First Year,
Black vs Weasley

Growing more anxious by the day, Rhea hadn't seen or heard from the Weasley twins since their hair had returned to red. They hadn't given any hints that they were considering plotting anything against her, as she enter her transfiguration class she noticed one of them sat next to Phoebe.

She clenched her fist, her sister didn't need them bothering her, she confidently walked to the desk they were seated. She placed her hand on the boy's shoulder, while she struggled to tell them apart, she knew this one was Fred, the infuriating smirk he gave her always rattled her.

"I believe you're sitting in my seat," she said smiling down at him.

"My bad, please let me help you with your seat,"

"I'm more than capable of sitting down, thank you," he retreated to his seat she sat down shuffling a little, he was up to something. "Did he say anything to you?" she asked

"No, just sat there,"

"Okay,"

As Professor McGonagall began class, she couldn't help but keep looking back at the twins 'they're up to something, I just know it,' she thought. They weren't happy about her little hair-dying prank, surely they wanted to get back at her.

She took her notes as McGonagall taught them the theory of a spell. As she looked back down at the parchment the words had changed 'blah, blah, blah,' she creased her brows, writing something else 'my name is Rhea Black,' she smiled as she looked up at the professor, as she looked down again the words had changed again, 'blah, blah, blah, Blah, Blah,'

"That little shi-

"Ri," Phoebe nudged her, warning her that Professor McGonagall was keeping an eye on her. She could hear the twins snickering behind her.

Black 1 - Weasley 1

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After costing Rhea her notes in Transfiguration, she had to borrow Phoebe's. To do her homework, not that she complained, she got to spend time with Rhea it seemed that they drifted away rather quickly. Within a month everyone had gone their separate ways.

She had a little trick in line for Fred and George Weasley, while they had gone to watch Gryffindor practise she snuck up to the boy's bedrooms. On her way to the first years door, she was stopped by one of their brothers.

"Whatever you have planned, don't let me see it,"

"You aren't going to stop me," she questioned, he was head boy, he should have given her detention for being in the boys' room,

"It's kind of fun seeing them have a challenge," she smiled at him as she proceeded to have a look around their room.

"Hi, Lee which ones are Weasley's beds," he pointed to the two nearest the window. She hummed to herself as she gather everything she needed, singing along to a song.

"Are you ready? Hey, are you ready for this?
Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?
Out of the doorway, the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat, yeah,
Another one bites the dust,"

"What's wrong?" she asked Lee

"Nothing, I just didn't think you would be familiar with muggle music,"

"Oh yeah, my dad loves Queen, practically raised a couple of rock kids,"

Lee headed downstairs with her, waiting in the common room, for the Weasley twins to return. Once they did it was evident that they were tired, 'perfect' she thought, refusing to look in their direction. They hurried to their bedroom, she smiled to herself, counting down.

"Three, two, one-

"AHHH!" she smiled to herself seeing this as her cue to leave the common room.

Black 2 - Weasley 1

She quickly made her way to the library there was no way they would discover her there. She wandered around aisles looking at all the books picking up a transfiguration book the least she could do was get a little extra credit, where she had slacked off in class.

"Where the hell has she gone?" she heard one of them say as the pair entered the library.

Rhea dropped to the floor, crawling along the aisles to avoid them spotting her. She stopped at a pair of feet, she turned around being stopped by another pair of feet, she looked up at the boy smirking down at her.

"Going somewhere?" one of them asked

"I was actually looking-" one of them yanked her off the floor with her the hood of her robes.

"Looking for what?"

"Nothing I just-" she paused noticing a red mark on one of their necks. "What happened to your neck?"

"Like you don't know,"

"I really don't, it shouldn't have gone near your necks," she shrugged his hand off her robe, she reached her hands up to his face he flinched away from her

"What are you doing?"

"Just going to take a look," she handed the other one her wand, "now you can be sure I won't hex you," they shared a look before allowing her to take a look,

"Freddie, keep an eye on her,"

"So you're George," she said, tilting his head to get a better look at the mark

"What does it matter if you get our names wrong?"

"I'm a twin too, I might not look like my sister, but I hate when people get us mixed up,"

"How do get you mixed up?" Fred asked

"The amount of times, my dad has said, Larissa, Carden, Phoebe, Rhea," she chuckled "even my brother's name is before mine, I never meant to hurt you, by the way, I think pranks should bring laughter not pain," George flicked his eyes up at Fred.

"All we want to do is make people laugh," Fred said

"It's twice that you've got us," George added

"I guess I'm just better, I don't think it'll bruise,"

"Good," George said, "Just know that we will get you back," they walked away from her.

"Weasley," they turned around, as she held her hand out to them, "My wand," Fred rolled his eyes as he gave her the wand back.

She smiled it was nice to have a challenger, someone with enough brains to conjure up a prank worth enough to make her father laugh. She would have to tell him all about them, he would surely be impressed by some of the pranks.