Author's Note: Hello everyone! This story will have both Katie and Fred's POVs. Drop me a review and tell me what you think, I appreciate it!

Peeking my head around the corner, I checked to make sure the coast was clear. I shot a glance over my shoulder, and thankfully no one was in sight. I stepped back into the shadows and pulled a folded up piece of parchment that appeared to be blank from my robes. Taking out my wand, I pointed it over the folds.

"I solemnly swear I am up to no good." I whispered. Hearing the words, the blank parchment started to show words and inside, a map. I smiled to myself and unfolded the map. I looked down and spotted Snape's footsteps rounding the corner in a nearby hallway, making his way closer to where George and I stationed ourselves. My smile soon disappeared as I saw another set of footsteps right behind me.

I panicked and looked up to see a second year Gryffindor—Katie Bell, I think her name was. She looked startled to see me hiding in the shadows, and opened her mouth to speak. I glanced down at the map again to see that Snape was due to be in the hallway at any given moment.

"What are you doi—" Panicked, I clamped my hand down over her mouth and pulled her back into the shadows. I spun her around so that she was behind me pushed up against the wall, and I was covering her completely. Even for a second year the girl was rather small, and I grinned mischievously down at her. Her frightened eyes met mine and I almost felt bad for the girl. With the wand in my hand, I made a gesture to show that she should be quiet. I gave her a brief smile, and she nodded her agreement.

Slowly I removed my hand from her mouth and she looked at me confusedly. I glanced quickly down at the map, and Snape was just about to step into the hall.

"Oi, George!" I shouted in a hushed manner down the corridor. I saw his head pop out from behind some curtains. I gave him the thumbs up, and he nodded his understanding. I popped back in the shadows after seeing Snape round the corner, coming into view.

I suppressed laughing when I saw George's smirking face. Suddenly a bright flash of colors flashed before Snape in an array of rainbows. He scowled at them confusedly, but then it turned into anger when the shoots of light began to fly at him. The flashes of rainbow stuck onto Snape, appearing like sticky tattoos all over his skin. Snape hissed something underneath his breath and tried to shake off the attacking rainbows, but to no avail.

I grinned at George and I's accomplishment, and I had almost forgotten about the girl behind me when I hear her giggle.

Panicking again I swung around and clamped a hand over her mouth. Her eyes widened again and she stood still, not even bothering to move. I slowly released my hand again and peeked out to Snape who was busy looking around for the Charms set upon him.

I suppressed laughing again when I saw George peek his head out. Grinning wickedly at Snape, he stuck his tongue out behind his back and made a face at our potions professor. I rolled my eyes and grinned at my twin brother.

Snape spun around, but not fast enough, for George had already retreated back into his hiding place. I chuckled under my breath and looked back down at the confused Gryffindor girl pushed up against the stone wall.

She was small, even so for a little second year. George and I were in our third year at Hogwarts, and even back in our first year we hadn't been that short. Her long brown hair was pulled back into a high ponytail, and her big brown eyes looked around confusedly. She just seemed so tiny, even for a girl. I wasn't the tallest guy in school, but I was at least a head taller than this fragile little girl.

I peeked down at the map in my hand and heard footsteps draw closer behind me. I shoved the map back into my robes along with my wand. My heart pounded against my chest, afraid of being caught by our evil professor. The girl looked frightened at being caught and her scared eyes met mine once again. I smiled, but it quickly disappeared when I heard Snape's voice.

"Weasley number one, I presume?" Snape spat out. I turned around to face my professor, knowing very well I had been caught red handed.

"Why, professor Snape, only you could tell Georgie and I apart from the back of our heads." I laughed with a goofy grin on my face. I looked at my professor who was covered head to toe in tie-dye streaks, with the occasional streak of glitter here and there. Snape did not look amused.

I gulped when I heard a giggle escape from behind me. What was this girl doing? No one laughed at Snape, except for George and I that is. She must be mental.

