Well, here's your chapter! I was worried I wouldn't get it done on time, but I did! Enjoy! Paper planes!
"What happened to you guys?" Katherine asked, having bumped into the Quidditch team, minus Harry, who she assumed had just left early. They were all drenched and looking very disgruntled, Fred and George were covered in mud. It was actually almost funny, it was almost impossible to tell their hair was red like this, instead it was brown, it was funny for them to be the ones lacking their natural hair colour.
"Fred and George were being idiots," Alicia informed her, at the same time Angelina spoke.
"Snape's refereeing the next match."
"Ah, ok, I guess that explains it," Katherine nodded, "Any idea why?"
"None," Oliver sighed, looking rather exhausted, apparently it took a lot of energy to be Quidditch captain. Katherine doubted the twins helped anything, Oliver continued, "He's going to be totally biased and we finally had a chance at the cup!"
"Oh, please," Katherine rolled her eyes, the team gawped at her, "Harry's an amazing Seeker, even if he's only had one match, if he catches the Snitch fast enough Snape's bias won't have enough time to seriously affect the game. Besides, he'll be playing at his best, he's the type who pushes all the boundaries. Not like you two," a gesture at Fred and George, "but he pushes to prove that everything he does is the best he can do. Except schoolwork."
"How come you know Harry so well?" George asked thoughtfully, Fred nodded, as usual following the same train of thought. The girls just stared at her and Oliver had a hopeful look in his eyes.
"I study with Hermione," Katherine reminded the twins, raising an eyebrow at them, "I've told you this, and Hermione's friends with Harry."
"Wait, if you just study with her how do you have time to talk?" Katie asked.
"We're both at the top of our classes, she's a little more focused than me, but she can still talk and work at the same time," Katherine shrugged, "Plus those three are in the library a lot lately."
"Well, that's mildly disappointing," was Fred's response, Katherine rolled her eyes.
"Yes, I'm sure it's horribly disappointing for you that your brother may be applying himself to his school work," she sighed.
"Well, one would hope that he'd have better things to do with his time," George replied.
"Like breaking rules, causing trouble and pretty much anything else that'll waste time?" Katherine asked.
"Hey!" Multiple voices snapped, Katherine frowned at the group.
"I didn't say Quidditch was a waste of time," she huffed, "Honestly, you'd think I'd killed someone. Merlin forbid anyone ever insult the game while locked in a room with you lot."
This made everyone laugh and Katherine smiled, glad she'd been able to cheer her friends up. George nudged her and winked when she looked up at him, showing that the twins had worked out she'd done that intentionally. She raised an eyebrow questioningly, feigning ignorance, and Fred chuckled again.
"C'mon Katty," Fred whined, "We don't even listen in History of Magic, why are we doing the homework?"
"You asked me to help you with homework," Katherine replied, looking up from her Arithmacy homework, "So you are going to do all your homework."
This was why Katherine rarely agreed to help the boys with their homework, they never actually wanted to do it. On the other hand, Angelina, Alicia, Katie and Lee had all been here originally and, because all except Lee were so busy with practise, she'd agreed to help them. The other three had headed off to the library however, as they needed more resources, Fred and George had stayed behind because they had that unspoken rule that they didn't enter the library if they could help it.
"What I don't understand," George announced, "Is that you spend all our practise time studying, yet you still have work now."
"I have more classes than you," Katherine replied easily, "Also my subjects are bit harder than, let's say, Divination. Which, by the way, I can't help you with."
"That's fine, it's not like Divination is majorly important," Fred shrugged, in the middle of folding a paper plane.
"Ah! Fred!" George announced suddenly, "I see…I seeeeee, we are doomed to fail this class! Oh, what a tragic fate!"
Katherine chuckled a little but rolled her eyes and said, "It stops being funny when you mock Trelawney at least once a weak."
"Ah, we are in need of some new jokes than," Fred declared, Katherine chuckled again and returned to her work.
"We have to come up with something really clever," George nodded.
"Like Kat!"
"No."
"Yeah, Katty's clever."
"She's more tricky."
"Oh, yeah, like how she always tells the truth when she lies."
"That makes no sense," Katherine pointed out, smirking at their antics, "And it's far more convincing that way."
