A/N: Thanks TammyHybrid21 once again for your review :) You now have earned a lifetime supply of cybercookies and cyberhugs from the twins! Yeah, Percy's not that bad, he's just Percy.

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Disclaimer: Meh. The Harry Potter universe is not mine, nor am I British, nor am I a millionaire. Sad panda bear.


During transfiguration, they learned a spell to turn matches into needles.

Fred, becoming frustrated with his match, found a rough area on his desk and proceeded to strike it, earning himself a burn on his finger.

"Ouch!" he yelped, dropping the match and sucking on his finger. The match dropped to the short carpet, which started smoldering dangerously. Andi looked at it warily.

"Mr. Weasley, I do believe you were specifically instructed not to set the match afire!" said Professor McGonagall severely. "Aguamenti." A small stream of water flowed from her wand to the carpet and put out the carpet and match.

Andi refocused on her match, pictured it silvery and pointy, with a small eye, and waved her wand at it. It shimmered a bit, but stayed the same. She tried again. That time, it seemed to acquire a metallic sheen and a slightly pointy tip.

After the class period, only a few students have made any difference to their matches. As it turned out, Andi was farthest along. She had managed to get a hole resembling an eye, a metal cover, and a pointed tip, though the match was still wood inside when she broke it in half.

"Excellent work, Miss Kirkwood. Five points to Gryffindor," said Professor McGonagall. Andi grinned at Fred, who hadn't earned another match, and George, who had only made his turn silver.

"Showoff," grumbled Fred as they exited to go to lunch.

"Git," Andi responded promptly. This was a game she enjoyed…most of the time.

"Teacher's pet," Fred shot back.

"Delinquent."

"Shorty!" Andi rolled her eyes. She couldn't rebuke that one. "Ha, I win!"


"Hey, Fred," said George during lunch. "We've not been living up to our reputation."

"How so?" asked Fred, looking up at his brother. Andi raised an eyebrow. She sensed rule-breaking was about to occur.

"We haven't even tried to break into the Forbidden Forest yet," said George. "We've got the Map, it shouldn't be too hard to avoid Hagrid and the other teachers."

"Oh, no. You guys realize the Forest is forbidden for a reason?" asked Andi. "It's too dangerous."

"Ah, but Andi-" Fred started.

"We know that-"

"You're smart enough-"

"To get us out-"

"Of any situation-"

"We could possibly get ourselves into," finished George, grinning.

"I'll take that as a compliment, but really. I may know some useful spells, but I can't stop-oh, I don't know-a werewolf, or an acromantula."

"Ack-row-man-what?" asked Fred.

"Acromantula. Giant spider, there's supposedly a colony in the Forbidden Forest," Andi explained.

"Oh. We should take Ron in!" exclaimed Fred, with a devious look on his face.

"Fred! That is cruel," scolded Andi.

"Come with us and I won't," he said, smirking.

"That's blackmail."

"What're you going to do about it?" asked George.

"I don't know, maybe write your mother?" Andi tried. She had a hunch that Fred and George would only respond to one threat. Maybe two. And that was one of them.

"You wouldn't," said George, aghast.

"You think?" asked Andi.

"Aw, c'mon, Andi, please?" begged Fred.

"Fine. Only to keep you out of trouble, though."

"Yes!" yelled George, high-fiving Fred.

"Why?" wondered Andi, but her question went unanswered. She turned to Angelina.

"Was that a good idea?" she asked.

"Doubt it, but it's too late now," Angelina said, warily watching the twins, who were now plotting.

That afternoon, plans were formulated. Andi made simple corrections to the twins' ideas, which were outlandishly impossible.


That evening, Andi snuck out with the twins, who had threatened to drag her out if she didn't comply. Scanning the Marauders' Map, she spotted Filch several corridors ahead and coming their way.

"Filch! Hide!"she hissed at Fred and George. They glanced at the map and pulled up a tapestry, revealing a small passageway. She climbed in after them and steadied the tapestry behind her as Filch appeared around the corner.

"Move, George," she said, scooting backwards and bumping into one of the twins.

"I'm Fred."

"Then move, Fred," she said, unable to see which one was which in the dark passage.

