IF LOOKS COULD KILL, Aiden, Natalie, Fred and George would be dead twice by now, at the way Jessica was glaring at them, silently. She turned away from them, with a sassy hairflip.

Jessica mentally cringed, thinking, why did I do a hair flip? Who does that? That was literally the cringiest thing I've ever done in my entire life.

Aiden couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped his lips, as he laughed at his best friend's sass. Natalie started laughing too. And once Natalie started laughing, the twins couldn't help but join in. Natalie's laughter was contagious.

It took Jessica a lot to keep herself from grinning. She did this by thinking about Snape. Automatically, at his thought, a frown curved her lips downwards.

"Look, Jess, I knew you're probably thinking that we were way out of line." George began, taking one step forward, as she took one back, "but it's not what you think it is, it's actually —"

"Really George?" Jessica rounded on him, "it isn't what it looks like, is like the worst excuse ever created."

"It sounds like I'm telling her I'm breaking up with her," George mumbled into Fred's ear.

"I heard that, dimwit! Now get out of the room. You know what, never mind, I'm going to Ginny's room anyway." Jessica tried to push him asides but he wouldn't budge.

Natalie snorted, "oh wow, it's only been a day and you've already replaced us."

"oh wow, it's only been about five years and you've already started to meet up behind my back." Jessica retorted.

"Okay, that was a pretty good comeback." Aiden chuckled, but quickly shut his mouth as Natalie glared at him.

"Just hear us through, Jessica." Fred calmed her, gently taking her hand, as she ripped it away. He exchanged a glance with George.

"Get out of my way, you gits!" Jessica said.

"Sit down on the bed, give us fifteen minutes tops, and then we'll leave you alone." Aiden bargained.

Jessica groaned, as she thumped down on the bed, "ten minutes."

"Deal's on fifteen." Natalie argued.

"Fine! Hurry up and say whatever bullshit you want to say." Jessica crossed her arms across her chest.

"Okay, so we don't particularly want to tell you something, but we want to show you something." Natalie explained.

"Uh huh," Jessica snorted uninterestedly.

"Close your eyes," George said gently, and Jessica began to protest, "I knew you'd give trouble in that, so I brought this."

He held a pitch black, specially charmed blindfold so you wouldn't see anything while wearing it, and put it around Jessica eyes. A shower of tingles came into contact in her stomach as George's fingers caressed the back of her neck. He stepped back after she was blindfolded. She could see nothing.

She heard them whispering to each other, and they asked her to hold out her hands. She rolled her eyes at their childishness, but did it all the same.

"I swear, if this is some lame prank." Jessica warned.

"No, no, no, it's not trust us." Fred reasoned.

"You shouldn't have said that," Aiden snorted, "now she'll be even more suspicious."

"Just hold out your hands, Jessica." George soothed her.

    Jessica hesitantly did so, and felt a wooden surface on her palms. Natalie told her to place one hand on top of the object. Jessica flinched a little as her hand came into contact with a cold glass surface. The surface on the top was round.

   She figured out that it was a snow globe. But she couldn't be too sure, she was blindfolded after all.

   All of a sudden, she felt herself no longer sitting on the bed. She was standing. But she was not. It was the most odd feeling. It's the dazed feeling you get when you're in a dream. It felt as though she was standing in a dream, but sitting on the bed in real life.

   Her blindfold vanished. She could see a vast white flooring and ceiling ahead herself. She cautiously walled forwards. She gasped aloud as she saw Aiden coming towards her. But only, it wasn't the Aiden she currently knew. He looked way too young.

"Aiden? What's going on? Where are we, what is this place?" She bombarded him with questions.

   He didn't answer. He was wearing those dumb jean overalls with robots on them which he loved wearing in first year. She gaped as she saw a younger version of herself come towards the younger Aiden.

   The younger Jessica was wearing a bright yellow shirt with black leggings. Her black hair was short and silky. The colour scheme resembled a bumble bee.

The younger Jessica laughed a squeaky laugh, and Aiden lifted her up in his arms. The younger Jessica squealed and pounded Aiden's back with her small fists. Aiden lofted her up further, and placed her so her legs were dangling from each side of his neck. Aiden ran around making pig noises as he gave her a piggy back ride.

Jessica laughed and sniffled her nose as she remembered when that had actually happened in first hears. They were the days when Jessica was shammed and turned away by all the kids, because she was a Black. One of her first friends, was Aiden.

The scene disolved, and Jessica saw her younger version lying, stomach down on the floor, as she applied black nail polish to Natalie's nails. It was third year. They were talking away about boys, gossips, and all that girl stuff.

Natalie said something funny, causing the younger Jessica to burst out laughing. She was taken by surprise at her best friend's words, which caused her nail polish applying to stumble.

Natalie looked down at her hand, and saw that the black nail polish was leading from her index finger nail to her wrist. She growled at the younger Jessica. But the younger Jessica was too bust, now rolling on the floor with laughter, and wiping tears out of her eyes.

Once agin, the scene changed. The younger Jessica was clutching at her stomach in pain, and lying on the floor of the Gryffindor common room. Fred came towards her, and gently took her in his arms. He took her to the hospital wing, after she told him she was having cramps.

He pushed away everyone in the crowd that blocked the way as his only priority was to get his best friend out of her pain. He gently caressed her hand as he took her.

He was so blind to everyone around him that he pushed Professor McGonagall away saying, "Get out of the way! My best friend is in pain!" His eyes widened as he silently accpeted his death as he saw McGonagall's angry face. The professor's expression softened as she saw he girl in his arms.

She let him pass without a word.

Fred smiled to himself, as once again, he started to push people away aggressively as he walked towards the Hospital wing, with his best friend in his arms.

And one last time, the scene changed. The younger Jessica was standing in front of a Boggart, confident that she was going to defeat whatever she would see in there. It was because she had already faced a Boggart last year in third year. They were just having a small practice.

    But her Boggart had changed.

She wasn't able to face it. Immediately after seeing Remus dying, she fell to her knees and started weeping. Later, a group of boys from Slytherin made fun of her, and declared hat she wasn't able to face the Boggart because she was "just a girl".

George heard.

The next day, he appeared to the Defence Against the Dark Arts Class. His hair was dyed bright pink, with matching pink nails. He was wearing lipstick, along with some fish net tights.

   The younger Jessica's jaw fell to the floor, as she heard George explain to the Professor, Professor Grath, that he did it because female gender didn't make a person weak. No gender could be compared to another with fairness.

   The younger Jessica blushed bright red as everyone looked towards her. They all knew the reason for George's sudden enthusiasm against Gender roles: her.

  Professor Grath's lips twitched to a smile, as she told George to take a seat. Fred thumped his twin brother on the back as he came to sit next to him.

   George turned around and winked at her.

   With a shaky breath, Jessica once again, came to be sitting on the bed, with a blindfold on her eyes.