"I think she just one upped us Fred," George offered thoughtfully.
"I think she did, too" Fred frowned, pouting he picked up his plane and added, "Well, she's the funny one now. I'm going to devote my life to paper aeroplanes!"
Katherine giggled, a proper girly, high-pitched, irritating as hell, giggle and she froze, her eyes wide. Fred and George's heads snapped up as soon as the noise registered, Fred's plane falling lamely to the ground as he jerked in surprise.
"What was that?" they demanded together. Katherine stared determinedly at her homework, jaw locked, she wasn't even going there.
"Katty, seriously what just happened?" Fred demanded, leaning over the table towards her.
"Three years," George breathed with an awed look, "Nearly three years of being friends and we didn't know you could make that noise."
The pair of red-heads looked at each other than back at Katherine – who was glaring at her parchment like she wished she could brutally murder it – and suddenly jumped forward.
"Do it again!" they demanded excitedly. This proved to be the last straw for Katherine. She slammed her hands onto the table angrily and glared at the boys, her hair also chose this moment to change to its brilliant red hue.
"I don't see why it's so interesting and I will not let you try to bully me into doing it again!" She snapped at them, sweeping all her stuff up she stormed up to the dormitory. The twins would have been terrified, and worried, except for the red that had been tinting her checks. They'd never seen her blush before.
…
"What are you two doing?" Alicia asked when the others walked in a few minutes later to find the twins looking serious and determined.
"Memorising," Fred muttered in reply.
"You're actually studying?" Katie frowned, eyebrows furrowing in confusion.
"Studying…Fred we still have work to do!" George exclaimed, "And now Katherine's pissed off with us!"
"But…it was so cute," Fred whined, smacking his head against the table, "So cute."
"Wait, is Fred broken?" Angelina asked, cautiously poking Fred with her foot.
"He's an idiot it's nothing new," Katherine sighed, coming down the stairs, "Don't hurt the table Fred, it didn't do anything to you."
"Katty!" Fred called, head flying up, Katherine refused to meet his eyes but he was almost certain she was still a little pink in the cheeks.
"Just because you two are thoughtless doesn't mean the others shouldn't get my help," Katherine announced, "Now let's get this finished, were not leaving until everyone's got their homework done for at least two classes and I'm hungry."
"Why to piss of the tutor you morons," Lee hissed to the twins, they just smirked at him.
"Totally worth it," Fred whispered in reply.
"Divination doesn't count as one of the class you have to have finished," Katherine said, looking over Katie's star chart, "You can do that in your own time."
"Dammit," Fred muttered, pushing his Divination homework away, "Now she's just being mean."
"I can hear you," Katherine replied, not looking up, George snickered and Fred smacked him with one of the library books and pulled a face. George snickered again, making a face right back before charming the forgotten paper plane to fly around the room in endless circles. Until Katherine, who'd just moved to looking over Alicia's History essay, pulled her own wand and made it hit them both in the head before landing on the table and unfolding itself.
"At least get your Charms done guys," she sighed, "That should be easy enough for you."
"Fine, we'll be boring and do homework," Fred frowned.
"Good to hear, I'm very proud of you," Katherine grinned. Fred poked his tongue at her while George chuckled and, with large sighs they both pulled their homework towards them.
"Do I want to know what you plan to do with the Armageddon of paper planes you skipped History of Magic to make?"
"Katherine where did you come from?" George demanded, jumping about a foot in the air.
"Class, which you weren't in by the way," Katherine replied, sitting on the window sill after she managed to wander around the expanse of folded papers littering the floor.
"Well, you see," Fred began, and Katherine had to withhold a sigh as she recognised his 'we are brilliant and hilarious, do not question us' tone, "It is Friday, and that was the last class, so the grounds are about to flood with unsuspecting students revelling in the greatness that is the end of the week."
"So you're going to attack them with paper planes?"
"Really Katty? Would we do something that crude?"
"…I'm sorry, is this a trick question?" Katherine asked after a moment of looking thoughtful.
"Well, I'm hurt," Fred announced, "Horribly hurt that you think so little of us."
"Don't worry, I stopped underestimating you a long time ago," Katherine sighed, "Ok, I wait with bated breath, show me what you've got."
