"Okay so do I just wrap it around the tree once?" I asked Fred and George once we had realised that we were actually supposed to be marking the trees. I turned around from the tree to see that they both just shrugged with their hands in their pockets. "You guys are no help," I said while rolling my eyes. I took the tape and wrapped it around the tree trunk once and then called it good.

"Okay, so you guys follow the map, and I'll tape the trees as we go. I want to get this done as quick as we can," I said while walking away from the tree and continuing on the path. I heard someone quicken their step to walk up next to be and then felt Georges' arm nudge mine.

"What, don't want to spend time with us?" He asked with a cheesy grin.

I rolled my eyes. "No, I just want to get out of here before it starts to get dark. This place has always given me the creeps".

"Awww," Fred cooed from my other side. "You're scared of Hogwarts forest". He was talking in a mocking, almost baby-voice and I punched him in the arm for it before stepping away from the two of them to walk over to another tree to tape.

"I have every right to be scared of a forest that's filled with real monsters," I said defensively while I wrapped the tree. The stupid tape wouldn't stick to the mossy part of the tree so I had to unwrap it and re do it in a clean part.

"Don't worry," I heard Fred say softly from right behind me while I felt his body press up lightly against my back, his chest just grazing the material of my shirt. "We'll protect you". I could feel his breath on my neck and it sent chills down my spine. Hopefully he couldn't feel it. The combination of him pressed up against my back and basically whispering into my ear caused my breath to hitch for a moment.

It took me a second and a deep breath to get my bearings, but once I did, I turned around so that our fronts were not pressed together and hit him roughly in the chest

"I don't need any protection. I can very well protect myself, thank you very much," I said confidently before I slid out from under his arm and went to go walk next to George.

"Oh, is that true?" Fred asked while sauntering over, apparently still trying to get on my every last nerve.

"Yes". I turned away from Fred to the less obnoxious brother, hoping to catch a break. "Now George, how's quidditch going?". I made it obvious to Fred that I was done being annoyed by him and only wanted to talk to his brother.

"Oh, it's going very well, thank you," he said to me before looking at Fred with a cocky expression because I had chosen to speak to him over the other.

I wasn't quite sure how long we had been walking, I was just following George's directions and taping a tree every once and a while so that future students would know when they were on the right path. I quickly got over my annoyance at Fred and was actually having a pretty good time. As always, they were making me laugh so much that my stomach hurt and I swore I had almost peed myself once. We talked about our friends and our teachers, and our plans for the year. Then they had started telling me funny stories from the Weasley house growing up, and Merlin did that family sound fun. They had assured me that growing up with six siblings wasn't as fun as they made it out to be and that it had it's downs, but I didn't believe them. I had always hated being any only child, always wished to share christmas morning with another kid.

I was in the middle of telling them a story from my childhood when I had accidentally used magic before I knew that I was a witch, when I realized that it was getting dark and that George hadn't given me any directions in a while. We had just been walking while I started to tell stories about my childhood, both of them watching me with lit up eyes and smiles as I spoke and not looking at the map.

I had stopped in the middle of my story and looked at George, who nodded at me to carry on, and said, "Uh, George?"

"Hm?" he responded.

"Do you know where we are?". A look of realization spread across his face which soon transferred to mine.

"Shit," he swore and looked down at the map. That did not make me feel any better.

The map was his job. All I had to do was tape the trees. Well, I guess I hadn't been doing that for a bit either. Oops.

"George," I said angrily, part scolding him and part warning him that he better not have gotten us lost.

"Shit, I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention to it. We've just been taking random turns". He looked really guilty, and I felt bad.

"It's fine," I sighed, secretly screaming inside, out of both fear and anger. "We might just be lost in the fucking magic forest". I tried to keep the fear out of my voice, but I knew I wasn't successful.

"Hey, we're fine. We know how to get out," Fred spoke softly from behind my while he rubbed my shoulders comfortingly, obviously sensing the fact that I was scared.

I took a deep breath. "So should we just turn around now? I mean, we're not going to get this finished, we might not even be on the right path right now".

"Yeah, let's just head back," Fred said before placing a reassuring hand on the small of my back and leading me back towards the direction of the castle.

While we walked, I was too stressed to be telling funny stories. I wasn't kidding when I said that I was scared of this place. Harry had told me about how he had run into that Centaur that one time and even apparently Voldemort? I didn't believe that one but it was still freaky. I shook my head at the thoughts of monsters and looked at my feet as I walked, hoping that we would magically end up at Hogwarts right then. He had also told me that if that Centaur hadn't helped him out of the forest, he would have been stuck in here for life. I'm pretty sure he was joking, but you could never know.

All of a sudden, something came at me from my left, grabbed my shoulder and yelled, "Boo!". I shrieked and leaped into George's arms, shaking in fear that I was about to get eaten. All of my fears of the magic forest came to life and I clung onto Georges sweater for dear life, my face pressed into his chest to hide and protect me.

"Fred" George scolded while caressing the back of my head. I didn't care how pathetic I looked, for all I knew there was a werewolf that was about to eat me. "Now is not the time".

I registered what George said and pulled away from him glaring at Fred who was unsuccessfully trying to stifle a laugh. I scowled at him and was about to lunge at him to do god knows what, but I stopped and couldn't escape the laugh that poured out of my mouth

I laughed so hard that my eyes started to tear up and I had to put my hands on the top of my knees. What a Fred thing to do, choose the very worst time to joke, I thought. Even though I should have been mad that he had taken advantage of my vulnerability in a place that I was terrified of, I was secretly thankful that he had acted normal. We were going to make it out of the dumb forest before it got any darker and any colder, and I was overreacting by being so scared.

