First Year,
My Little Lion Cub.

The wrong place at the wrong time landed her in detention, with Professor Snape. She smiled to herself, this would most likely be the first of many detentions with the potion master. She couldn't help herself it was an easy joke to make.

"Of course, I was going to call it him you can't tell me, hearing the name Severus, you immediately call him Snivellus for creepily standing in the shadows but somehow within hearing distance, is it my fault, he has a name that's easy to make fun of. No, it isn't it's his mothers-"

"Black, detention's up," he broke her train of thought she stood from the desk, smiling at him.

"Just so you know, I didn't know you were there, or I probably wouldn't have said it," he grunted she quickly left before she could give him the chance to give her another detention.

She raced through the halls, searching for her cousins or Phoebe, either one of them could help her with a theory she had regarding the parchment Fred and George had. She spotted Laura and Ethan they waved at her.

"Did you survive Snape?" Ethan smirked at her

"He's harmless, I'm more scared of Minnie," he laughed at her

"You just missed Pheebs," Laura told her,

"Oh," she looked down, "well, you two can help me," they looked at one another, "do you remember my dad's stories, you know the ones where he'd talk about the four animals that were best friends,"

"Yeah, he practically use to tell us them stories every night," Laura told her,

"How real do you think they could be?" she asked

"What are you going on about?" Ethan questioned, "they're just stories Ri,"

"Well, people can be animagi, like McGonagall," she did want to say too much in case they didn't know about her parents.

"Oh okay, I see, so tell, who do you think the animals are?"

"I don't have all the answers, but if I had to say-

"Rhea, they're just silly stories to send us to sleep, nothing more," she eyed her older cousin he knew more than he was letting on.

"Okay, I guess I'll see you later," she walked away from them.

She questioned why Ethan would act so strangely about the stories, he was older maybe her dad told him. She spotted Fred and George sneaking around 'what were they up to now,' she followed them, heading up to the seventh floor, down the left corridor as she turned around the corner, they vanished.

"What the hell?" she looked around the empty, "there's no way they could have run that fast," she heard a cat meow, as she turned around she saw Mrs Norris, she held her hand up to the animal, "nice kitty," the cat ran along the hall to Mr Filch.

She ran along the hall she stopped dead in her tracks as a door revealed itself to her, a hand reached out pulling her inside. Hold their hand over her mouth, she struggled swiftly elbowing them in the gut and stomping on the feet.

"We saved your ass," Fred said,

"Or would you rather we let Filch catch you," George said, holding his stomach.

"Sorry, I hit you, and stood on your foot," she said, he held his hand up to her.

"I know now not to pull you into a room," she laughed

"What is this room anyway?"

"We don't know, we found it not long ago when we needed an escape from Filch,"

"Now George don't give away everything,"

"I've had enough, of the back and forth Freddie, how about we call a truce," she said, holding her hand out to him, he flicked his eyes to George.

"We found this parchment," Fred began

"If you can figure out how it works," George added

"We'll call a truce," Fred finished she laughed

"That's it, just figure out how to work it," she reached for the parchment, Fred pulled it away from her,

"It's not that easy, we've been trying for over two months, to crack this," he told her.

"Well, maybe a fresh pair of eyes, might see something you don't," George took the Parchment from him handing it to her, she opened it creasing her brows at the blank pages. "Revelio," she cast.

"You don't think we tried that," Fred laughed, she glared at him, as a sentence appeared on the parchment.

"Hi, my little lion cub, I hoped one this would fall into your hands, one day. What's the password? - Padfoot"

"What?" George asked, she stayed quiet, only her father called her his little lion cub.

"It just said," she paused, as they waited for her to respond, "Hi, young Gryffindor, what's the password?"

"Do you know it?" Fred asked

"Of course not, giving me till New Year, I bet you I know how to work it,"

"Not a chance-

"I think we should let her," George interrupted Fred,

"Fine, if you figure that out, in 3 weeks, then we'll call a truce,"

She smiled shaking his hand, as all three of them poked their heads out of the door glancing left then right. Seeing no sign of Filch, they left the room, turning around as the door disappeared they went their separate ways. Rhea had the biggest smile on her face, this parchment had something to do with her father, and she was going to give it back to him.