"Ready Fred?"
"Ready George."
With that the twins both pulled out their wands and began moving them like a conductor. Two planes jumped to life and began an odd bouncing flight around the room, slowly waking the other planes in the room. Katherine raised an eyebrow but moved out of the way as the two trails of plains made their way out the window.
To be fair, the show the twins put on was fairly impressive, definitely entertained the students on the ground. It was like, synchronised flying, with the two plane looking impressively artsy for something the twins threw together. They flew loops and circled each other and, all in all looked very impressive, well thought out and unusual. Then, rather suddenly the two lines flew straight up before doubling back on themselves and spreading out so that they were no longer in lines.
"The grand finally!" Fred announced proudly and each individual plane began swooping on the student, who shrieked in surprise. Katherine watched the planes attacked people for a little, swallowing chuckles as the twins rolled around on the floor laughing.
"OK, you two have had you fun now," she decided pulling her own wand. Suddenly all the planes burst into flames which, having consumed the papers flickered out of existence.
"Aw," George whined, "That took forever."
"Ah, but you know what they say George," Fred smirked, "All good things must someday burn to the ground."
Katherine chuckled with the boys at that then looked at the window thoughtfully.
"You know what I don't get?" she asked suddenly.
"Why you hang out with us when all you do is destroy our entertainment?" Fred offered.
"I hang out with you because you need someone you from going overboard and destroying the castle," Katherine retorted easily, "No, what confuses me is, how come so many pure blood wizards can make paper aeroplanes when you probably don't even know what aeroplanes are?"
"We know what aeroplanes are!" George replied, Katherine raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah," Fred agreed, "Dad told us about them once, there like giant enclosed brooms right? That fit lots of Muggles on them?"
"But they look like giant metal birds," George nodded seriously. Katherine watched them for a moment to figure out if they were joking, when she decided they weren't she burst into laughter.
"Oh Merlin, you guys talking about muggle stuff is kind of hilarious," she informed them, "Now let's get out of here before someone track the paper plane fiasco back to this tower."
"Right," Fred and George nodded, jumping up, "So what shall we do now."
"I was thinking of going to wander around the grounds, but who knows when another swarm of wild paper planes will turn up, so it's up to you guys," Katherine shrugged.
"Hehe, wild paper planes," Fred snickered, Katherine rolled her eyes.
"What about George, anything incredibly intelligent to say like you brother here?" Katherine asked.
"Let's go flying," George suggested, "Fred and I only fly for practise most of the time and you're almost never on a broom."
"Yeah, I haven't flown in a while," Katherine agreed, "Sounds good! Let's go!"
"Yay, flying!" Fred cheered happily, apparently not having noticed Katherine's jab at him.
"Bet I can do some cooler tricks than you two," she challenged because, things were always more interesting if the twins had a challenge.
"Oh, you are so one!" they replied, grinning widely.
…
"Turns out doing broom stunts are a lot harder when it stars raining," Fred sighed. Katherine nodded and chuckled.
"You're lucky we caught you," she pointed out, "Why were you flying at the hoops anyway?"
"Because we were doing tricks, I didn't exactly think about the rain. I got used to flying in it 'cause of practise."
"You're lucky Madam Pomfrey can fix things so fast, Wood would have a fit."
"Yeah; 'Dammit Fred! Now I have to find another Beater. What were you thinking so close to a match?'"
"He cares so much."
"Don't be sarcastic now kids," George chuckled.
"That's my line," Katherine whined, "So what's the verdict."
"About an hour," George sighed, "She's worried he's got a concussion or some equally serious head injury."
"No, he seems the normal level of moronic," Katherine shrugged.
"Sitting right here," Fred pointed out with a pout.
"Oh hush," Katherine chided, "You stay here then George, I'll go get some food. We can get more once Fred's healed because we're currently missing dinner."
"Yeah, all right," George sighed, "See ya then."
"She's so concerned for my well-being," Fred frowned.
"Toughen up, she knows your fine," George rolled his eyes, "We've put ourselves through worse."
"Your mean," Fred whined, "Show a little sympathy, I almost died."
