26th December

"Good morning!" I said as I approached a very smiley George in the Gryffindor Common room.

"Did you sleep well?" he asked.

I smiled like an idiot, "Very."

George cleared his throat and took a careful step closer to me, "I em – just wanted to know – are you wanting to tell people about us?"

I closed the gap between us, "Well, if we didn't, then I wouldn't be able to do this in public…" I stood on my tiptoes, and gently pressed my lips onto his, wrapping my arms around his neck, surprising him a little. As we broke away I said, "and that would be no fun at all…"

"It certainly wouldn't!" George spoke, beaming at me, "Breakfast?" he asked, lacing our fingers together.

I yawned and nodded, pointing to the portrait door, "COFFEE."

George sat opposite me, eating a slice of toast covered in marmalade. He was staring at me. Don't get me wrong, it was nice, but first thing in the morning it was really off-putting. I managed to dribble a bit of coffee down my chin, which was followed by a giggle or two. "You've got to stop staring at me, it's too early in the morning."

"Katy, its half ten."

"I got up half an hour ago, therefore: morning."

"Besides, am I not allowed to look at my beautiful girlfriend?"

I put my hands up to jokingly cover my face, "No."

"Oh, hey Hermione."

"Nice one, George. I'm still not going to look at you."

"Do I want to know…?" Hermione's voice sounded, sitting in beside me, "I need to talk to you…"

I uncovered my face giggling, but I stopped after seeing the look on her face, "What's up?"

George suddenly looked awkward, "I will leave you both to it."

"No, George you can stay… It's about Ron…" Hermione slid into the seat beside me, sighing, "It was just as I thought would happen! Ron lost the plot when he found out I was at the ball with Viktor. Honestly. Viktor went off to get drinks and I asked Harry and Ron, who were sitting at the side of the room looking miserable, if they would like to join us, and Ron just gave me a really dirty look. It was only three months ago when he was about to pee his pants with excitement when Viktor arrived here! He's got a model of Viktor up in his room for heaven's sake and was dying to get his autograph! Ron said that I was fraternising with the enemy! Said that Viktor was only talking to me to find out about Harry and to get help with the egg! Viktor has not asked me one such thing about the Tournament! Viktor has been nothing but a gentleman. Kathryn, I could have killed him." She looked between George and me.

"Yeah, welcome to the 'I could kill Ron club'. He was nothing short of rude to me, either." I sighed, "Krum approached me too, Haff you seen Herm-own-ninny? Oh, 'Mione, he was so cute. He really likes you." I smiled.

Hermione quickly changed the topic as her cheeks went pink, "Speaking of people who like each other…" she looked between George and me, "Spill."

"Its official!" I said happily, taking George's hand across the table.

Hermione's jaw dropped, "Are you two…?"

"A couple?" George asked, "Yes!" he beamed.

"FINALLY!" Hermione threw her hands up in the air in happiness.

Harry and Ron meanwhile strolled into the Great Hall, looking awfully happy with themselves. Hermione glanced over her shoulder and received a particularly awful gesture and glare from Ron and I thought it was about time to put him in his place. I covertly took my wand out and secretly spoke the incantation 'locomotor wibbly'. This spell caused Ron's knees to turn to jelly and give way before falling to the floor with a splat. The jelly-legs jinx was always one I wanted to try out. It did not disappoint! As Harry lifted him off the floor, both George and Hermione gave me a small high five before returning to our breakfast.

"Which one of you put that spell on me?" Ron huffed, standing behind me.

I turned to face him, "I have no idea what you're going on about."

"You put the jelly legs jinx on me?" Ron looked astounded.

"Me? No." I played the innocent until proven guilty card, "I thought you just tripped over your own feet, or perhaps you overbalanced due to the incredible size of your EGO."

Ron took out his wand. George and Hermione quickly followed suit, standing, ready to defend me.

"– Stubefy!" Ron yelled.

"– Protego!" I defended myself easily, the curse rebounded and Ron flew into the air.

I stood out from my seat and headed towards the door to leave. When I heard Ron get up off the floor, he bellowed, "You'll pay for this!"

Luckily I turned around as Ron was about to conjure up a defensive spell, but with a bit of quick thinking, I shouted, "Expelliarmus!" and his wand came flying towards me and I jumped to catch it.

I would have kept walking but I heard a murmur from Ron that sounded something like, "I wish Snape had finished her off." I heard gasps around the room. George raised his wand, but I told him not to.

I stuck Ron's wand in my pocket and used my own to say very calmly, "Petricius Totalus." His body froze and fell to the ground. I marched towards him angrily, rolling up the sleeves of my jumper, leaning down over his stiffened body, looked him directly into the eyes and said, "If you ever so much as hurt Hermione's feelings again Ronald Weasley, so help me I will blow you up. And no, that is not a threat, that is a promise." I sauntered off towards the common room. George and Hermione followed quickly behind.

"Kathryn that was… incredible, thank you!" Hermione hugged me tight as we stepped through the portrait door.

"Looks like I don't need to worry about defending you." George smiled, "You showed him who's boss."

I shook my head.

Hermione laughed, "I know who's going to wear the trousers in your relationship."

"Their relationship? The lovebirds are finally together?" Ange jumped off her seat, shadowed by Katie and Alicia, "It's about time!" all three of them hugged me tight.

Then Ginny tapped my shoulder, "I heard the good news! Welcome to the family, sis!" she hugged me before turning to George, "Don't mess up this time." She warned him before giving him a tight squeeze.

