Fred, Natasha, George and Lee were busy setting up a prank before the final tournament. They had managed to get some first and seventh years in as well to help set up, paying them with Weasley products that they weren't going to market.
Natasha couldn't help but feel nervous though, as a weird feeling in her body set her on edge. Her stomach felt like a large knot of rope whenever she walked past a champion, and sometimes when she walked past either Harry or Cedric she would nearly collapse from the horrid feeling.
She knew something bad was set in motion, and fate was slowly turning against one of the champions. She had consulted Professor Trelawney, who happened to be one of the sweetest teachers in the school, and she had mentioned the possibility of Natasha having Seer abilities.
Meanwhile the rest of the school were bouncing off of the walls as the day of the final challenge edged closer, the bets passed around skyrocketing as different endings were predicted. George had managed to convince a fifth-year girl that Harry would win but Viktor would touch the cup first, earning 50 galleons from the girl.
The prank, however, was something that only the four pranksters knew about. Not even Minerva, who could usually tell when something was up, had a clue. They only communicated through parchment that they had enchanted in a similar style to the Marauders Map, carrying it to their classes and passing it around as they walked together.
Exams had been cancelled this year, but classes still rolled ahead, and the four had finalised their prank just a week before the last tournament.
"We did it, Freddie," whispered Natasha after their potions class, her hair still smelling of the Amortentia potion that Felicity had 'accidentally' dropped on her. Professor Snape had not taken away any points but called Felicity to his office for detention later tonight.
Fred grinned at Natasha and slung his arm over her shoulders, his height helping him lean on his tiny girlfriend. "By midday tomorrow, every classroom will look gorgeous darling!" he said, using a strange accent on the word darling.
George and Lee walked next to the two lovers and slung their arms around Fred and Natasha, so that the four were snugly up against each other as they walked back to the common room.
"Have you got Astrology tonight Nat?" George asked, and Natasha's eyes widened. She scrambled out of the boys' arms and practically jumped into the common room as a terrified first year flattened himself against the wall. Natasha's hair waved violently around her head as she sped up the staircase to her dorm.
"What's the bet she forgot she took Astrology again?" Lee whispered, and Fred and George both chuckled nervously. Natasha had a habit of getting distracted after school, and it was when she got like this that they knew she had forgotten to do her homework.
She reappeared from her dorm a few minutes later, in one of Fred's knitted sweaters, a pair of Lee's pants and George's socks. She had tied her hair back into a bun above her head and a large pile of parchment and textbooks floating behind her, followed by a queasy looking Angelina and Alicia.
"She's crazy," Angelina muttered as the three boys rubbed her back whispering soothing words. According to the girls, Natasha had stripped right in front of them, before running around half-naked trying to find her wand which was caught in her discarded robes.
Fred couldn't help but feel a pang of jealously in his heart as he heard that his girlfriend had been naked just metres away from him, but he knew that was stupid and buried it away. Natasha slumped down on one of the desks in the common room and started writing away with her white feathered quill, the words spilling elegantly across the page.
It was going to be a long few hours.
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Natasha had finished writing just a mere ten minutes before her class was supposed to start, but instead of walking there, a surprise was waiting for her at the entrance of the common room.
Fred was there, with his trusty broom in his hand, as well as George who had food with him. "Fancy a ride to the Astrology tower love?" Fred asked, and Natasha giggled, clambering on. George handed her a pumpkin pasty and the three rode off towards the tower, earning whoops from students as they whizzed past.
Technically, it wasn't against the rules to ride inside, it was just deeply frowned upon, especially by those who weren't skilled in the area of flying. Madam Pince was one such teacher, who was quietly walking back to the library from dinner when George Weasley zipped past her.
"MISTER WEASLEY, DETENTION!" she shrieked, as Fred promptly zoomed past her, with Natasha clutching his waist. The three laughed at the librarian as she started to run after them, her hat falling off in the process.
"SORRY MADAM PINCE, BUT MY BEST FRIEND NEEDS TO GET TO CLASS SO LET'S RESCHEDULE OUR DATE, YEAH?" George hollered, earning snickers from Minerva who had also been on her way to the library.
The three managed to make it to the tower with a minute to spare, in which Fred quickly brushed down Natasha's hair and pressed a long, sweet kiss to her lips. George groaned and split the two up, lightly shoving Natasha up the staircase of the tower.
"School now, sexy time later," he ordered, physically restraining his twin as he tried to get back up to Natasha. She pouted but none the less ran up the staircase, her homework neatly stacked in her bag, tied with a gold ribbon just for show.
Fred waited until she was completely out of sight. "Sexy time George? Out of all the things in your mind you say sexy time?" Fred groaned and George grinned, lightly nudging Fred.
"Mate, she's your soulmate, of course sexy time will come up soon, especially if we end up getting that place in Diagon Alley, then you'll be sexy timing all the time," George retorted, before climbing back onto the broom in his arms.

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FanfictionSirius Orion Black. Mass murderer, and father to one of the bravest witches the Wizarding World has ever face. The child in question? Natasha Lily Black. Proud Gryffindor half-blood, with a brain that could outdo even Hermione Granger. She's smart...