"Yep, and thanks to Katherine you're not a pancake smearing the Quidditch field," George pointed out, easily taking one of the seats near the bed, "Amazing reflexes."
"Shut up," Fred said, rolling his eyes, "And next time we decide to do tricks in the rain, please just Hex me."
"Ok," Katherine called out, re-entering the room, "I got the basics, dinner like food and stuff, even magic medicine is disgusting so I also got you your favourite chocolate pudding, and some cream but I'm staying in firm control of that…What?"
She'd suddenly realised both the twins were just staring at her as she rattled off about the food, "Do you guys want to eat or what?"
"Yep, looks good," George nodded, grabbing some for himself and tossing some over to Fred. Katherine put the pudding down on the bedside table and made herself comfortable.
"Oh, honestly," Madam Pomfrey exclaimed when she came in to find them eating and laughing, "Could you at least act like you regret this? And where did you get that food?"
"We caught him though," Katherine pointed out logically, "And it's not like we were fighting, it was just an accident. Also it's dinner time, I thought Fred would like something to eat."
"Very well," Pomfrey sighed, checking up on Fred, "All right, you're free to go."
"Brilliant," Fred grinned, jumping out of bed, happily eating his pudding.
"Honestly," Madam Pomfrey huffed as the trio walked out of the room, "Just like those Marauders."
"Oi, Kat, Dumbledore's here," Lee said, pointing over to the teachers stands. Katherine looked over curiously and recognised the rather distinctive figure of Dumbledore.
"He rarely comes to games, wonder what he's doing here," she said thoughtfully. Lee turned to his other side where McGonagall sat.
"Any idea's Professor?" he asked. Katherine smacked her hand against her face, friggen moron.
"It is not unheard of for Professor Dumbledore to come to Quidditch matches," McGonagall replied, and it had an air of a practiced response, Katherine noted, "Now focus Jordan, as it apparently takes a lot of energy for you to remember to be unbiased."
Katherine snickered and looked off into space as Lee glared at her. Her eyes travelled to Dumbledore again, why was he here? She thought back to the last game, immediately remembering Harry's haywire broom. Obviously they thought there was some serious danger, which meant they thought who ever had been cursing Harry's broom might try again. That'd explain why Snape had chosen to referee when he had no apparent love for the game. Also he apparently Snape hadn't been aware of this arrangement and she smirked at seeing him looking even more sour than usual.
"Look at them go!" Lee started his commentary, "Every looks to be playing at their best today! The Gryffindor Chasers racing down the pitch! And, what's this? One of the Weasley's has got a good hit on the Bludger! Right at Snape apparently."
Katherine groaned, glaring at the red headed figure who appeared to be trying to hide his snickers, failing abysmally.
"So, penalty to Hufflepuff, though I'm sure that hit was just a slip on Weasley's part," Lee continued, proving better at hiding his snickers than the red head. Katherine narrowed her eyes at him because, really? He just continued with the commentary, "And, wait! What's this? The Gryffindor's Seeker's just gone into an extreme nose dive, are we seeing more trouble with his broom? Or has he spotted the Snitch? He's streaking past like lightning, just missing Professor Snape on his was down. You need to work on your aim Harry."
"Jordan!"
"Right, sorry Professor."
"He's going to kill you next Potions class," Katherine pointed out with a roll of her eyes.
"And he's got the Snitch!" Lee yelled over the cheers of the crowd, "This has got to be a record game! All of five minutes and the Snitch is caught! GRYFFINDOR WINS!"
Gryffindors ran down the stands to get to Harry, Katherine among them. Everyone's overjoyed at having overtaken Slytherin, even some Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws are cheering, purely because Slytherins no longer in the lead. Katherine wandered around the hord surrounding Harry and located the twins right as they bumped into Ron, literally.
"Oi, what happened to you?" Fred demanded, eyeing of Ron's nose as he ceased his insane cheering for a moment.
"Nothing," Ron replied, making Fred raise an eyebrow, "I got into a fight, no one noticed, its fine."
"With who?" George asked, Katherine fought giggles as she recognised slight protectiveness in his tone. The twins might not show it a lot, but they really cared about their family, no matter how much they picked on their siblings.