"I won't!" George smiled, putting an arm around my waist kissing the top of my head gently.

Hours later, I could see Ron and Harry in deep discussion at our normal seats in the common room. Fred and George were trying desperately to distract me from Ron's dirty looks. It wasn't working. Hermione even took a seat next to Fred, George and me, just in case a fight was to break out. I daren't think about the reasons why Ron could possibly hate me, and embarrassing him like that earlier probably didn't help with his list of people he'd very much like to see dead or locked up in Azkaban. I could see Ron's face progressively get more pink as Harry tried to talk sense into him. Then he stood and made his way towards us.

Awkwardly Ron cleared his throat and said, "May I talk to you for a second, Kathryn?"

"Sure." I shrugged my shoulders.

Ron placed a hand on the back of his neck, "Perhaps somewhere more… private?"

"Here will do just fine, I think." I gestured for him to take a seat.

"Can I have my wand back?" he came out with it.

I looked at him and raised an eyebrow.

He reiterated, "Can I have my wand back, please?"

"No." I said simply.

Ron rolled his eyes and stood from the seat to leave.

"Don't you owe someone an apology?" I hinted.

Ron sat back down, "Oh, yeah, sorry Kathryn. You looked nice last night. I'm sure you and George will make a lovely couple." The whole sentence was completely forced and fake and actually made me feel angrier. George placed a careful hand on my thigh.

"If that were in any way truthful, Ronald, I'd be flattered, truly. But you and I both know this isn't about us. This is a whole lot bigger than that. But a genuine apology to someone would make me consider giving you your wand back."

Ron's face went purple and he clenched his hands. I stood from the window seat to walk away, having had enough of him. "Wait." Ron said, "Please."

I sat down on the coffee table that had previously separated Ron and me, I was now extremely close to him, to the point where I could hear his every breath as he was trying to make himself calm. "We have been here before, Ron." I said for only him to hear. I placed my hand on his knee for him to take, so that I could make our conversation unheard. He put his hand on top of mine, "Why are you doing this?"

He couldn't look at me, "I hate you sometimes."

I raised an eyebrow.

"Okay, I hate you all the time."

"Gee, thanks for your honesty!"

Ron shifted uncomfortably in his seat, "You're best friends with my sister, George and you are totally in love, Fred considers you family, Mum loves you, she sent you stuff yesterday, she sent me food from your recipe. She asked about you in her letter. I just feel like if they had to choose between you and me, they'd choose you every time."

"Ron don't be stupid-"

"That's me, your stupid friend. If you consider me a friend, that is..."

I was taken aback, "Ron, we've already talked about this…"

"So… You what do you want then?"

"I want you to make a massive apology to Hermione."

"But-" he looked outraged.

"You can say whatever you want to me and you can continue to embarrass yourself. But sitting feeling sorry for yourself is not doing you any favours, acting like a grumpy git all the time. And this jealousy thing with Hermione? Come on, Ron. Hermione going to the ball with Krum was totally innocent and you know it. And if you want Hermione for yourself, treat her like you do. I hate the way you make her feel. All she does is try to hold everyone together and she looked stunning yesterday and all you could do was give her grief and that was what annoyed me most. And these comments about you wanting me dead have got to stop."

"I hate how you're so good at this." After a look of confusion on my behalf, he continued, "You can sit down beside someone and make them talk. I don't want to talk to you. I just want my wand back."

"You know what you have to do." I said, taking my hand away, standing and gesturing to him, "Do not return to me until you and Hermione are on good terms."

"I still hate you."

"Ah well."

(It was a further four hours until Ron had swallowed his pride and spoken to Hermione. It was only then that I gave him his wand back.)

27th December

"I'm bored…" Ange said to me this afternoon, "I feel like there's nothing to do now that the ball is over!" she moaned slightly, a bit restless, "Fred has been a bit distant today, I heard him talk to George about a settlement and getting what they're owed. I haven't a clue what they're doing, but I hope it's not stupid!"

I laughed, "Of course it's stupid! It's Fred and George!" I said, knowing that they were writing yet another letter to Ludo Bagman about the money he owes them from the Quidditch World Cup. I wondered to what extremes they had to go… Fred and George gave up their savings and rightfully won! Next opportunity I got, I vowed to myself that I would try and get some answers for them.

"Still…" she sighed, "I just wish I had something to do… and before you mention it, no, I'm not doing any school work!"

"Are you wanting to undertake prank 2.0?" I whispered.

Her entire face lit up in seconds, "I thought you'd never ask! What shall we do this time?"

I sat with her and discussed a few ideas, making sure that no one around us could hear. Ideas included filling their dorm room with a range of animals including creepy crawlies, Ange wanted me to steal Moody's fake leg and put it into Fred's bed with him to cuddle and we also thought about how funny it would be to put the remainder of the girl's fake tan over the boy's skin then we decided on something just as daring. We were to implement this prank at 1am. We just needed to source as many plastic cups as possible.

I spent the evening with Fred and George, squeezing in between them as they sat on their window seat. I found it easy to distract them as Angelina got ready for the prank. I helped Fred and George write a threatening letter to Ludo Bagman. The letter was composed somewhat as follows:

Dear Mr Bagman,

This marks the fifth letter we have sent you with regards to our rightful winnings from the Quidditch World Cup. You are already well aware that we invested our savings into that bet. You are stealing from us and we will not stop until we get what we're owed. This is our final warning. We have friends in high places who will not stop until justice is served. I'm sure you wouldn't want your reputation to suffer, but we really don't care. Pay up or we will take this a step further. This is not a threat; it is a promise.

