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Made for: Bad Mum with the Drabble Request Thread
Summary: Fred and George participate in one of their favorite drinking games: Never in a Million Years.
Parings: MINOR: Fred/OC, George/OC, Harry/Pansy, Draco/Hermione
Other: It's kind of bad... hahaha, oh well. I still hope you guys like it. It's not very detailed and it seems somewhat forced, but I'm going to put it up anyway, because that' the type of person I am;) Please comment!
-Brittany
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Let's Play a Game
Sitting on some bar stools in London, a set of adult redheaded twins could have been found sitting drinking their firewhisky whilst debating on what they should do to ease their bordeom. They had already gone through the normal afternoon drinking topics such as how business was flourishing, how their wives and children were, the last time they had seen any part of the golden trio, and what new chilidish pranks they had thought up of to pass down to their offspring.
"I know," Fred exclaimed, "why don't we play a drinking game, George!"
"Blimey, we haven't done that since Hogwarts," His twin replied chuckling lightly to himself as he remembered the previous times.
With an evil smile, Fred replied, "How about 'Never in a Million Years'."
After dowing the last of his drinking and ordering another, George grinned also, "Alright. I go first. Never in a million years did I think that Ron wouldn't marry Hermione."
"I won't drink to that," Fred snorted, "It was so obvious Ron was too bloody stupid to stay with Hermione. Now my turn, never in a million years did I think Hermione would marry someone outside of the Golden Trio."
"Well, if it wasn't Ron then that would mean there's only Harry left-"
"Just drink, you knew you thought it was going to happen."
George took a huge sip of his firewhisky, "Very true. Who would've thought- Hermione Malfoy. Anyway, my turn. Never in a million years did I think that we would marry muggles."
"Unfair question." Fred glared while taking a gulp.
"How so unfair?"
"Well, ask something interesting like Harry Potter and Pansy Parkinson."
"Are you saying I'm not important?"
"Exactly. I'm the better looking twin."
"We're bloody identical."
"Doesn't matter. I'm going to ask the next question-"
"If we aren't drunk on the end of this, I'll be upset."
About an hour later there were two very drunk men leaning with their heads on the bar laughing loudly, "I never thought, Fred, that we'd ever have the most twisted, unexpected life after the war."
"Not in a million years."