"Malfoy," Ron said lightly, "I hit him too, so it's fine."
"Aw, shouldn't go picking fights Ron," Fred scolded mockingly, "Tell you what, if you landed a good hit we'll grab you something special from the kitchens."
"Don't encourage fighting," Katherine said, announcing her arrival. She hit Fred over the head for encouraging the fight, then did the same to George.
"Hey! What'd I do?" George whined, rubbing the back of his head.
"I don't know which one of you hit the Bludger at Snape," she said questioningly, raising an eyebrow.
"That was totally him," Fred defended himself, pointing at George who merely shrugged.
"Too good an opportunity to miss," he smirked, Fred snickered, nodding in agreement.
"I'll hit you again," Katherine threatened, though she was smiling as well, "Now go get changed so we can head to the kitchens."
…
The trio wandered around with their arms laden with food and Katherine huffed again.
"How did you two, of all people, manage to get lost?" she demanded, she'd been following them after all.
"I can't see!" Fred defended himself, "It was one wrong turn, I'll get us back."
"Better do," Katherine huffed, then paused, cocking her head to the side at the sight before her.
"Fred, wait, look at that," George hissed, nudging his brother. Fred stopped and looked up the trio watched as the pale blonde first year stomped by, completely void of his usual composure now that he didn't think anyone was watching.
"Useless goons," they could hear him grumble, "What good are they if they just slack off in the Common room? And that bloody Weasel, giving me a black eye. What animals are those blood traitors raising? When my father hears about this… Not to mention that sad excuse of a Healer, saying she had to deal with Longbottom first. Moron was better off unconscious, Merlin knows I'd want to be if I was stuck with those imbeciles."
Throughout his speech the twins had begun to look more and more pissed off. Katherine, on the other hand, hand managed to juggle her food into one hand and pulled her wand.
"And this," she muttered, "Is for being such a little brat all the time."
That said she performed a few charms, fairly simple but effective none the less. His hair turned a violent shade of pink and he appeared to trip over thin air. He groaned as he collided with the floor, possibly grumbling something else. As she pushed the twins down the hall she finished by making a curly pink tail appear. Malfoy reached back at the strange feeling and, when his hand's found his new tail, he released and incredibly girly squeal, turned on his heel and fled back to the hospital wing.
The trio laughed non-stop all the way back up to Gryffindor tower, but it went unnoticed by the other Gryffindors because of the food. Fred and George sort out Ron, with Katherine trailing behind them. They found him grabbing some food, Hermione was waiting for him by the wall and Harry apparently wasn't back yet.
"You, are brilliant," Fred informed him, clapping him on the back. Ron looked up at him confusedly.
"And this is for you!" George exclaimed as Fred pulled a very sweet pudding from under his cloak.
"Our own brother-"
"-giving Malfoy a black eye."
"You may yet prove related to us," Fred nodded sincerely.
"But then again, we did just see him face plant with bright pink hair before growing a pigs tail," George pointed out, "So you're going to have to up your standards a little."
Ron coughed on his pudding, gasping for air before he demanded, "You did what?!"
"Hey, were in the clear, this one falls on Katherine," Fred smirked, throwing an arm around Katherine, who just rolled her eyes at him.
"He's a prat, he deserved it," she shrugged, not mentioning that part of her did it to get revenge because he'd always been a little pain in the arse when she had to go to Malfoy Manor.
"It was brilliant," George said solemnly, "And now-"
"-we must find the others and tell them of how well we have converted you!" Fred yelled, weaving between the people to seek out Lee.
"For Merlin's sake," Katherine sighed, then smiled at the gapping Ron, "Nice job on Malfoy's eye by the way. Now, if you'll excuse me I'm going to go make sure you brothers don't destroy the Common room in their mirth."
"Right," Ron mumbled in reply, extremely confused by what'd just happened.
Ah, I've been dying to mess with Malfoy. Also, apoligies to anyone out there who likes Draco, I do to and I fully support Slytherins, but he's a total prat in the books.
Moving on! I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter and it didn't feel to...bleh.
And, if anyones wondering, the bouncy plane thing came from the Disney short 'The Paper Man'. Just if anyone wanted to see how they flew, plus it was a good short.
R&R!