"Just kidding, I'm George. Oy, Fred, get a move on, will you?"

"I'm going, I'm going!" Fred was crawling further down the passageway. "Damnit, there's a fork! Andi, which way do we turn?"

"I don't know everything, Fred. Lumos." She lit her wand and examined the map. It led two ways. One of them led to the outside edge of the castle, on the side that Hagrid's hut was on.

"Left, Fred," she said, carefully checking the map.

"You sure?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Never mind, let's go." Andi crawled after the twins.

The passage continued for quite a distance. Finally, Andi heard a muffled thump and Fred's "Oomph!" as he landed on the ground. George also fell out-landing on top of Fred-and Andi easily dropped several feet to the ground, landing clear of the twins, who were hopelessly tangled in a rosebush. She grabbed Fred's hand and pulled them both out, laughing quietly.

"Hey, that hurt!" he protested, brushing himself off. "It's not funny!"

"Yeah, not funny," agreed George, yanking a thorn out of his robes sleeve.

"Yes it is," said Andi. "Let's go if we're going to, it's late already."

"Fine, let's go," said Fred, setting off in the lead with George. Andi followed slightly behind, glancing around nervously.

Hagrid's hut was emitting light from the windows. Andi snuck through the pumpkin patch with Fred and George, and they were almost to the forest. Then, George tripped and snapped a stick rather loudly. A dog started barking from the hut.

"C'mon, go, go!" Fred whispered them as they ran into the forest, ducking behind trees but being careful not to lose one another.

"Who's there?" bellowed the enormous voice of Hagrid. "Hey!"

Fred had just ducked behind Hagrid and was now darting away, head low, towards Andi and George, who were behind large trees. Still, Hagrid saw the flash of bright red red hair and clearly knew what it meant.

"CHARLIE!" he called back to the hut. "IT'S YER BROTHERS!"

Andi winced. Hagrid's voice was hurting her ears. Charlie's yell was almost as deafening.

"WHAT?!" he yelled, appearing from the cabin and dashing into the woods. Fred grabbed her arm and they ran deeper into the woods, dodging around undergrowth and trees. They made turns at random, following little-worn paths.

After several minutes, Andi glanced up just in time to run into an unsuspecting Charlie. They both went flying onto the ground; Fred and George managed to stop. They stood, looking sheepish, as Andi and Charlie got up, the latter looking rather confused.

"Sorry I ran into you, Charlie. I wasn't looking where I was going," she apologized.

"It's okay," Charlie said, turning to the twins.

"You two are in so much trouble right now," Charlie growled. "If I hadn't been with Hagrid, he would have told McGonagall, who would have told Mum."

"But you were, and they didn't," said Fred hopefully.

"Yet," muttered Charlie.

"Why were you in Hagrid's hut, anyways?" asked George, a glint in his eye.

"Doesn't matter," said Charlie, not leaving any opening. "HAGRID! I've got them!" he called into the forest. Several minutes later, Hagrid and a big boarhound entered the small clearing.

"You-ruddy-lot-are in so much-trouble-" he gasped. "Been-running-all night-looking for you."

"Sorry about that, Hagrid. They don't seem to know how to stay out of trouble," Charlie said.

Hagrid nodded. "It's about time you lot got back to the castle before you're noticed gone," he said gruffly, leading them out of the Forbidden Forest.

"Yes, Hagrid," chorus Fred and George, looking equally disappointed and pleased with themselves for making it as far as they did.

As they traveled back, she noticed them pinning Charlie from either side and came close enough to hear a whispered question.

"So why were you in Hagrid's hut after hours, Charlie?" asked Fred, an evil glint in his eyes.

"None of your business, Fred."

"I'm George."

"Yeah, I'm Fred," George said from Charlie's other side.

"Whatever. Still none of your business." However much they prodded, questioned, and tried to trick him, Charlie remained silent. Andi wondered why he wasn't telling them.


Review, so I know it's not just me, my brother, and TammyHybrid21 in the great big cyberuniverse?

(And, Spoiler Alert *gasp*, Charlie's not a big part of the plot, I just had to throw in a random mystery which may of may not ever be solved except in my head.)