Frankly, Evie hates you
It was lunchtime and Ollie Knight and Frieda Anthemis were sitting next to each other at the Hufflepuff table. "Hold on. You got a detention?," the older boy asked in disbelieve. "Well yes. But it wasn't my fault. See, Fred and George..."
"Oh not them again! What did they do this time?," a familiar voice called out. It was Evie who just came back from her own table. Frieda rolled her eyes. "Long story short: They pranked me and my brother and Snape thought it was me and now I have to go to detention. Yay!"
The brown haired girl in front of her couldn’t believe her ears. "They what now? This is going way too far! It‘s one thing when they mess with me. But when they mess with precious little Frieda over here that‘s a whole other story." Evie’s golden brown eyes almost flickered.
"Hey, what about me?", Ollie exclaimed. "You can look after yourself just fine. But look at her. She’s almost as helpless as Longbottom.“ "Longbottom‘s not helpless. I actually think he‘s kind of brave."
Her two friends looked at Frieda weirdly before Evie went on "Yeah whatever. So do we have a plan for revenge? Oh I know. How about..." "Evie no," Frieda interrupted. "But why not? It’s gonna be so much fun." And with that the trio heard the sound of steps behind them.
"Fun? Sounds like we’re just in time George." It was the twins approaching them. "What do you want?," Evie hissed at them while her and Ollie positioned themselves protectively in front of Frieda. They always felt the need of protecting her even though she was fully capable of doing so herself. She just did not like it.
"We were actually here to make your little friend over there an offer." Fred pointed at Frieda who softly pushed her friends aside. "What offer?," she asked raising one eyebrow. When nobody answered, Fred gave George a nudge so he would react. "Erm...we...Fred and I would like to help you with whatever task you‘ll be getting for detention."
"And what do you have to gain from that?," Evie fell in. "Don‘t rush us," Fred grinned "In return you‘re not gonna get revenge and you‘re not gonna tell anyone that it was us." "But I wasn’t..." "She wasn’t going to deny you that offer. That’s what you wanted to say, right Frieda?," Ollie tried to hinder her from making a mistake.
She just nodded as she realized what she almost did. "Alright then. Let us know when we should be there," Fred said and the twins turned around and left. "Well that was...interesting," Ollie shrugged and continued eating his lunch.
It was the night of the detention. Snape already awaited Frieda in front of the kitchen. Earlier that day she was looking for Fred and George everywhere in order to tell them when they should be there but she could not find them for the life of her. So she just decided to do it on her own.
Her Professor stared Frieda down as she arrived. "So, Miss Anthemis? Great to finally see you here. Welcome to detention. Follow me." She did as she was told and followed Snape to the kitchen where she was met with the curious stares of several house Elves. The fact that keeping these elves basically as slaves was still legal always baffled Frieda. Everybody always told her that they liked it and that it’s always been this way. But who would like that?
The black haired Professor handed her a bucket and a mop. "Here. You have two hours to clean up the kitchen." And with that he left. Frieda immediately started her task as suddenly two certain red haired boys appeared each holding a mop.
"Fred and George." "At your service." They said both saluting with their free hand. The blonde chuckled. "How did you know where I am?" "Sorry but that will remain our secret.," Fred said with a wink.
An hour into work the three were invested in a conversation about Evie. "But why her? What did she do to you?" The twins looked at each other smirked and said in unison "Nothing." "But why? If you just stopped, you could save us all so much trouble." "She was the only one who fought back and it’s been fun so far,"Fred answered and Frieda rolled her eyes.
"Well frankly, Evie hates you." "Well frankly," George added "we don’t care." All of them started laughing. They went on like this until the topic changed to the Triwizard Tournament.
"And how did you think you can participate? Aren’t you only sixteen?" "What do you mean only. We’re gonna be seventeen in April. That’s soon enough," Fred said angrily. "Okay easy. You‘re still sixteen though. You can’t really do anything about that, can you?" "We were thinking about an Ageing Potion. Do you know how to do that maybe?" George looked down to the floor. "Hey George, we don’t need help from a little Hufflepuff." Frieda looked up from her work. "We‘ll see about that."
All of a sudden she heard a creak coming from the kitchen door. Panicked she looked at her watch. "That’s Snape! You two have to go. Now!" As she said these words she turned around to face her Professor. "Who were you talking to?" "Erm..." Frieda turned around again to see that the twins were gone. "No one."