Another HP ff for you who care. I hope you like it. It took me a while to write this...it was a little difficult. And incase you cant tell after reading for a while, its in George's POV. I'll try and add some funny pranks to keep it alive when it starts to get a little boring to write about...like I done near the end of this one. Dont skip ahead to where the funny is now - read all of it! Dont forget to review.
Disclaimer: I dont own Harry Potter - but I do own the girl mentioned at the end, whose name will be revealed later, and I own Lita, who will appear every now and then.
"Ugh, can you believe McGonagall?" Fred asks me, as we walk out of her classroom," All that work – and for what?! We crammed every minute till 3 last night- and the stupid assignment isn't due till next week!"
"Tell me about it!" I exclaim, nodding. Staying up that late had made us both miss breakfast and late to Snape's class – the wrong teacher to be late too. We made our way through the crowded halls, and saw our younger brother and his friends.
"Harry – Ron – Granger," we say in unison, passing them with a grin.
"George – Fred," Harry nods, acknowledging us, and then disappearing into a classroom with the others. We continue to walk through the crowded halls, and I see Snape watching us, a glare in his narrow eyes.
"I think Snape still hates us for this morning," I tell Fred silently, as we pass other students who were mingling in the halls, waiting for the doors to open to their class, or just hanging out in people's way fro the fun of it. I saw Fred sneak a glance back at Snape, then glance back forward, and immediately have to maneuver himself so he didn't run into a second year.
"Yeah – I think so," Fred agrees," He's still glaring at us."
"I was surprised that he didn't give us detentions – but he didn't have to take 75 points from Gryffindor just because of us," I say, and Fred nods," I mean – we were only 10 minutes late, its not like we missed to much."
"George! Fred!" We turn around in unison at our names, and see Lita quickly walking up to us.
"Yeah?" Fred asks, as she walks with us.
"I was told to give this to you," she said, handing a piece of parchment to Fred, and then quickly turn around and go the opposite way.
"Who's it from?"
"Haven't the slightest," Fred says, looking confused. He opens it, and reads it – a smile slowly creeping over his face.
"We still get to play against Hufflepuff in the Quidditch match this Saturday," he informs me, throwing the parchment into the waste bin as we enter Professor Flitwicks room.
"That's a relief," I sigh," I'd hate it if we didn't play." The bell rang as soon as we got to our seats, and Professor Flitwick instantly began teaching.
"Luckily, McGonagall got Gryffindor reserved in a match before Snape got Slytherin reserved, or we wouldn't be playing," I told Fred quietly, as Flitwick talked about today's lesson.
"Yeah," Fred agreed silently," Which – who knows when the next match is."
"Exactly," I silently agree.
{One Week Later – with a Win against Hufflepuff}
"I'm bored," Fred told me, as we walked through the halls. Almost everyone was outside enjoying the sunny weather, but we had just gotten out of detention with McGonagall.
"I guess we could just…" I started, giving him a mischievous glance.
"Wonderful idea!" he smiled, and we looked around and made sure no one was watching us. Then, carefully, we took out our wands, and began our fun. Down one hall was a Ravenclaw – not our target, at least, not today. The Ravenclaw continued on his way, and the hall was empty, but only for a couple seconds. Soon, a couple of Slytherins cluttered the hall, and we smirked. "Perfect" I thought, smiling, and together, me and Fred silently cast our spells, then sat back and watched. No sooner had the trap been laid, that one of the Slytherins step on it, setting off a train reaction, and soon, all the Slytherins were all covered in the gooey mess, and the girls all screamed, while the guys were livid. Quickly, with Fred leading the way, we decided to get away from there, and began to head outside.
"Where do you think you two are going?" Someone said unemotionally, grabbing a hold of our collars, and gripping them tightly. "Snape," I groaned silently, but couldn't help but smile.
"Outside," Fred answered, not able to keep a smile off his face as well.
"Not today," Professor Snape hissed, and hauled us both to Professor McGonagall's room. She looked up, and shook her head, not much in disappointment, but in wondering at what we could have done this time.
"What did they do this time, Severus?" she asked Professor Snape, as he led us straight to her desk.
"Cast a spell and now about ten of my Slytherin's are covered in goop," he said, still unemotionally, "I think a week of detention would do – but I'll let you decide." With that, he left us there, trying to hide our smiles, but with no prevail.
"Boys," Professor McGonagall sighed, looking at us through her glasses," Is it possible to try and be good for one day?" We looked at her incredulously, and she shook her head, answering herself.
"Didn't think so either, but it was worth a shot," she said," I'll give you three nights of detention, starting tomorrow night, my office – 7 to 11 pm. Don't be late." We nodded, the smiles gone, and walked out of her office. No sooner had we gotten a hall away from her room, did we both start laughing.
"Did you see the Slytherin Girls?" Fred laughed, and silently imitated them, and I laughed harder.
"That was well worth three nights of detention!" I exclaimed, still laughing.
"Sounds like you boys had fun," an amused elderly voice said from behind us, and we turned around, and saw Professor Dumbledore standing their. He didn't look upset, but amused, which I was secretly glad.
"Don't get into to much trouble," he smiled," Why don't you go out and enjoy what's left of this lovely day?" I nodded, and Professor Dumbledore turned to leave, as did we, but not before I saw her. She was following Professor Dumbledore, but she kept her eyes on the ground. Instantly, I was mystified by her. "Who is she?" I thought," I've never saw her before."
"You coming?" Fred asked, and I nodded, still watching the girl follow Dumbledore. Fred saw what was keeping me, and smiled.
"Found someone you fancy?" he asked me, smiling.
"Not sure – have you ever seen her around here before?" I asked.
"No," Fred replied, shaking his head. Now I was even more intrigued, and I was determined to find out more about her.