Robert finally got into the rhythm of things. Having a balanced school to work ratio. With plenty of time for his personal training regime. Last week an incident occured during a flight class with Harry bagging the seeker position at the end of it all. It seemed that his rivalry with Draco Malfoy was coming along nicely. It was a shame he couldn't catch them sneaking around for that impromptu duel with Malfoy. He had something else to do in another part of the castle. On the plus side he finally got a hang of using the Thrust spell. He could cast it three times before getting out of steam. Of course it also depended on his stamina. Nevertheless he was happy and not caring about the looks he got from skipping down the corridor. They're just jealous of his moves.

After sending a letter to Mrs. Thunberry with Zephyr he headed towards Hagrid's Hut. Apparently pumpkins were involved. Maybe he'll be able to see Buckbeak today.

"Thank you Hagrid." Robert winced. Pumpkin rock cakes should be classified as weapons of mass destruction. It was a wonder how these pastries didn't disrupt the space-time continuum with its heaviness. Quickly tossing it into his pocket he continued their discussion about unicorns.

No Buckbeak today but he saw a young unicorn. Sadly men couldn't get close to them. With Hagrid being the exception to the rule. On his way back he saw Harry with a broom running towards the quidditch pitch. It seemed that today he'll show Wood how good he actually is.

"The first Hogsmeade weekend is around the corner. Are you going?" Tonks asked.

"Are you asking me on a date? How very forward of you...ouch. Bad woman. Why did you hit me?" Robert rubbed his shoulder where she hit him.

"Act like a bug and you'll be treated like one." Jasmine stated

"Since words don't help we'll need to use more extreme methods." Mindy said while nailing a sausage with a fork.

"Why am I hanging around with you three again?" He said while shuddering from seeing the sausage being harpooned 'It's always the quiet one.'

"Because we're brave, smart and cuddly." They said.

'I don't know about that last one' He thought.

"Well you don't have any say about it. So you better watch yourself." Jasmine said seeing the look on his face.

"I think I'll start wearing a mask." He sighed in frustration. And Jasmine agreed he should but for other reasons.

"So are you going?" Mindy asked.

"Yes. But as a chaperone for you youngsters. So it won't be for pleasure." He said while sipping on apple juice.

"Where did you get juice other than pumpkin?" Tonks asked

"The elves from the kitchen. If you ask nicely then maybe they'll give you some. Unfortunately someone here is a lost cause." He joked while looking at one person in particular.

"Bite me." Jasmine huffed

"Can't. That would be highly illegal. But wait a couple of months and maybe I'll take up on the offer." Suddenly something cracked. It was the fork in Jasmine's hand.

"Well it was nice knowing ya. " Tonks said with fake sadness.

"I think you should run." Mindy chimed in.

And ran he did. It was almost too close for comfort. Thankfully he lost her due to escaping through a secret passage. He'll need to avoid them for a couple of days. And learn the Protego charm in the meantime.

Robert sighed while checking off students. It was the weekend and many decided to go to Hogsmeade. 'Hopefully they won't do anything stupid.' He thought while also gloating from the fact that the Weasley twins were banned from going to the town until they served their detentions. Speaking of which he will be watching over them tomorrow. A creepy smile showed on his face and the passing by students cringed.

Walking through Hogsmeade Robert was taken by how it changed. All shades of red, orange and fading green mixed together to give a spectacular view. The falling leaves added to the general vibe of the season. He went to say hello to Mrs. Thunberry and share some of the sweet school gossip. He also talked with some of his brother in arms from the last pixie war. They mourned the fallen shovels that lost their shine that day.

After a long day Robert took a long well deserved bath. Although not as grand as the prefect one it was big enough for two. While there Robert thoughts wondered. Sometimes he didn't know what he wanted. Of course he missed his family and previous life. Maybe one day he'll get a chance to see them once more. He'll probably need to dwell into space magic somewhere down the line.

"How are my lovely redheads doing." Robert laught at the groaning twins. Since they almost died by not being fast enough he decided to wring them through exercise. He sighed when he remembered McGonagall's reaction to his previous idea for punishing the boys. 'Can't take a joke that one.'

