Distance
Authors Note: Hi, helloo. I think it's been nearly a year since I wrote the Ahstrocia story, and no I didn't give up on it, it's just that I tried writing I didn't see it. The beginning didn't sound right, work right, I looked at the flaws of the last story. One Roni was like a Mary Sue, thought not stated directly, and I had to make time to develop her. So over the summer, they grow, like in the book/movie all the characters kinda grew since the gap of the Goblet of Fire and Order of the Phoenix. So Roni is still kinda sweet, but a little more mature and not as bitchy since Cedric's death and a risk taker. Funner and sarcastic as always. So maybe I've grown also as a writer since the last story. Yee! Besides thank you all for reading the last story , I love you all in the most hetero way possible. ;)
(And I clearly don't remember crap from my last story, so I'm rereading it and stuff. If some things don't add up, remember year gone by with other stuff in mind.)
Besides I'm sobbing because I watched the movie today. I cried at Snape's death, his memory, and his love for Lily. My god, it was depressing. Ophh I oughta shut my mouth then. But for anyone who's stuck to the books, the movies. . you will not be disappointed. It's the closest to the book since maybe the second. Oh well to me it was. But it'll never end, with fans like this.
No. 1: In the Mourning.
My eyes were proooaabably bloodshot by now. Goodness why couldn't I sleep? I turned in my bed and looked at the clock on the wall. It was 2 in the morning. Everything was so damn quiet. Well except for Hermione's soft murmurs, the people driving by this time, and the creaky floor boards probably Fred and George. Those two have been stirring around by this time, I dunno know, making cupcakes and fireworks because something was burning last week. Maybe I'd catch them in the act, besides a cupcake at this hour. . sounded pretty good. I still laid in bed, it was comfortable. Well my body was, my bloodshot eyes not. The sheet covering me ruffled. Ginny wanted an open window to keep it cool, neither Hermione or I disagreed, besides the night sky looked beautiful. I closed my eyes once more, but I dunno know, it hurt. Something was eating me alive and I had to figure it out.
Finally I got up. I looked at the dresser mirror. My hair a scarlet color now, shoulder length and pushed the side and my bangs. I looked pretty sexy. Yeah, I thought with a smirk on my face. Haha, yeah right. I grabbed a hoodie and tried to cover and warm myself. Why'd I chose a white tank top and boxer shorts? It'd never this warm in London, why? I then checked the mirror for a final look, my eyes were not red, just the lovely navy color. I walked out and went into ninja mood. Of course with Fred and George up at this time, who knew. Even as their best friend, they're still up to something. I observed the hall, nothing yet, but NEVER let your guard down because . . pfftt, this was the Weasley twins. Well at least I made it down the hallway safely, then put my hand on the rail. I heard then laughing below, so maybe they wouldn't do anything. I sure as hell hoped so. I slid down the rail and stopped. There Fred and George were sitting around the table, pans and spoons floating in air. Oh yeah that's right the twins were legal at this age, that meant more mischief, but you gotta love them.
"What are you two doing at this ho-AHHH!" she screamed as a pan flew toward her.
"Bloody hell, love, where'd you learn to scream like that?" exclaimed George, turning around. He grabbed the pan that nearly hit her.
"Well at least I put a soundproof spell in this room," muttered Fred. Roni then grabbed a spoon and looked at it.
"Then what the hell are you two doing?" she repeated.
"You know making cake for Mr. Sirius," George said, then checking the oven. She immediately hit him on the rum. "Ow. ."
"Seriously.." she said.
"Well love, you gotta promise not to tell anyone else then," Fred said. She looked at him then George, then released the spoon.
"What then?"
"Okay Veroni, once this year is over, we're gonna open our own joke shop. Spread the Weasley fun," George said.
"Lovely, of course we need more Weasley twins out there," she muttered. The twins smiled then looked at each other. They must've told each other something, that twin thing, Roni guessed. George then walked over and actually pulled a cupcake from the oven then handed it towards her. She took it but just held it. "You're not going to eat it?" "I don't trust you guys with. . . edible stuff." "Whatever floats your boat then," he said and got another from the oven. He took a bite, nothing. She still was skeptical of them though, but did manage a small bite. Harmful or not, it tasted delicious.
"Hmm, good?" Fred asked.
"Very," she replied.
"We always were good with a spoon and pan," he smiled.
"So what are you exactly going to do with the whole joke shop?" she asked.
"Inventions of pranks and little gadgets for everyone to enjoy and be happy," George answered, eating the rest of his cupcake.
"Hmm I want the first order then," she smiled, then put a bit of icing on his nose. They all laughed.
"Maybe then you can do something to that git Malfoy," he muttered.
"I just might."