The next morning I awoke feeling somewhat introverted, but was eager to see Fred despite the George problem, I was quite sure it was an accident and it meant nothing. So I hurriedly got dressed after Clarisse woke me up, and checked my braid, it was still in tact, but it had a slight disheveled appearance about it which I found attractive so rather than take it out I left it and ran to breakfast.

I arrived almost out of breathe, and smiled when my eyes landed on Fred, and a blush painted my cheeks as memories of our last meeting drifted to mind. He looked up and blushed, but I wouldn't have noticed it had I not seen the original color of his ears before he had seen me. I plopped down next to him and got comfortable.

"Morning." I said quietly, looking at him, looking at me.

"Good morning." He replied as he linked hands with me under the table, our fingers lacing together as though they had been made for that sole purpose.

"Hello Rose." George said, and I noticed he sounded somewhat uneasy.

"Hi George, that's a rather nice waffle you have there." And with that I took the waffle from him and took a bite, savoring the cinnamon flavor.

"I thought you only stole food from me." Fred said pouting.

"Aw, I'm sorry love. Would you feel better if I took some bacon."

"A little."

"Alright then." And with that I promptly stole two pieces of bacon and bit into them as well.

"I thought you were only going to take on!" he whined childishly.

"You are such a baby, here." I held up the bacon to his mouth, which he opened eagerly, and dropped what was left of the small slice of bacon as he chewed happily.

I was well aware of a set of eyes on me and from the corner of my eye I saw George watching, with a strange look on his face. I disregarded it and continued to talk with Fred, while George stayed rather quiet, then after Breakfast Fred walked me to my first class.

"Did you notice anything strange about George this morning?" Fred asked.

"Well, he was rather quiet, why do you ask?" I said worriedly, knowing that if he pried I would end up blabbing about what almost happened last night.

"He's not normally that quiet. I think something is up. It started last night, after he was picking on you."

I felt myself tense, and tried to hide it.

"Oh? Well maybe he's coming down with something, it is that time of year when people start getting ill."

"Possibly."

I was going to say something when I heard an excited, "Melissa!"

I turned around and saw my little sister rushing towards me, her blonde hair flying behind her, and her sky blue eyes that were identical to mine, yet had a softer look to them, whereas mine were striking and always thoughtful.

"Hello Emma, I haven't seen you lately. How is that scar?"

Her cheeks flushed and she held out her hand, as I took it, turned it over so I could see how it had healed.

"Umbridge did that to you?" Fred asked, astonished and angry all at once.

All my sister did was nod, for a second year she was rather small, and was often thought of as a first year. Her hair stopped at the middle of her neck, it had been longer but a boy had put gum in it and our mother had to chop it all off.

"Have you been rubbing the vitamin E oil on it every night?"

She nodded again, she wasn't shy, but she didn't really like to speak unless she had something important to say, but she was very loyal, caring, and already decided that she wanted to be a healer. She always wanted to help, but didn't want to be at the front of things, she was happier in the back ground. She wasn't the brightest, but so long as she was serious about her goal I was going to help her.

"Well, keep it up. I haven't found anything yet, but I'll keep working on it. Now get to class, you cant be late."

"Alright, bye bye." And with that she spun around and ran off.

"I can't believe that toad woman would give her detention." Fred said, still tense.

"Yes, she is such a horrible woman, I don't condone rule breaking or anything for the fun of it, but if I had the chance I would get revenge. She has no right to do what she has been doing, she's a tyrant and somebody must stop her."

"I'm planning to."

My head spun around and I asked quizzically, "what are you planning to do?"

"Cant say, but George and I have something planned."

"I'm going to help?"

"What?" he asked, shocked that I wanted to go along with one of their plans.

"Well, she is not fit to be a teacher, she is biased, ignorant, cruel, and I have no idea how she has the mind capacity to even get dressed in the mornings. Nobody lays a hand or spell on my sister, and gets away with it, not even a teacher."

"Well, George and I aren't just going to prank her. It's going to change this school, and it's going to be major, big enough where we'll have to leave school."

"I don't care. I'm going to help, whether you want me to or not."

He looked at me quietly for a moment, then smiled widely and said, "Welcome to the rank of prankster, we are planning to make history." I smiled and began to wonder what they had in store for Umbridge.

The rest of the day was uneventful, as was the next few days. But on Thursday, Fred 'abducted' me and we met with George and they went over their plans for how they were going to get even with Umbridge. George had stopped acting odd around me and we returned to how things were before.

"So, the fireworks will look like dragons?" I asked quizzically.

"Correct, they will be amazing!" George said excitedly.

"But, can't they simply say a spell to diminish them?"

"Well, yeah, but we're working on a way to make them charm proof. I've been in the library reading up on charms."

"Well, I know a hex that makes nonliving things immune to magic, but it's kind of complicated."

"Really? That's perfect!" Fred said, hugging me happily.

"So when are you two planning on going through with this?"

The two looked at each other, then at me and said, "Not a clue."

"Well, so long as it's all planned out." I said sarcastically. Now slightly worried, what if things went wrong?