Fred and George Weasley.

"Have you had much experience writing threatening letters, Kathryn?" Fred asked cheekily.

"I do what I have to do for the people I love." I gave him a mysterious smile, "As you can imagine, many people dreaded receiving such a letter from my parents. Their letters weren't half as tame; I can assure you! I've heard many an individual pleading for –" I stopped midsentence, "You know, I'd rather not talk about it, but if it comes to it, I can be very persuasive." I raised my eyebrows.

George smiled cheekily, "You can, can you?"

I laughed, "It sounded good saying it!"

At 2330, I gave George a quick cuddle, "Night night!" I said with a yawn.

"You're such a good girlfriend," Ange said as I walked into my dorm room, she was sitting on my bed, talking to Hermione, Parvati, Lavender and Fay were fast asleep, "If only George knew what antics you are up to…"

"He'd be proud and you know it!" I said mischievously, "So how many cups did you get your hands on, then?"

Ange smiled from ear to ear, "Hermione and I have duplicated cups and now we have about three hundred!"

"Three hundred!?" I gasped, "How on earth do you propose I get them all into the room and filled with water without getting caught?"

"I reckon you'll work it out. I think you've a trick or two up your sleeves." Hermione glanced at me cheekily.

I raised an eyebrow, "I'm not taking the wrap for this if the shit hits the fan."

Ange giggled, "It won't. Hermione and I will be on guard. We can do this."

"You mean, you two will stand outside whilst I do all the hard work?" I remarked.

"Basically, yeah." Hermione agreed happily.

An hour and a half later we set off towards the boy's dorms, armed with three hundred cups and a lot of courage. Hermione, Ange and I climbed to the top of the stairs and stood outside Fred, George, Lee, Bernie and Tobias's door which was already ajar. I poked my head in and heard the familiar snores and heavy breathing from the last time. "Okay." I said, taking a deep breath before nudging the door open slightly and tiptoeing into the room armed with one hundred of the paper cups. Making myself invisible, I made my way to the far end of the room to where Lee's bed was, setting down cups in an orderly fashion, making sure they were close enough to make a domino effect when knocked over and not too far apart to allow the boys to walk easily through the room without knocking over a single cup. I aimed for maximum flooding, obviously. I used the aguamenti spell as I went along, filling up each cup to the brim. I had a giggle to myself, knowing I was being so naughty but I was enjoying myself. Little did the boys know what they would wake up to. It took me forever to carefully lay out all the cups, but after Lee's bed was surrounded I next took on Fred's, George's, Bernie's then Tobias'. Adrenaline pulsed through my body as I perfected my strategy, working more effectively. And just in case they got any ideas, I put a number of cups around Kenneth's bed, they were not going to be able to escape easily! Placing down the final ten cups was the hardest job, as I had literally no room in which to move without knocking over all the cups myself! Then just as I was about to leave I had a fantastic idea – geminio I whispered, on as many cups as I could point at, so that whenever anyone touched those cups they would multiply.

"Kathryn, Hermione and I had another idea when you were in there…" Ange said, holding out a random alarm clock, "For old times' sake. It's already set!"

Ange took out her wand, using non-verbal magic she gently placed the alarm clock on top of the wardrobe at the far end of the room. I reckoned that deserved a high five (even though it had to be silent). Then Hermione, Ange and I had to control our laughter as we walked up to bed. I was exhausted and my back was sore from bending over for so long. Ange told me it took me 40 minutes to complete the job. She had a look of real pride in her eyes, "And to think you were worried about waking them up! They didn't even stir! You were born to prank, girl!"

28th December

"Kathryn! Hermione! You'll never guess what!" I was shaken awake by Parvati this morning, "Someone flooded Fred and George's dorm!"

"I heard they used the geminio curse! You don't get taught that until 6th year! Isn't that crazy? So as they touched more of the water it just multiplied and the place was flooding within seconds!" Fay told Hermione.

My jaw dropped and Hermione stared at me, "Who did it?"

"I don't know, but I could kiss them right now." Lavender said, "I didn't know Fred and George had abs, Kathryn, you are one lucky girl."

"Sorry, what?" I sat up in my bed.

Lavender bit her lip, "You can see everything under their clothes."

"Oi. Eyes off my man." I threw off my duvet, putting on my dressing gown and grabbing the blanket from the end of my bed and running down the stairs to the Common Room where Ange was sitting comforting Fred, looking as shocked as I felt, "George!" I called out and he looked up at me, a mixture of bewilderment, surprise and a hint of looking impressed, "What happened? Why are you so wet?"

"It's part of your deepest fantasies to see George so wet, Kathryn, don't even lie."

I bit my lip as I went bright red, looking at George's sopping wet body. Lavender wasn't lying about his abs, either. I had to snap myself out of it, "You got me, Fred." I couldn't even deny it, "Somehow I just thought no one else would be in the room." I said boldly.

I could see George chuckle to himself happily, "Are you going to give me that blanket or are you going to let me die from hypothermia?"

"No." I said, holding the blanket back, "I think I'm going to enjoy this a little longer." George got up from the seat and tried to grab me, so I reached up and kissed him gently, letting him press his soaking wet body on mine and I wrapped the blanket around him.

Playing with my hair, he whispered into my ear, "I wish no one else was around, either."

