Tessa walked briskly across the congested street and into Hyde Park. It was foggy and quiet which is exactly what Tessa wanted as she sat at a bench and quickly made a paper airplane. She held the paper object close to her mouth and threw it into the air as it slowly made circles above her head and zoomed into the direction of Grimmauld Place. She stood quickly and followed the plane floating daintily above the tree line. A half an hour later she stood in a little park surrounded by tan buildings.

"Took you long enough," said Fred as he ran up to Tessa hugging her tightly.

"Had to take the scenic route," laughed Tessa as Fred let go of her. "Besides I saw you last night."

"Doesn't matter," stated Fred. "Still missed you."

Tessa blushed as she let Fred take her hand leading her to a shed in a heavily forested portion of the garden. Tessa giggled as she spotted an older woman glaring at them by a fountain in the center. Fred pushed her in and closed the door behind them as the older woman shook her head.

A second later Tessa was in the hall of the Sirius' home. She gasped and began to coughed from the dust that kicked up from their apparition. She looked took a longer look of the hallway not illuminated by light instead of dim lamps. The wallpaper was a faded baroque design and ripping off at the edges. She tripped over a lump in the hall way rug, and Fred caught her smirking at her nearly kneeling towards his waist.

"If you wanted that," said Fred quietly. "You could've asked when we're in my room."

Tessa pushed out of his grip and they both laughed as Fred nudged her to open the door into the chattering kitchen.

"Tess," said Harry excitedly he stood up and hugged her tight as he motioned her to sit down at the long table.

"Where's the adults," said Tessa looking around at the meal before her.

"They're having a meeting," said Hermione without looking up from her book.

"Hello to you too," muttered Tessa as she sat in between Fred and George and reached for a buttermilk biscuit.

"It's not that hard to use Ron," spat Harry quietly as he sauntered into the room.

Ron followed shaking two ears tangled in rubber like strings.

"Oi," shouted the twins in unison.

"Crookshanks," sputtered Ron putting the tangled ears behind his back.

"Ronald," spat Hermione closing her book and Crookshanks leaping from her lap.

"Hey Tess," said Harry as the twins cornered Ron yanking the ears out of his hands and untying them visibly annoyed.

"Hello," mumbled Tessa. "Nice to see that invention came to life."

"It's very handy," retorted Harry smiling lightly.

"Handy indeed," replied Fred over his shoulder.

"So," said Harry sitting next to Tessa before the twins could. "How long will you be here?"

"Until their finished talking," said Tessa nonchalantly. "Maybe stay the night."

"What are they doing?" Asked Harry leaning closer into Tessa.

"I know as much as you do," sighed Tessa winking at Hermione.

Harry nodded looking unsatisfied by her answer. Tessa glanced at Fred whom smiled slyly and both apparated from the table onto the stairwell.

"Come on," said Fred excitedly leading Tessa to his and George's room.

The room was musty and worn like the rest of the home. The walls were faded and barren with slight remnants of vine ladened wallpaper in a deep shade of green. The posted beds were sturdy, however with fresh linens that smelled of lavender when Tessa laid upon it.

"How was the Quidditch thing," said Fred quietly as he laid next to Tessa.

"It went well," said Tessa her stomach churning as she watched Fred situate to lean on his left arm, his body facing hers. "I'm red shirted."

"What?" Asked Fred lifting Tessa up into a seated position. "When?"

"I was told last week," said Tessa crossing her legs and facing Fred. Their knees touched as Tessa rubbed her arms anxiously.

"You know what that means don't you," stated Fred excitedly.

"No," laughed Tessa.

"I get to be your arm candy. Skeeter and her goons will go mad over the dynamic duo," said Fred with a smirk. "We'll be unstoppable as a business tycoon ca-noodling with the star Quidditch player."

Tessa's cheeks turned bright red as Fred laughed leaning in closer. A pop enveloped the room causing Fred to lean away as George jump onto the bed causing it to groan from the additional weight.

"Move will you," laughed George as he picked Tessa up and forced her to create a triangle between the three of them.

"Tessa's a Professional Quidditch player now," said Fred proudly.

"Ahhhhh," said George. "Moving up the ladder with us I see. Knew you couldn't stay away for too long."

"Oh shut it," laughed Tessa. "I'm not playing yet."

"Oh you will," said Fred. "Don't sell yourself short. Not even with us."

Tessa nodded smiling.

"So who's the lucky team," said George placing his face in his heads and leaning on his knee. "The holy head harpies."

"Knew it," said the twins in unison.

Tessa rolled her eyes.

"But what about Quidditch this year," Asked George.

"Can't play," said Tessa quietly.

"Ah now you didn't tell me that," said Fred sullenly.

"It's our last year Tess," said George.

"We were supposed to play Quidditch, pull pranks," said Fred.

"We'll still do all of that," interjected Tessa. "Just not academically."

Fred and George nodded smiling lightly.

"I can still play for fun, and I'll have more time to help out with your business," said Tessa optimistically.

Fred and George smiled lightly relaxing into the bed, until, a knock at the door jolted the three into action. Fred threw the invention across the room and apparated into the stairwell with Tessa and George behind him.