First Year,
Good Boys

Rhea cringed as the Great Hall was filled with lovebirds enjoying Valentine's day, even Ethan had a date with his new girlfriend Louisa. She had a few cards from secret admires, though she hadn't given them any notice, she sat with Lee and Angelina, while they eat their dinners.

The three of them talk about their plans for the Quidditch team next year, while Rhea and Angelina wanted to be Chasers. Lee had other plans, he wanted to commentate on the game, he certainly had the voice for it often commentating on the events in the Gryffindor Common room.

"Do you think you're sister will play too?" Angelina asked

"You're joking right, I don't even think she knows the rules of Quidditch, Laura will definitely play, she'll do anything to beat her brother,"

"Haven't seen no sign of the Weasley's today?" Lee commented, she creased her brows

"Yeah, neither have I," she looked around

"They've been usually quiet haven't they," Angelina said, "no pranks since we've been back,"

"I miss their pranks, they always made me laugh," Lee said, she looked down at her food, "Ri, do you like their pranks?"

"They're not to my standard but still good,"

"Can you imagine what would happen if you three worked together," Angelina said, shaking her head at the possibilities.

"Well, as a matter of fact, I told them if they can refrain from pranking me, for a while, we'd call a truce and work together," she informed they looked at one another,

"Do us a favour," Lee said, she nodded, "keep us in your good books,"

***

She supposed they had behaved and kept their word, she looked around her as she held her wand to the map, 'I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good,' she whispered the map was flooded with more students than she imagined, she scanned the map for their names she smiled as she saw the names.

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

"Quidditch stands," she kept the map open just in case they left.

Running through the halls, she race across the courtyard, halting her stride when she saw Phoebe by the lake, with Cedric. She shrugged it off as she seemed way too focused on doodling in her art book, she checked the map they were still in the Quidditch stands.

They realised why they were there, they were watching the Quidditch team practise. She kept her head held high, as she walked up through the stands, halting her stride when she saw Ethan, she didn't want him to go all 'protective Burke' on her.

"You cut her any slack yet?" she heard George say, she waited for Fred's response, crossing her fingers.

"You're right, we are alike, and I guess she's cool-

"Don't forget pretty," she smiled, nobody had ever called her pretty before, when she didn't hear Fred answer she walked up the final steps.

"Hi, boys,"

"How'd you find us?" Fred asked, George held his hand up to her shushing her,

"Wait let me guess the map?"

"Ding Ding Ding, 10 points to Gryffindor," she said, ringing an imaginary bell, "you want to see how it works?"

Like moths to a flame that rose from the seats eagerly following her out of the stands. Hurrying along the field to keep up with her she stopped, at a tree that stood near the school but not close enough that they could hear anyone.

"Alright," she held the map out for them, "according to the map, you brother Charlie and Nymphadora Tonks, should be coming down the left corridor now," they looked up as their brother Charlie and his friend Tonks, walked down the corridor.

"Where does it say Filch is?" George asked, she scanned the map.

"There he is, near the Transfiguration classrooms," Fred told them spotting him first.

"So how do you want to get Flint?" she asked, they eyed one another, "I guess you been good boys and kept your word,"

"Thanks, do you know how difficult it's been," George told her, "we did kind of have an idea?" she waited for their plan

"Well don't keep me waiting,"

"We could catch him off guard, literally the second he leaves his dormitory," Fred told her,

"That's pretty risky, we could get others in the process," she said,

"What does that matter, they're only Slytherins?" they both said,

"My mother was in Slytherin, she wasn't horrible or rude, she's thoughtful and kind,"

"Fine we'll think of something else," Fred said, catching his brother off guard, he didn't think he'd respect her wish not to prank multiple Slytherins.

"Thank you, here," she handed them the map, "play with it a little, use Mischief Managed to close it, and I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good, to open it."

"You're giving it to us?" George questioned

"Yes, I'm trusting that you'll still respect our newfound friendship," she left softly smiling at them, George caught the small smile that curled on Fred's face, though he knew better than to question him about it.

Rhea hoped more than ever now that they were on her side, and not against her, or she may have just lost the best things she had ever owned. She considered it a legacy that her father passed on to her, while he didn't think he'd see it again, he wasn't opposed to her using the map for her own gain.

George believed that Fred had given in to her, allowing himself to be friends with her. Despite their rough start, he had no doubt in their mind, that they'd be a fantastic trio if they put their brilliant prankster minds together.

They'll be ruling the school in no time.