"GET A ROOM, YOU TWO!" Lee and Fred both yelled.

"You may find that our room has just been flooded, and I can't get up the stairs to the girl's dorms…" George joked, rubbing his nose against mine.

Realising half the eyes in the room were on George and me, I turned to say, "Well I would personally like to say a massive thank you to whoever flooded your room in the first place." George wrapped his arms around my stomach, "And I would very much like an explanation as to what happened?" I addressed the room.

"Paper cups, hundreds of them." Lee filled the silence, "filled with water, genius really!"

Tobias chipped in, "I just don't know how none of us woke up!"

"They even left an alarm clock! So either it's the same person-" Fred said.

"- or it's someone trying to frame the last person who did it." George stared at Ange who was wrapping a towel around Fred.

"I still don't get why you think it was Ange!" I looked at him nonplussed, "she'd be laughing the whole time! You'd surely hear her!"

"More likely to be her, than you." Fred said, "you get all shaky when you get nervous!"

I felt relieved that they didn't think it was me, "Have you considered that it was a guy who did it?"

"Interesting…" Fred and George said simultaneously, looking around the room for guilty faces, but Fred continued, "I reckon we should go and dry out our room, try out different spells-"

"If you mean using fire to 'dry out' your room, I suggest another option." Seamus called out, "My eyebrows haven't been the same since first year!"

"I like the way you think," Fred said with an inquisitive smile, "Let's use fire."

I covered my face with my hands. George squeezed his arm around me and I looked up at him, "Just remember, I'd prefer it if you had eyebrows and you know… hair on top of your head."

George laughed and I shoved him, "I hope you don't want your blanket back…" he said from a few metres away, he put it to his nose and smelled it.

"Looks like I'm never going to see it again." I said, "Look after it for me."

George winked and went up to his dorm.

Out of earshot, Ange whispered, "Nice save, girl." She gave me a side glance, "And don't they look hot when wet?"

"Completely." I chuckled.

"We should do that again." Her eyes followed Fred as he walked.

"Same time tonight? Prank 2.0 the revamp?"

"I think so."

29th December

"Okay, so I sourced and found these throughout the school today and skilfully hid them from Fred and George. Any ideas what my plan is?" I challenged Ange as I showed her a roll of cling film, a bag of dungbombs and stink pellets.

All she did was smile.

"I was thinking-" I began to explain but Ange shushed me and put her finger up in the air, clearly in deep thought.

"I want to do it." She stated.

I was impressed, sceptical but impressed nevertheless, "Don't get caught!"

That afternoon Fred and George recruited thirteen Gryffindors to play a game of Quidditch. As we made our way towards the Quidditch pitch, Fred and George who took up the two captaincy roles, each chose their teams. Fred picked first, "Angelina."

"I really won't be offended if you don't choose me!" I said earnestly to George, "You know I'm not -"

"I choose Kathryn!" George announced.

I rolled my eyes, "Well done, we've just lost."

George shook his head.

Fred chose Harry.

George sighed, I forced him to choose Ginny. "Trust me!" I smiled up at him and he couldn't say no.

Fred chose Alicia.

George chose Katie.

Fred Chose Ron

George chose Bernie because Katie told me to tell George to.

Fred chose Tobias.

George chose Dean Thomas of his own free will.

Fred reluctantly chose Hermione.

George was then left with Seamus, "Sorry mate, I've never seen you play!" George explained, but I think Seamus was just delighted to be included.

"Team huddle!" Fred called out and both teams quickly sorted out who would be playing in which position.

"Ginny for Seeker." I said straight out.

"Excuse me?" George looked at me, "Are you the captain of this team?"

I put a hand on my hip, which received a few 'oooohs' from the rest of our team, "I have actually been a captain of Gryffindor before, I'll have you remember."

Katie cleared her throat dramatically and interrupted, "Ginny for Seeker!"

"And who will our chasers be, then?" George smirked.

"Well…" I said looking around sarcastically, "Katie for sure,"

"We need three," George joked, "or have you forgotten…?"

I gave him 'the look', "Oh shut up, you."

As George wrapped his arms around me from behind, he rested his head on my shoulder to address the rest of the team. Lee Jordan approached our team and told us that the other team were ready to play when we were. He had taken on the role of referee, claiming to be one of the two people able to tell the twins apart. That and he mentioned, as a girl, and George's girlfriend, I was likely to be slightly biased. I decided to ignore the fact that he was being sexist.

"Dean… Seamus… what experience do you have on the Quidditch pitch?" George asked them.

"I'd like to be keeper?" Seamus suggested, "I can be quick, I am a bit rusty, though… Me mam and I used to play in the back garden. Da used to be fascinated!"

"Okay," George nodded, "Dean? Chaser or beater? Kathryn's equally useless at both!"

"Oi." I nudged George, "True, but rude."

Dean laughed, shaking his head, "I'll… be a chaser, if that's okay with you?" he looked at me.

"Of course!" I laughed, "Do you not remember the last time I held a baton?" I looked at George inquisitively, "Fred was a wee bit shaken on his broom, wasn't he?"

George laughed, remembering, "Oh this is going to be fun!"

"Gin?" I called over to her, as she was talking to Katie and Bernie, "Catch the snitch for us, okay? Either that or make sure that Harry catches the snitch and we win the game!"

"Here! Here!" Dean and Seamus agreed, "Let's do this!" they said as we grabbed our brooms, getting into position as Lee released the snitch, followed by the bludgers and finally the Quaffle. We were off!

