"Ciara!" The twins said loudly, falling into stride either side of her.
"We're sure you're aware of how toad-like our new DADA teacher is." George began.
"She won't let us pick up a wand in class but, more importantly, she won't let us pull a single prank." Fred sighed dramatically.
"So to you," George said.
"As our chosen prodigy," Fred added.
"We offer a chance to get your own back."
"How?" She asked immediately.
"Right here,"
"Right now."
They stopped walking outside a wall as a door began to appear.
"I've heard about this- it's the room of requirement." The girl said, watching.
"And boy do we require it." Fred muttered, walking in.
"Welcome to the first meeting of the group of people who hate the Pink Toad." George announced.
Ciara dodged a hex Colin accidentally sent her way as she looked around the room. She grinned. This was just what she needed.
