Summer 1990,
Twelve

Her parents had woken her up for the fifth time already, as they rushed around decorating their home for her birthday. She wasn't in the mood to get up too early even if was her birthday, a small smile curled on her face as she felt the bed shift beneath her.

"Happy birthday, Rhea," she groaned stretching, wrapping her arms around her sister.

"Happy birthday, Pheebs, what's your wish for this year then?"

"I wish you good luck, for the Quidditch tryouts," she told her,

"Thanks, I wish you have the confidence to tell Diggory your little secret," her eyes widened as she moved away from her she chuckled at her.

"You know I've been trying to tell him?"

"Yeah, I don't need to be a seer to see you struggling to tell him, he seems like a nice boy, if he messes with you, I'll give him a good punch,"

"Thank you but that won't be necessary, did you invite anyone?" she tensed up, realising that she hadn't invited anyone.

"No, just wanted to be with family,"

They drifted back to sleep only for a moment, until Sirius and Aimee came to wake them up. Never bothering to go to Phoebe's room, they headed straight for Rhea's, smiling as they laid sound asleep together.

"One, two three," Sirius mouthed to his wife.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" they shouted, waking them up Rhea threw her pillow over her head while Phoebe hurried to hug them hurrying downstairs. Her mother held her hand trying to lift her up, Rhea let her body go limp.

"No gravity it's pulling me down," she moaned, laying flat on the floor,

"Sirius it's not funny,"

"Come on Aims, it's kind of funny," she gave up trying to get her up, Sirius kneeled down to her as Rhea flicked one eye open, "as funny as that was, your mother's been riding my arse about this party, reminds me of my mother-

"Why I never, you compared mum to Walbitch!"

"Shush, I didn't don't tell your mum, she can get a little scary when she's angry," she smiled while her dad looked like he was having flashbacks to the few times Aimee lost her temper.

"What you smiling at?"

"Nothing I just remembered your mum punching someone cause they insulted her friend, in fact, if remember rightly she took down five Slytherins, I knew I loved her then,"

"Five?! I better behave," she said causing her father to laugh.

She chose to wear a skirt, having to steal, no, borrow. Yes, borrow the skirt, she paired it with her Queen band shirt, it was a little longer, she tucked it into her skirt, leaving a small section out for the aesthetic. She wore her boots as they were the most comfortable, though one day she would wear heels, she had a dream that she was kicking someone's ass in a pair of heels. She had to admit it looked badass.

Laura had her friends and Phoebe took her new puppy outside to play for a bit, she smiled as she saw Cedric, walking to the garden. She hurried to the window, hoping to see if she could judge if he had a good reaction to her news.

"What are you looking at?" she gasped, jumping back into George

"Merlin's balls you scared the shit out of me," she held her hand to her chest.

"Well, happy birthday," Fred said, holding a card for her, she opened the card it was simple,

To shortarse,

Happy birthday,

From your favourite twins

"I think you should know, my favourite twins, are those little buggers right there," she pointed to her little brothers.

"Who invited you?"

"Your cousin, Ethan," she looked over to him, he smirked turning away from her, when she caught him looking.

"Then I'm glad you came,"

"How come you didn't ask us anyway?" Fred asked

"Would you have come if I did?" he shrugged his shoulders

"For god sake, what did you kiss or something," she blinked turning to George.

"Why would you think we did?"

"I woke up to you two in bed, and he hasn't spoken about you since,"

"Well, we didn't kiss, I wouldn't kiss her,"

"Why not, am I not kissable?" she teased him.

"We are not having this conversation, I'm getting a drink," he excused himself she smiled,

"You like to annoy him don't you?"

"Of course, Georgie," she noticed him looking all around the room at almost everything from decorations to portraits, "Would you like a tour?"

"No, it's just so big, compared to the Burrow it is anyway,"

"Can you show you my favourite room in this house," he nodded, she lead the way grabbing Fred's hand along the way, "Okay, up here is my family tapestry room, on the wall is the entire black family going back generations,"

"Is that our grandmother?" Fred said, she lifted her ring to her mouth

"Kreacher can you come here a minute,"

"Yes, Miss Rhea,"

"Why was Cedrella Black, burnt off the tapestry,"

"Miss Cedrella married a Weasley, she was in love,"

"But the Weasleys are purebloods?"

"Blood traitors, Rhea," George spoke,

"I doubt the marriage was approved," Fred said, "look, mum's uncle Ignatius,"

"How can our family be on it twice?" George asked.

"Pureblood, one way or another they're related," she said, making them laugh "if you go to the next room, you'll see my favourite room," she gestured for them to walk through.

"What in the hell?" Fred said, looking all around him

"I know it's a lot of photos,"

"A lot, literally hundreds?"

"My mum made this room, every photo she's ever taken is in here," Fred smirked at one photo,

"Look at this one Georgie, it's titled, Padfoot and his lion cup, your dad's Padfoot?"

"Yes I'm the Heir of Padfoot now worship me," George chuckled as Fred said,

"Not in your lifetime,"