First Year,
Game On, Weasley

After two weeks of school and Rhea Black had made her impression on the Professors, especially Professor McGonagall. She had already received four detentions, of which her mother wasn't happy about, the Professor that despised her most was her Potions Master, Professor Snape. He seemed thoroughly annoyed when she was in his class, she assumed he was like that with all students that weren't in his house.

Her friendship with Angelina Johnson and Alicia Spinnet was proving to be a solid friendship, the three girls had a lot in common. From Quidditch to their favourite bands and artist, muggle and wizarding artist. Both girls were amazed by how much muggle music Rhea was aware of, she explained how her father would often blast muggle music throughout their home.

As she walked downstairs into their common room, she still hadn't found a great activity to do at the weekends. 'I can't believe I have to wait two years before I can visit Hogsmeade,' she thought. She sat on the sofa waiting for Angelina and Alicia to come downstairs, they were doing their hair, Rhea did very little to her hair, just brushing the odd tangle out.

"You know what we're doing?"

"Yes, Fred, just one question though why are you so keen to get Rhea?" she slumped down on the sofa to avoid being seen by them.

"Because she acts like a big shot, I just want to knock her down a little, what better way to do that, than with Dungbombs, come on let's go," she listened as they left the common room.

"You think you can mess with me, game on, Weasley," she said out loud she looked around for someone.

As Angelina and Alicia came down, she explained that there was a plot against her, she needed to act if she wanted to be safe from their plan. They shook their heads at her, they had noticed that something happened between one of the boys and her. What happened Rhea clearly wasn't happy about it, as she ran through the hall, she bumped into another Gryffindor.

"Oh Lee, thank Merlin I found you," she said, wrapping her arms around him, "I need your help, to prank Fred and George Weasley,"

"The Weasley twins, are you insane-

"Hey, I've done pranks, that their minds wouldn't be able to comprehend, I want to show them, that they can't mess with me," he thought about her offer, he could be pranked as a result of helping her.

"Okay, I'll help you,"

"Great come on, I've got an idea," she took his hand hurrying back to their common room.

Rhea sat Lee down in the corner of their common room while she returned to her dorm room to grab a few supplies. She pulled a box, that her mother didn't know she had packed inside was the holy grail of pranks. She had recorded every prank her father, James and Remus had spoken about, 'they've got no idea what I have planned.'

She took a bottle of Fleamont Potter's Sleekeazy's Hair Potion, a tube of Black paint and a few small water balloons. As she returned back downstairs, Lee was surprised by her ingredients, 'I hope she knew what she was doing,' Rhea set the bottle on the table with the paint beside it.

"Right, I've never shown anyone this before," she began holding a book against her chest, "but when my dad was at school he use to pull pranks all the time, with his friends, and I have every prank they've ever pulled right here,"

"Alright!" he exclaimed, "we'll definitely have an advantage against Fred and George," Lee reached forward to get a better look at the book

"Only I will read from this book, wouldn't want it falling into the wrong hands would we," he shook his head, she opened the book to the page that she needed as she read carefully, 'victims of this prank, Aimee Burke, Amycus Carrow, Alecto Carrow and Severus Snape'

"Are you alright?" Lee asked as Rhea's eye lingered on her mother's name, she knew how her mother felt about pranks and this was probably why.

"Yes, right erm," she looked at the instructions "empty an even amount of the sleekeazy potion into the balloons, leave enough room for the black paint,"

"Check"

"Then pour the black paint inside until the balloon is full,"

"Check"

"Give 'em here," she took the balloon, shaking them up to mix the potion and the paint together "now they're ready,"

"Reducto" she cast shrinking all the items to put them in her pocket, saving her from having to return them.

Rhea talked Lee through what to do with the paint bombs, she was the bait the twins were targetting her, and they were going to regret it. She knew they had seen her, she walked slinging her bag over her shoulder as she turned the corner she sang to herself quietly.

"I'm so excited, and I just can't hide it, I'm about to lose control and I think I like it,"

"Hey Black, catch!" Fred shouted but before he could launch the dung bomb Rhea's paint balloons burst, dropping the black simmering liquid all over the pair.

Lee high fived Rhea as she and he left to relax in the common room, while Fred and George were caught by Mr Filch, she smiled as they were taken to Filch's office. She and Lee lounged with Angelina and Alicia awaiting the return of Fred and George Weasley, as they entered she smirked looking up at them.

"Trouble?"

"It won't come out," George said bluntly, gesturing to their black hair dyed hair.

"Oh, that's a shame," she said not at all sympathetic.

"Why did do this?" Fred asked

"Because now you know not to cross me," she glanced at a piece of old parchment in Fred's hand "what do you have there?"

"Just parchment to write lines," he said

"Filch gave it to us as punishment," George added, she cocked her brow.

Mr Filch wasn't a person who use writing lines as a punishment, he prefered more extreme forms of punishment. Her father warned her of Mr Filch, and Snape, as he believe him to be petty enough to give Rhea and her siblings a hard time at Hogwarts. Though she already knew this because of Ethan's interaction with the potion master.

Today was a victory.

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