"Try not to get hit." George winked as he kissed my cheek gently, "Now go knock Fred off his broom."

"Aye aye, capt'n!" I flew around him and ruffled his hair gently before saluting him, before flying to the other side of the pitch to where Tobias had hit the bludger at Ginny, who, had dodged successfully. I lined myself up to hit the bludger, swung the baton and aimed for Fred who was talking to Harry. The bludger hit Harry's broom, sending him knocking into Fred. The two of them straightened themselves and looked around to find the culprit. I waved angelically from afar.

George flew past me and yelled, "Nice one!" and a few seconds later he roared, "DUCK!"

Just in time I rolled my broom in a 360 motion – I had never done anything like that before! I felt a little sick after, but that was counteracted by the sense of achievement. Somewhere in the distance I heard Lee yell, "10 points to Gryffindor! I mean…"

"TEAM GEORGE!" George shouted.

"Whoooo!" I cheered as Katie celebrated with Bernie and Dean.

Ange had the Quaffle and passed it to Alicia, who passed to an unsuspecting Hermione, who passed back to Alicia who approached Seamus who was poised, ready for the shot. Alicia aimed for the hoop to the left and Seamus blocked it! I screamed in excitement, Seamus looked shocked as he passed the Quaffle to Katie, who passed to Bernie, who passed to Dean, who passed back to Bernie, who was intercepted by Ange who received a bludger to the broom, dropped the Quaffle and Katie picked it up quickly, zooming in the other direction towards Ron. I saw the bludger about 10 metres in front and lined myself up to hit Ron, swung and whacked him in the stomach!

"BAM!" I punched the air, "Watch out Weasley!" I celebrated, but had four individuals looking at me in confusion, so I pointed at Ron, whom Dean just scored past.

"20-0 to team George!" Lee announced.

Ron looked at me angrily and started pointing his finger and yelling, but I couldn't hear him. I flew in the opposite direction, staying up high to watch the match below. "It's nice up here, isn't it?" Ginny asked, stopping beside me and having a good look around.

"Shouldn't you be batting your pretty little eyelids at Harry?" I smirked.

Ginny raised an eyebrow, glancing at me for a millisecond, "Shouldn't you be kissing my brother?"

"Not if we want to win, no." I said before diving in to hit the bludger at Alicia, then I raised back up to Ginny's level again before saying, "Give Harry something to get excited about, a Wronski Feint, perhaps?"

Ginny dramatically looked into the open air, let out a rather feminine gasp and pointed, "The Snitch!" before rocketing off into the distance. I turned and looked to the side, and before I could dodge, I received a hefty bludger to my right shoulder. It took everything I had to hold onto the broom as I took the baton in my left hand and swung it at the bludger, right back at Fred's smug face.

"Are you okay?" George flew beside me as fast as he could.

"Yeah, I'm fine!" I said, my eyes watering slightly, as I shook the pain away, "Might be paying for that one tomorrow, though."

George flew away, raising his baton, he swung it at the bludger which hit Angelina square on the same shoulder as mine, causing her to drop the Quaffle. Alicia, however was hot on her tail and caught the Quaffle and scored past a disgruntled Seamus.

"30-20, team George are still in the lead!" Lee Jordan announced. I was slightly confused; a few goals must have been scored without my knowing.

Behind Seamus I could see both Harry and Ginny flying side by side. Fast. Ginny received a bludger from Tobias, which also clipped Harry's broom, sending them both in opposite directions. The snitch was out of their sights again…

Seamus passed the Quaffle to Dean as everyone's attentions were elsewhere, and Dean hurtled across the pitch. Fred aimed a bludger at him, which was right on course, then I saw a second bludger smash into it from the side, allowing Dean to come face to face with Ron, who knocked the Quaffle out of Dean's and Lee Jordan yelled, "TEAM FRED WIN!"

"What?" I yelled.

Lee pointed in the general direction of Harry who was holding up the Snitch. Ginny proceeded to up-end him. That certainly took the smile off his face as we finished the match, heading back indoors to warm up again.

"Good game!" Fred said, clapping my shoulder, handing me a hot chocolate that he, George and Lee had gotten from the kitchens.

"Nice face, Fred." I retaliated, not allowing him to see me pained. He did have a slight bruise developing under his eye left.

"Thank you." He said happily, "You're not too bad at Quidditch. I must admit."

I raised my eyebrows, "Are you surprised, Freddie?"

"No, you've learnt from the best." Fred gave me a high five.

"Too right. Modest 'n all."

George joined the conversation, "Have I missed something?"

"Just sportsmanship from the losers." Fred said matter-of-factly.

I rolled my eyes, "Cheers."

"No, you don't let him bask in the glory, his head is already swelling! I can't deal with it." George covered his ears, "I have to live with him."

"How could I forget? Twins, living together? It's like the two of you are conjoined at times." I joked, "I'm surprised I can get you on my own sometimes."

"Oh you can get me on my own any time you want." George leaned in close to me, placing a tight arm around my shoulders, pulling me in tight.

"Aaghhh!" I grimaced.

George jumped out of his skin, "Did I hurt you?"

I shook my head, "No, I'm fine!"

"Katy…." George set down his hot chocolate and very gently slipped the sleeve of my t-shirt down to expose my shoulder, "Oh my…" he grimaced looking at it, "I'll bring you to Madam Pomfery!"