"Why are we doing this?" George asked.

"We're made for more lofty endeavors." Fred said while wheezing.

"Muggle or witch, both like a man with a good body." The boys ears twitched at that piece of information.

"It seems finally girls are in your sphere of interest. Surprising, especially knowing your tendencies to ignore everything when pranks are not involved. And now sit down. He have to talk."

The boys looked at each other and sat on the grass before Robert.

"Here, this choco should keep you warm." He gave them mugs and poured them chocolate. He also cast a warming spell on all of them. After a couple of minutes of silence Robert started.

"What do you both want to be in the future?"

"We want to start a business dealing with pranks." They said with confidence.

"That's a great dream to have. I believe that with your talents you'll be able to make it come true." The boys looked towards Robert. They thought he'll dismiss them.

"You believe us? Asked Fred.

"Why would you? Asked George.

"You have everything an entrepreneur needs. You have the brains and the skills needed to run a business. After all I know about your contraband business and how you are easily able to network with others. At thirteen years of age no less. If that doesn't scream profit then I don't know what will." He said while looking with appreciation towards them. The boys felt a sense of pride brewing in them.

"However, it seems you forgot about the big picture during all of this." Robert said

"What do you mean we forgot?" Fred asked

"What's the goal of a prank or joke for that matter?" He asked them. The boys thought for a while and answered.

"To bring joy and a smile to everyone around." Said George.

"To bring hope in the toughest of times." Fred said.

"Heh, those are some great goals. However there lies the problem." Robert said while sipping on his drink.

"What problem?" They asked.

"I don't know if anybody told you this before, but in the eyes of the majority of the students you're nothing but bulies and menaces to society."

"That's completely not true!" George stood up and yelled in anger.

"People love our jokes." Fred couldn't believe what Robert was saying.

"Sit and calm down. We're not finished."Robert said sternly. The boys looked uncomfortable under his gaze but listened to him anyway.

"People are afraid to say anything negative to you, fearing the repercussions. That they'll be targeted by your so called jokes. If that's not bullying then what is it?" He asked them

"That's not true. We don't target people that don't deserve it." They said

"Oh really? Then why did you throw all those dung bombs at the start of the semester?"

"Some gits from Slytherin were threatening the first years. So we struck them."

"And you see nothing wrong with it? Although you rescued a couple of firsties you made such a mess that inconvenienced everyone around. Not only that, you scared people by showing to what lengths you'll go to get things done your way. Do you really think this is the image you want to have?" Robert said.

"But what else we could have done?" Fred asked.

"We couldn't allow them to get away with this." George added.

"And you shouldn't. Going for the teachers or me for help will always be the best option. Unless during a grievous situation when lives are at stake. But at that incident they weren't, weren't they?"

"No." The boys lowered their heads in silence.

"Look. I'm not trying to preach here about letting the enemy hit the other cheek, but you need to learn some self control. Or learn other ways of handling the situations mentioned before." Robert said

"Then what should we do?" They asked.

"First off all tame down the jokes. Don't make them such a pain if laughter is what you inspire to. Stop associating jokes with punishing people all the time. And if you truly want to help others from bullying then maybe make a line of products for self-defense. A ball of binding rope or a badge with the Protego charm engraved into it."

"You." Fred exclaimed.

"Are." George shouted.

"A genius!" Both of them shouted. Hopefully they got something more from this than an idea for future products.

"Since I already lost both of you to your now wildly running imagination we'll end the detention at that. So to summarize what did you learn?" He asked

"Be secretive, be silent and do not get caught." Fred said

"Be strong, be smart and do not get caught." George finished at the same time as Fred.

'I don't get paid enough to deal with this. Sorry Minnie I really tried. I'll leave the rest to you.' Robert felt his soul die when he heard their answers. Everything he said for naught.

In an office, a woman suddenly sneezed.
"How chilly. I need to warm myself up." Professor McGonagall opened an aged bottle and poured herself some well deserved brandy.