Snape pushed me aside to come face to face with the small second year Gryffindor. He sneered down at the tiny girl before him, and she gulped, a smile still on her face. I felt strangely protective over the tiny, fragile little girl before me, and I spoke up.

"Professor, she had nothing to do with it, you see—"

"Mr. Weasley, please, shut up." I nodded my head stupidly and glanced warily between the girl and my professor. "Miss Bell, I did not expect this from you." Her big brown eyes looked up innocently at him.

"What did I do, professor?" She batted her lashes a few times and smiled.

Snape didn't even seem phased by it. "Fifteen points from Gryffindor each, Miss Bell, Weasley number one," Snape looked behind him, and my eyes locked onto where George was hiding. "Weasley number two, you as well. Come out now."

George reluctantly stepped out from hiding and hung his head. I could see a grin on his face. "Sorry professor Snape."

I glanced up at Snape. "Weasel, shut up. You and I both know bloody well that you're not sorry."

George popped his head up to look at Snape. He had a huge grin on his face. "Aw, professor, I'm touched. You know me too well."

Snape's glare deepened, and he turned to face the girl and I. It was nothing new that George and I constantly lost House points for Gryffindor, but it seemed highly unlikely for someone like the girl before me to do so. She seemed like the type of kid who would earn points for Gryffindor, not have them taken away.

Snape tried to brush off some of the mess we made from his black robes. "Detention for a week you three. My office, now." And with that, the grease ball turned on his heel to walk away. George just shrugged and I walked over to him. I glanced back at the girl who stood there for a moment, shocked at Snape's words, and finally scuttled over to catch up with George and I.

The walk to Snape's office was silent and uneventful, and we passed Lee Jordan on the way. He rolled his eyes, and George and I just grinned. Lee cocked an eyebrow when he spotted a third person walking behind us, and I just shrugged. He shook his head and went back to what he was doing.

Finally the four of us arrived at Snape's office. He went to sit down at his desk, and George and I made ourselves at home in some chairs that were in front of his over sized desk. George and I glanced back at the girl who shyly made her way over to a chair and sat down timidly.

None of us spoke, and Snape just glared. "I expect this from you two idiots, but not you, Miss Bell. You three will take this week's detention to work on your potions assignments. Merlin knows the three of you need it." George and I just laughed, but the small girl just blushed.

I leaned back into the chair, head in hands. "Is that all, professor?"

"Yeah, apparently we've got some potions homework to work on." I flashed a smile at my brother.

Snape sighed and stared back at us, completely unamused. "You three may leave now. I assume you can find the door to the classroom?"

George and I just shrugged and rose, with the girl following close behind us.

Once outside of Snape's office, we stepped into the classroom. I burst out laughing and George joined in. The girl just sat down in the back of the room quietly, looking down at the desk. Still laughing, George and I made our way over to the quiet girl. George took a chair, turned it around and sat facing her and I sat on top of a desk next to her. She rose her eyebrows at us, but kept quiet.

"Hello darling," George drawled out. He was batting his lashes at her and she blushed. "now what's a pretty thing like you doing in detention with us?"

The girl rolled her eyes. "You should know. Your brother got me in here." Ah, so she wasn't so shy after all. And she could tell the difference between us. Impressive.

"Yes, which brings me to my next question." George turned to face me now. "How did she get in here, brother?"

I shrugged, and leaned back on the desks. "She was just walking around, and I couldn't get her ruining our plans for Snape." I smiled, thinking back to how ridiculous Snape looked.

The girl snorted. "Right, 'cuz that worked out so well."

My brow rose at her. Sassy little thing she was. "Now, now, let's play nice. It's just detention."

"Something I assume you two are all too familiar with."

George laughed and I scowled. "Well, it's not all that bad. Snape's detentions are far better than Filch's. We caught him on a good day. He hardly ever gives us study detentions." I nodded at George. This was true.

"It is bad, I've never had detention before." She huffed and crossed her arms defiantly across her chest.