I put fixed my t-shirt back into position, "I've had worse bruising, don't worry!" on looking at the worried look on Fred's face I consoled him, "Look, it's all part of the game! Besides, you can't hide that lovely shiner I returned."

"We're okay?" Fred stuck out his hand for me to shake and I pulled him into a small hug.

"I won't break that easy." I stuck out my tongue.

Later that evening, Ange appeared in my room as I was putting on my pyjamas. Parvati, Fay, Lavender and Hermione were already tucked up in bed, chatting (or in Hermione's case, reading). "The boys are in bed?"

"As of half an hour ago." I nodded.

"Are you going to pull another prank tonight?" Fay sat up in bed abruptly, the girls quickly worked out that it was us who performed the miraculous prank the night before.

"Ange is doing all this mischief this time," I responded, "And Hermione and me aren't involved!"

Ange cleared her throat, "Actually…."

"What do you need?" I put on my slippers and dressing gown, rolling up my sleeves, "you haven't chickened out?" I said in mock disgust.

Angelina handed me a second roll of cling film, a filled black bag whilst she was holding a rectangular bucket and a number of bottles of butterbeer. I took a peek inside the bag and put two and two together, smiling, "Are you in?" Ange asked me.

"Definitely." I laughed in an evil tone, "I just need a few water balloons."

The smile on Ange's face got even bigger, "Oooh Katy you naughty, naughty girl."

"Fred thinks I've forgiven him for earlier. I think this might make us even."

Outside the twin's dorm Ange and I got rid of all our excited and nervous energy and we both snuck into the room – Ange proceeded to wrap everything in cling film whilst I slipped into their bathroom and filled water balloons with a mixture of water and soap. I then replaced the soap with some glue which Ange had handed me. I also filled the rectangular bin with the butterbeer, which I realised on opening was out of date and smelt even worse than it usually did. It took everything I had not to heave and get us caught. I put my dressing gown sleeve up to cover my nose.

I wrapped every tap faucet with cling film so that whenever they were turned on they would spurt water everywhere, I covered the toilet with cling film, too. I balanced a few stink pellets on the top of the shower, so that whenever they fall they would create, well, a stink. As I left the bathroom I daren't leave anything looking strange. When closing the door, I placed two water balloons which hadn't been tied at the top of the door, and got Ange to close it, so whoever opens the door first will get soaked, with stale butterbeer.

Ange attached a dung bomb to an alarm clock on top of Fred's canopy, which would fall and explode whenever anyone tried to reach it. We put water balloons around the room in strategic places including on their door on the way out. We also used a long-lasting hover charm to suspend what was a full black bin bag of owl feathers, that whenever the door opened they would, along with the water balloons would explode and land on the poor person's head. Then as we closed the door, we leaned the bin-full of stale water-mixed-with-soap-and-glue-and-stale-butterbeer-mix against it, which would flood the room on opening as well.

Ange and I nodded at each other and went to bed.

30th December

The next morning, the fourth and sixth year girls were all sitting in the Common Room from 8am, waiting patiently for someone from the sixth year male dorm to wake up to the alarm of impending dorm. Ange and I hadn't told any of them what exactly we had done, so that we could all play along with the look of complete shock.

"OH, COME ON!" we heard muffled shouting from the top of the boy's dormitory stairs, "YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!" this was then followed by laughter.

"AHHHH! NOOOOO!" that was undoubtedly George. Footsteps came thundering down the stairs.

I stood up from the seat and said, "This is how you prank your boyfriend, ladies." As George reached the bottom of the stairs, covered in the concoction I created last night, feathers and the residue of dung bombs I fake gasped, "George? What the-?"

He ran to my side, "We've been pranked again, triple pranked!"

I covered my mouth as I gagged, "George what is that smell?" I gagged again as he got closer.

"It smells like butterbeer." Hermione said straightforwardly, her nose in the same novel as last night, but significantly further into the story.

"I'm sorry George, I think I'm going to throw up…" I took a few steps back, genuinely thinking I was going to be sick, "can you… go shower or something… I-" I gagged again.

"This person really has it in for us…" George said from a distance, "Fred woke up needing a pee, couldn't get out of bed for the cling film wrapped around it, pushed the bathroom door open and got covered in this stuff, then Lee beat him to the loo and his wee went all over the floor!" George laughed, "Best prank I've seen in ages."

"That sounds disgusting." I said, " Honestly though… Please go shower. Until then, I am, unfortunately, off limits. I'll see you down at breakfast, sure!"

George turned on his heels and said, "Have a cuddle waiting for me!"

I nodded, "As long as you wash it all off! I can smell you from over here!"

George was half way up the stairs as he shouted, "I'll smell like roses."

"Right…" I said only for the girls to hear as they silently applauded me for my acting. "Breakfast, anyone?"

31st December

At 10pm, I chucked down my game of 'You Choose' that Fred and George had made me a prototype for my birthday. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, Ginny, Ange, Katie, Alicia, Lee, Tobias, Bernie and I were all sitting drinking bottles of butterbeer and pumpkin juice, munching on crisps, chocolates and nuts. I reckoned that the game needed a much happier ending that didn't involve Oliver Wood sending me a bunch of flowers or a heartfelt letter. This time would be perfect.

George's jaw dropped, "I can't believe you kept this!"

"It's a great game! Tonight is the perfect opportunity to play!" I smiled, "No one will get offended, it's purely light-hearted entertainment!"

