"Wanna play a round?" Charlie offered. "When Ron comes down." Harry agreed, he sat down in between Fred and George, Ron slouched in with toothpaste still around his mouth. "Ron... Wipe your mouth." Hermione sighed, Ron lazily wiped his mouth on his dressing gown, he yawned as he sat down in between Bills and Charlie. Percy strode in with his report on leaky Cauldrons, he was supposed to submit it to Bartemius Crouch, who was the Head of the Magical Law Enforcement Department. Percy scoffed at them playing Exploding snap. "What's do your arse this morning?" Fred sneered. "You should be studying, not playing some pretentious card game." Percy told them. "The last time I checked I left Hogwarts Three and a half years ago." Charlie deadpanned. "Ignore him Harry, he's always arrogant." Bill said. "Actually, I'm not. If Ron actually studied he might be like the Riddle Brothers younger Sister." Percy stated. "What... Voldemort has a Daughter aswell?" Harry was shocked, he didn't hate the Riddle's, they were only little when their Father slaughtered his Parents, but the Brothers were in Slytherin and they looked very scary, they both we're Six-Three and extremely muscular, with sharp jawlines, cold black eyes and black hair, they looked identical except the older brother, Artemas, had a mullet and a scar across his nose. And the youngest brother, Mattheo, had a scar down his left eye. Apparently their bodies were also coated with cuts and burns.