YOUR POV

I started to run towards the common room at full speed. Maybe they would still be there? I kept running. I ran by several squadrons of Ravenclaw first and second years. I'm pretty sure they shouted something about how running without looking at both sides was dangerous. Who listens to that rule anymore? That's right, only the Ravenclaws. And...maybe a few Slytherins who won't admit it. I jumped a small flight of stairs, going two by two and continued to run through the stony halls. I finally skidded to a stop.

"Pepper Pantyhose!" I wheezed out. Who comes up with these anyways? Eh, probably Dumbledore.

The Fat lady gestured her hand out, and the portrait opened revealing a small (yet big enough) for the students to crawl through. I hopped right through it, but landed butt-first on the hard, wooden floor.

"Ow...." I groaned while rubbing my behind trying to ease the pain.

I got up slowly, still rubbing my tailbone. I began looking for a certain set of twins. I checked the sitting room, and they weren't there. I tried the cupboard hidden behind the Unicorn tapestry, nothing. I hollered up to the boys dormitory asking if they were there. I heard some people walking around calling for them, but the final answer was no. Suddenly, I heard somebody shout the password VERY loudly and dive-bomb in. Guess whom it was?

The twins in all their red-hair glory.

I walked over to them and raised an eyebrow. "What were you guys doing?"

They looked at me, then each other, and back at themselves. "Nothing."

"I've known you two long enough to know that nothing always means 'oh, we definitely did something probably illegal or worse or we broke Hogwarts rules and lost points' Wait....have you guys ever lost house points?."

"Nope-"

"Not once-"

"Never." The finished simultaneously.

"Great. So what did you guys do? Seeing that your covered with soot." I remembered McGonagall's request: keep the twins out of her office.

I facepalmed, "Where you two in the office of our Head of House?"

"Yes." Said George compliantly. "But for good reasons."

"McGonagall happened to take about three-quarters or more of our yearly pranking supplies by ransacking the boys dormitory. She also happened to snag the Marauders Map, so Harry sent us to get it back. But don't worry, we set off a cover prank so it's fine." explained Fred.

"What prank?"

There was a loud BOOM, and I could smell the dung bomb seeping through a crack in the portrait hole.

"That one!" They said cheerfully. "Too keep her out of her office!"

"Oh no." I facepalmed more. "Well, anyways, I was looking for you two."

"Oh really?" said George, helping Fred up off the floor along with himself. "With what?"

"The Ball this weekend. I can't handle it by myself at all! So if you wouldn't mind, could you help me out a little?"

The twins looked at each other and nodded. "Alright. So what do you need help with?"

"Shopping."

They both groaned. "Could it be anything else besides that?" Fred whined.

"No."

They groaned more. "Fiiiinnneeeee. So what do you need?"

"A dress and a mask. I already know what I'm gonna do for any other accessories, so that's covered. Oh! And I need shoes! Also, you guys are going to be my second and third opinion people. That cool?"

"Okay!"

"So when are we leaving?"

"At about three for Hogsmeade. We have until six pm."

The looked at each other. "Excuse us," Fred said faking snooty politely, "we need to have a brotherly chat. Won't be a moment."

The huddled together, facing the opposite of me. Great. The twins are planning a conspiracy. I heard them mumble several things and George agreeing to something that Fred murmured.

Then I heard Fred loudly whisper, "HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?!"

George whispered back. "I don't think I have one anymore. So, we in agreement?"

"Hmm...yes, should appear so. That would work."

"Indeed."

The turned around to face me again. "Well, you're in luck. We're gonna have an extra hour on our hands."

"I don't want to break any rules though. We aren't breaking the rules, are we?"

"Breaking is a cruel word. Try.....bending." George offered.

"Fine. So what's the plan?" I asked. I will admit: I was dangerously curious about this.

"One, we sneak off to the statue of the witch with a hump on its back. No one will no we're gone because we have lunch right before, and that's about an hour long. Fred, would you care to continue?"

"Alright," started Fred, "we go through the passageway that's in the hump to lead us straight into the Honeydukes cellar. Then, we somehow sneak out of it and into the shop, exiting out into the main road of Hogsmeade. Then, we do shopping."

"That's the plan? I'm impressed. You came up with that in two minutes."

"Why thank you!" The twins did a mock bow. "We're known for our huddle ups!"

"Your not, really."

"Buh buh buh buh.." Fred said splaying his fingers at me, flicking them. "No need to ruin it."

"Technologies these days with these kids." George pinched his nose and scoffed.

"Okay guys, I get it. Now, are we going or not?" I grinned.

Fred reflected my grin and lead the way to the statue with George right behind us. We ran down a few moving staircases and past the charms classroom. They took a left down a corridor I never used before. It looked rather lonely, even with the blazing torches and paintings. But still....it gave me bad vibes.

"H-hey. You guys have been here longer than me. Did something happen here? I feel like something's different....."

George nodded grimly, his mouth tight. "Yeah, something did happen. In our third year, you know when Lupin was around. And no, this wasn't him. We're the only two out of all the students who know about it, along with the staff."

"What happened here....." I trailed off.

"Well, one night me and George were minding our own business and coming back to the common room and we decided 'hey! let's take a shortcut through there!'. That ended out to be a very bad idea."

"Yeah....we were about to cross the hallway but McGonagall stopped us. And in the first time in our lives, she looked shocked. Like, someone had stabbed her or something."

Fred sighed. "She looked at us, and I swear-that she had been crying. Her face was all red and her eyelashes were soaked. We asked if she was okay, and she just looked at us and gave us a hug at the same time. She said to us, 'I couldn't lose you two either' that was it."

"We both asked, like you right now, what had happened." George continued. "She backed up away from us and muttered a spell or incantation of some sort, and the hallway, which seemed clear, parted like a curtain."

"Showing us something horrible."

"Something no one should ever see."

"We saw the bodies of about 60 members of Gryfindor House dead on the floor of this hallway. All blood types. McGonagall told us it was the effects of the Draught of Death potion. Someone must've spreaded it onto the floor and hexed it only to effect Gryffindors."

"But that was it." George sighed. "We were told not to speak of it again. So, we didn't. Except now of course."

I was heartbroken, but all I said was,"Are they buried somewhere?"

"No, they were cremated and the floor was un-hexed and cleansed. " informed Fred.

"Let's go." I said sadly. "And let this place be."

The twins wrapped their arms around me and we headed for the passageway.