"Let's do this!" Fred punched the air excitedly as we moved furniture into a circle, placing a table in the middle with the cards and snacks, "I'll go first!" he said picking a Challenge Me card which he read out, "sing everything you say for the next ten minutes-Hah!" Fred sang, completely out of tune, turning a few heads, "this will be fun, lalalalalaaaaa!" he sang, "It's your go Angelina!"

Ange lifted a Would You card and giggled, "Would you rather kiss the person on your right or on your left? Do so." Ange then looked between Fred and Katie and giggled again, "Looks like you're going to get that snog you've been dying for." Ange then kissed Fred gently on the lips. Everyone in the group cheered loudly. Neither of them seemed particularly embarrassed as they stared into each other's eyes laughing.

"Me next!" Katie said after a respectable amount of time, "Tell Me what is your guilty pleasure?" I could see Katie's cheeks go pink as she answered, "I love dipping chips into soup and eating it." A few people in the group grimaced at the thought of it.

I agreed, "It's lovely, isn't it? Have you tried fish fingers and custard?" I asked.

There were further sounds of revolt as George said, "What am I dating?"

"Trust me, it's delicious." I nodded.

"Either way…." Bernie began, "Who Me? Who in the group would you rather be locked in a room with for three days?" he read out, "Well, that's easy! That'd be you, Katie!" he answered and Katie snuggled into him.

Lee Jordan took the next card, "Challenge Me get the person on your left to laugh before you can move on." As soon as Lee looked to his left with a stupid expression, Harry burst into laughter, though I think Harry was laughing at something Ron had said, "Well, that was easy!" Lee chuckled happily to himself.

Harry chose next, "Would You rather relive the same day for 365 days or lose a year of your life?" Harry looked taken aback, "Erm…" he said, thinking about it, "I'd rather relive a day like today over and over again, but not a day where we have potions."

A number of people nodded in approval as Ron took a Challenge Me card, "Imitate someone in the group until they guess correctly." Ron smiled to himself and stood up from his seat, putting his hands on his hips, stuck his bum out and put his nose high in the air, cleared his throat and said in a very poor Northern Irish accent, "Have you tried fish fingers and custard?"

"KATHRYN!" Alicia yelled the fastest, "Even though that sounded nothing like her, and what way are you standing?"

"Sure she stands like this, nose in the air thinking she's better than everyone else." Ron said.

"I think it's about time you sit down before you injure yourself, Ronald." I raised my eyebrows at him, challenging him, "Unless you really want to be lying on the floor with your wand stuck up your backside to help straighten you up again?"

Ron sheepishly sat down and Hermione elbowed him very hard in the stomach as she lifted her card, "Who Me who in the group has the nicest hair?" she paused to think, "Katie," was her answer, and Katie looked flattered, "I wish my hair was as straight as yours and I love the colour of it!"

"Thanks, Hermione!" Katie blushed slightly.

Ginny lifted a Who Me card as well, "Who in the group would you marry?" I could see an instant shade of purple on her cheeks. Hermione and I giggled. "Well…" Ginny's voice shook, "I'm related to half the guys here… And the majority of the others are dating others in the group, so I guess it'll have to be you then, Harry…" she said coolly.

"Oh, okay." Harry said awkwardly.

"I'll arrange it." I said jokingly as I lifted the next card, "I claim chief bridesmaid!" I grinned, both Harry and Ginny glaring at me with daggers, "Tell Me what is your biggest fear in a relationship?"

"Listen up Georgie!" Fred sang.

George shushed him, "Surely your ten minutes is up?"

"But it's fun!" Fred sighed, still in a sing-song voice, but looked expectantly at me.

"That I'll not be enough," I said without thinking.

Ange shifted position on her chair, "What do you mean?"

I swallowed, realising that everyone was looking at me, "That I'm not pretty enough, or the other person cheats because he's tired of me or if they… you know..." I said in a quiet voice, looking down at my hands.

George took my hand and squeezed it, leaned in and whispered, "You'll always be enough for me and I would never hurt you. Your biggest insecurity is in trusting people and I'd like for you to be able to trust me, that I will always find you the most beautiful person in the world, the most amazing person and I would never look at anyone else but you. I promise." He kissed my cheek lightly.

Grabbing his own card, George read to the group, "Would You rather have an easy job working for someone else or work for yourself but work incredibly hard?" he looked to Fred and said, "I'd rather work incredibly hard for myself. No doubt about it."

Tobias lifted the next card, "Challenge Me: make and wear a nappy made of toilet roll until your next go." He laughed and ran off up the stairs towards the boys' dorms. A few minutes later he reappeared, pink faced with pieces of toilet roll wrapped around his waist. Hermione took out her wand and used the sticking charm to hold it all together. "Thank you!" he smiled at her, taking his seat between George and Alicia, gesturing for her to take her card.

"Who Me? Who in the group do you think has the nicest eyes?" Alicia said after clearing her throat, "Erm…" she stalled, looking around, "Katie." She concluded.

"Oooh! Nicest hair and nicest eyes. I'm being spoiled today!" she smiled contentedly. Bernie leaned over and whispered something into her ear that made her smile widely.

"It's back to me again!" Fred said excitedly, lifting a Challenge Me card which prompted him to hop around the common room like a frog, licking one random, unsuspecting non-player. The look on the poor first year's face was hilarious as Fred licked his arm and hopped away as though it was a normal thing to do.

Ange went next, picking up a Who Me? card. "Who in the group would you trust most to get you out of trouble?" she laughed and said almost immediately, "Kathryn. Without a shadow of a doubt. Ring ring!"