George sniggered as I rolled my eyes. "Come on, love, now it can't be horrible. After all, you have George and I here to keep you company." Together the two of us flashed her our best smiles, and she giggled. She knew I was right—I had done my best to keep her safe from Snape.

"Well, okay. I suppose you're right." She smiled shyly up at me, then over to George.

"So what's your name, dear?"

"Katie Bell." She looked over to George. "And you're George Weasley." This time she looked up at me and gave a smile. "And that makes you Fred."

George and I glanced at each other and furrowed our brows to the girl. "How'd you know?" Only a few people could tell us apart like this. Snape being one of them.

Katie giggled and leaned forward in her seat, propping herself up on her elbows. "Well, for starters, Fred has higher cheekbones than you." George's hands immediately went up to touch his cheeks, and I laughed. Katie looked up at me. "And you usually speak and act first. George is usually quieter." I scowled at this and it was George's turn to laugh. This girl was strange.

"Ah, so do Georgie and I have a little stalker?"

Katie blushed and made a face at me. I laughed. "No, but you two are always around. Plus, you play Quidditch."

"And you're a big fan of ours I see?" George wiggled his eyebrows at her and she snorted.

"I'm a fan of the sport."

Interested in this small little girl, I swung my legs up on the desk, crossed them, and propped my head up by my hands. "Do tell, Miss Bell." Katie rolled her eyes at my rhyme, and smiled.

"Well, I am trying out for Chaser next week. I doubt I'll get it though. The captain would never pick me..." With that she blushed, and I heard George snigger.

"Aw, does wittle Katie Kates have a wittle crush on Oliver Wood?" Katie stuck her tongue out at my brother, but her blush deepened. I laughed, but I couldn't figure out why this bothered me so much. So a little second year girl had a crush on Wood. Nothing knew there.

"No, I do not, thank you very much."

"Well, then, who?" I was curious now. Sure she was only twelve, but girls had crushes at that age, right? For Merlin's sake, Ginny had a crush on every Quidditch player she saw on Ron's posters.

She huffed and crossed her arms again, sinking back in her chair. "That's none of your business."

George laughed harder and I joined in halfheartedly. So she did fancy someone. "C'mon, Kates, tell us."

One of Katie's eyebrows rose at me. "Wouldn't you like to know."

"Actually, I would." I batted my lashes at her jokingly. "Please?" I leaned forward slightly for the added effect. She blushed, and I knew I had her. Sure my brother and I were only thirteen, but we've both had our fair share of dates. What can I say, girls loved us.

"Well," She bit her lip in contemplation. "alright. It's..." George and I leaned forward.

"What was that, dear?" George asked, cupping his hand to his ear.

"Yes, couldn't quite hear ya, you're gonna havta speak up."

Katie sighed and glared at us for a moment, turning pink. "Cedric Diggory." She tried to sound calm and collected, but the pink on her cheeks told a different story.

George burst out laughing, and I couldn't help but to join in. "Diggory?" I choked out.

"He's such a prat!" George added.

Katie glared at us. "He is not, George!" This made my brother laugh louder, and I kinda felt bad for her.

"Well, suit yourself on that one. Personally I think that redheads covered in freckles are more attractive..." I winked at her and she blushed, turning to glare at George, who was still laughing.

"Anyways," She began. George quieted down a bit, but did not stop from laughing here and there. "who do you two fancy then?"

It was George's turn to blush. Ever since we started Hogwarts he's had the biggest crush on Angelina Johnson, a girl in our house. He's just never plucked up the courage to ask her out.

I chuckled at George. "Georgie boy likes Angelina." Katie giggled at this. They must be friends.

"And who do you like?" Katie smirked at me and I shrugged.

"No one, at the moment. But thanks for asking, doll." I gave her another wink and she blushed a deeper red, smiling at me. My stomach felt strange.

"You honestly think I believe that?"

I nodded my head and flashed a smile at her. "Yep. So now, tell us about yourself, Kates."

And that's how we spent the next two hours in detention with Snape. Who knew how great of friends we'd all become.