. Red eyes suit so few." Dinah's face was grimly set and both Fred and George didn't miss how her appearance melted into something else entirely after Fred called her cunt. Dinah spoke over her shoulder, "You're still naked."
No sooner did they leave the common room than Dinah grabbed Ginny's hand and turned down one of the more narrow hallways nearby where she promptly broke down. Ginny kneeled in front of her unsure of what was happening. "Dinah, what was that about?" Before Dinah could begin they heard more footsteps. Just as Dinah and Ginny stood, Ron emerged "Bloody 'ell Dinah, what was that?" He grabbed Dinah's arm and escorted her further down the dim hallway with Ginny following on her other side. Ron pulled them into a room that had been long since abandoned as a classroom.
Dinah peered at Ginny and Ron, her mind tossing thoughts around like a bouncy ball in a box. Ginny spoke first, "What made you so angry?" Her eyes met Ginny's sharp and exacting. "Fred and George were skinny dipping with a group of ladies from Beauxbatons, including their champion. All while we were supposed to get together to work on a… project of sorts." Ginny knew her brothers and knew why it made you furious.
Ron, always one with choice words at the wrong time uttered, "Those lucky gits…" Ginny shoved Ron and he looked confused. Dinah just smiled coldly at Ron, "Ahh yes, lucky gits indeed. Heaven knows the beauty of those young ladies far exceeds the likes of a cunt like me." Dinah looked at Ginny, "Let's just sacrifice the rest of these dim wits to their altar."
"I'm sorry, Fred should have never called you that. You're pretty enough Dinah, I swear." Ron tried to backtrack, "Look never mind this nonsense, and let's go get some supper before it is too late." Dinah agreed, if it was one thing that was a comfort at that moment, it was that Ron will always be food driven. However, she was stinging a little by his comments, 'pretty enough' but not quite there. Ginny wrapped her arm around Dinah and lead her toward the Great Hall.
The Great Hall was a buzz with chatter about what happened to the Champion of Beauxbaton and her friends along with the Weasley Twins. The fact that they were all caught naked as the day they were born by Mr. Filch just made Dinha giggle into her bowl of soup. They were punished for their inappropriate behavior and no one was wise to the fact that Dinah had been the perpetrator.
What made Dinah upset was other words being said around the house tables, things such as the Twins dating Fleur, the Twins scoring with the Beaudbaton girls, the Twins being so fit, and the Twins fucking the girls dirty in the lake. Those last words were like a javelin to her gut. As she sat eating she spied the two of them come in fully clothed and dry this time.
They glanced at you Ginny, Ron, and Hermione, and decided to sit on the other side of Harry and Neville. Ginny looked at Dinah, who was invested in crafting a mashed potato star, and then moved over to where Fred and George sat. Ginny gave them a flat look, "What happened this afternoon anyway?"
Fred had enough sense to look embarrassed as he pointedly ignored Ginny's hard glare. "Fleur and her friends asked if we wanted to go for a swim at the lake. Who are Fred and I to ignore such a glorious offer?" Ginny shook her head. "Glorious my arse George. You and Fred blew off Dinah to get your jollies off with a group of Veela's! No wonder why she is beyond pissed with you!" Ginny huffed.
Fred looked up, "They were all Veela's?" Ginny glanced over at her brother, "Aren't you the brightest bulb in the box." Both boys looked toward Dinah who was looking rather down. George frowned, "She really pissed at us?" Ginny scoffed, "Fred called her a cunt in front of the entire common room. What do think?" Fred just banged his head on the table, "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Ginny you have to talk to her."
Ginny shook her head no, "This is your problem. You made your choices so you live with the consequences. I will tell you this though, I think she is equally pissed about calling her a cunt as she was finding you two, completely naked, outright snogging a bunch of girls, also completely naked, in the lake. Girls with which no other could even possibly compare to."
The boys didn't say anything more as Ginny got up, sitting back next to Dinah. Shortly thereafter Ginny and Dinah found their way back into Dinah's dorm. Fred and George were left to wonder why their proclivities would infuriate their friend to such a degree. Hermione watched confusion fill their features. She approached them shaking her head. "Honestly, you lot of red-headed boys are some of the most dimwitted creatures." Fred smiled, "Far less dimwitted than our younger brother though." George raised a brow, "Well since you're so knowledgeable Granger why don't you enlighten us?"
'Let's suppose Dinah was swimming naked with a group of Durmstrang lads and their hands were all over her. What would the two of you do about it." Hermione didn't have to hear their answer to see it written all over their faces. "They would end up at St. Mungo's," George said rather coldly. Hermione smiled, "And wyt is that do you suppose." Fred and George looked at one another, realization dawning on their features. Fred voiced it aloud, "Because she is our Little Dinah." Hermione just flicked each of their heads and who are you to her, "We are her Tweedles." George said.