"C'mon, let's just go," I said with a smile and waved to them to follow me. George looked at me with a shocked expression, surprised that I wasn't mad at his brother, and Fred nodded and followed me, looping his arm through mine.

While we were walking, I realized just how cold it was getting. It was around this time of year that it would start to snow, and the weeks leading up to it were not very warm. I discreetly wrapped my arms around myself and tried not to shiver, but apparently both of the twins noticed.

"Here-" they both said as they both had begun to take off their sweaters.

"Guys, I'm fine," I said while chucking a bit at how cute they were. Yes, friends can be cute.

"No, take it," George said, handing me his sweater, him beating Fred who had just gotten his removed.

I laughed. "Okay, Okay," I said while taking it and pulling it over my head. It was too big for me and almost hit the edge of my black skirt, but it was warm and enveloped me in George's scent and body heat. He smelled good.

Once I had gotten my shirt collar situated over the sweater, I looked up to see Fred sulking and putting his sweater back on, and George left in a while button down shirt that he had previously had on underneath his dark orange sweater, smiling victoriously at Fred. I wasn't quite sure why it was such a big deal, but I just rolled my eyes at their immaturity. They always fought each other for who would be the hero. I had to admit, it was cute. I could just imagine them as kids fighting over who would fix something or who would win at whatever it was that they were competing at.

That must have been really cute, I thought

We then pulled up to a spot where we could turn, and I looked at them for help.

"Ummm, I think it's left. Yeah, it's left," Fred said and then nodded and directed us left.

"You sound real sure there," I said sarcastically. Even if he didn't sound sure, I had no clue where we were and was just going to trust them to lead me out of here.

George then said, "I mean, if we don't see any tape for a while we can just turn around. We weren't going too long after the last tree that you marked".

I nodded, agreeing. George, always the rational thinker. It really did help in times like these.

We walked for a few more minutes, talking about little things. While we were walking, I was just thinking about how much I appreciated the fact that I got lost out here with the two of them. They knew how to keep calm and make me laugh, all while actually trying to problem solve. I knew that if I got stuck out here will be Ginny, she would be completely careless and would probably want to keep going deeper into the forest to 'see what we could find'. Hermione would probably rationalize and use her geniusness to get us out of here, but I just know that she would yell at me the whole time and make me even more scared than I already was. Don't even get me started if I was out here with Harry.

"My feet hurt," I whined. I knew that I sounded completely obnoxious and that we were all in the same boat here, but I didn't really care. When I was uncomfortable, I was going to let people know.

Fred looked at George with a devilish look, which George responded to with a smile and a shake of his head. "Oh yeah?" he asked.

"Wha-" I was cut off when Fred grabbed me by my thighs and threw me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "Fred!" I shrieked, both out of being startled and out of anger.

He then began to run and said, "We're getting out of here!".

"Put me down!" I yelled while I smacked his back with my fist. I looked up to see George running along behind us, laughing. So much for him being the more mature one. Thankfully, I saw a flash of blue pass us on a tree, so at least we were on the right path.

I didn't have much time to think about that thought because then, the most embarrassing thing to probably ever happen to me happened. While Fred was running, my skirt lifted up because of how fast he was going, and my ass covered in lacy black underwear was exposed. I could hear Fred laugh from behind us and my face took on the color of a firetruck. Was grasping on to Fred for dear life with one arm and smacking at him to let me down with the other, so I couldn't reach up and fix it.

Like the 'respectful' guy that he was, he reached up and took the back of my skirt and placed it back down so that I was fully covered again. Thank god, I thought, mentally wiping a drop of sweat off of my forehead. But he didn't just stop there, no, he kept his hand firmly planted on my ass so that my skirt stayed down, definitely grabbing a little harder than if he was just trying to keep my backside covered. All of this happened while he was still somewhat gracefully running and while I smacked him on the back and cursed him.

His hand is on my ass. His hand is on my ass. He's grabbing my ass. Was all I could think of in between hits to his muscled back.

"Fred!" I yelled, trying to sound as threatening as humanly possible.

Then, I was lifted off of his shoulder and finally set down onto solid ground. I wobbled a bit because I was unbalanced and my mind was all jumbled. I just knew that my face was bright red.

"There, now was that so bad princess?" Fred asked smugly, somehow only panting a little bit.

I smacked him on his (surprisingly firm) chest and said, "You" smack. "Fucking" smack. "Idiot!" extra hard smack. "Oh, I'm going to fucking-" Fred then grasped my shoulders and spun me around, shutting me up. I was now facing Hogwarts, the building lit up against the dark of the night.

"See?" He said from right behind me. "We're back".

Even though I was relieved that we finally made it back, I still turned around to him with a pissed off expression and began to repeatedly curse and hit him again before turning around and storming off. I was too embarrassed to sit here and talk to him any longer.

"Y/n!" I heard George call from behind me.

I turned around, face still fucking red, and gave him a look as if to say don't open your goddamn mouth.

He grinned, not offended by my anger at his brother and him for not putting a stop to it. "We still need to go get Harry's invisibility cloak". He looked surprisingly happy to do it even though he was annoyed at the fact not too long ago.

I let out a groan and reluctantly turned around to walk back to the castle, slower this time so that we could go together to Mrs. Mcgonnagal's room. I still couldn't go back there and look at either of them, and I probably wouldn't be able to for a while.