"I'm here for you sister." I winked.

George turned and looked at me with a look of utter shock on his face, "IT WAS YOU."

I smirked, "What makes you think that?"

"You pranked us the other day, right in front of our eyes! You did it! Ange was clearly up to no good, but she was just covering for you. I can't believe it! I'm so proud!" his eyes lit up, "We can prank together! But my question is… HOW DID YOU DO IT?"

"A prankster never reveals her secrets." I stuck out my tongue cheekily, "I just can't believe that none of you worked it out!" I looked to Harry and Ron who looked like a lightbulb had just switched on. It was quite funny as I saw them putting two and two together.

"You two know something." Fred and George stared at Harry and Ron, getting off their chairs to try and get the information out of them through any means possible, "Tell us everything you know."

"Trust me, you wouldn't believe me, even if I told you." Harry said sincerely, which was probably half true, but he also knew that I didn't want everyone knowing about my invisibilia powers. I knew that both Fred and George would try and use me for their gain, and I didn't really want to be part of that just yet! There will be a right time to tell them, but that day is not today.

The questions went around the circle, Harry had to sit in a player of his choice's lap for ten minutes, don't ask me why, but he sat on me, claiming to me in a whisper that with anyone else it would be twice as awkward. Ginny stared at me longingly, so I mouthed to her, "He's got a bony arse." I don't know how George felt about it, but he did make it very obvious that he was holding my hand. Ginny chose Ron as the most annoying person in the group.

In my Would You question I was asked "Would you rather be infamous in history books or be forgotten after your death?" to which I responded, "Come on, I'm already famous. One of these days I'm going to be on a chocolate frog card."

"What is it for? Your sense of humour?" Alicia said sarcastically.

"No," I replied sarcastically, "It's for my overwhelming beauty, having won contests for the size of my perfectly rounded arse."

That got a few laughs, to which Alicia replied, "I couldn't agree more."

In George's go, he confessed that McGonagall was the best looking teacher he has ever had, quickly followed by Snape. Tobias also chose a Tell Me card to which he confessed that as a child the most embarrassing thing he did was fall asleep cuddling his neighbours' cat in their garage, and his parents couldn't find him for eight hours!

In the next round, I chose a Challenge Me card where I was dared to sing along to the next song on the radio as though I was that artist singing in concert.

I accio'd my radio over to the table in the middle of us, switched it on and started tuning until I came across something familiar. Then I caught the voice of a wizarding radio presenter say, "This next song is for the ladies, this is a future hit with the muggles, it's called Wannabe by the Spice Girls, wherever you are tonight, have a very Happy New Year!"

"No…!" I pleaded feeling embarrassed before even beginning.

"Go on, Kathryn, sing it to Georgie!" Ange shouted to me laughing at my unlucky position. Everyone else started egging me on, then began chanting my name. It seemed I had no choice.

I rolled my eyes, and laughed confidently just as the song began. Climbing up on the table in the middle of the group, I hitched up the skirt that Ange insisted that I wore because 'it makes your legs go on for miles' is apparently a compliment. I threw a few poses and sang the lyrics where I knew them. The line, "If you wanna get with me, you better make it fast!" got the gathering crowd of Gryffindors surrounding me fired up. I flung my hair about and was very cheeky, trying to ignore all my inhibitions. At one point I got off the table and sat on George's knee and sang, just because I thought he ought to be embarrassed as well. Unfortunately, he seemed quite happy. The guys and girls were all cheering as I humiliated myself. Then I managed to get Ange, Ginny, Alicia and Katie up on the table with me as I finished the song, red-faced and feeling like an absolute idiot.

As the song ended in plonked myself down on the sofa and said, "I'm never choosing a Challenge Me card again."

"Oh but Katy, you were great!" George put an arm around me, "do you want me to slam my body down and wind it all around?" he joked.

"Get lost, Ginger." I returned as George took his next card which challenged him to tickle the person next to him.

"At least I'm not Scary Spice like you." He smirked, tickling my sides gently.

I gave him evil eyes.

Around ten minutes later an excited Alicia shouted, "Oh my goodness, guys it's almost midnight!" as she looked at her watch, "TEN! NINE! EIGHT!" she shouted and the rest of the common room joined in, "SEVEN! SIX! FIVE!" George and I got off the sofa to join everyone else who seemed to be standing around the wall, "FOUR! THREE! TWO! –"

1st January 1995

Before I got the chance to say 'ONE', George pressed his lips tight onto mine and pulled me in close to his body where I completely relaxed into his hold as I wrapped my arms around him, "I love you, Katy!" George whispered, his strong hands resting comfortably on my hips as he kissed me again.

"I love you, too!" I smiled, smoothing out his shirt.

"What a perfect way to bring in the new year, eh?" George said, fixing a piece of hair behind my ear.

"And long may it continue!" I whispered, leaning in for another kiss.

"Alright you two, we know you're in love, but honestly, us single folk don't need to see that." Alicia said very loudly.

I pouted at George, "Just one more?"

George smirked and kissed me again, "I hope this year ends just as it has begun."

"I'll second that!" I replied, sitting back on the seat beside him, resting my head on his shoulder. I saw Ginny staring at me, then came back to reality again, giving me a look of sheer happiness as George stroked my fingers gently. I looked up at him and he looked at me.

"You okay?" he asked.

I nodded, "Couldn't be happier."