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Chapter 1: The Beginning
"That'll be fourteen sickles and seven knuts" Fred said with an air of authority.
A mischievous looking girl with glaringly red hair counted out some bronze and silver coins and shoved them across the counter to him. "And you'd think you'd give your own sister a break."
"Sorry Ginny, can't let these babies get away for free" he said gesturing to the new range of Skiving Snackboxes he had just sold which now included Chill Chews and Shivering Sours. "George and I worked ages on those sours."
"You bet we did" George added as he came around from the back of the shop.
"What do you need these for anyway?" Fred inquired from Ginny. "Obviously to skip out of classes, you know what fifth year is like."
George and Fred shared a grimace. "Complete hell, here," George picked out a fake wand, "I'll toss this in for free, but make sure McGonagall picks it up" he added with a grin to beat the Cheshire cat's.
"Thanks George. Anyway, I probably won't see you tonight or tomorrow before we leave for school with the hours you two have been working lately. So... not until Christmas, maybe."
"Hey," Fred was finally counting the money Ginny had paid with," You gypped us a sickle." Ginny shook her head smiling vaguely. "Family doesn't account for anything with you to, does it. You're a regular Percy."
Fred winced at the name. "Family is family," he said firmly, "now hand over that sickle."
The sickle Ginny handed him was old and dirty from years of handling, but when it hit the late afternoon light filtering in through the greasy front window of Weasley's Wizarding Weazes, it gleamed as if it knew something no one else did. Fred dumped it unceremoniously in a cash box and looked at Ginny with mock seriousness. "Thanks for not cheating your admirable brothers out of much needed money"
Ginny glared at her brother while trying to hide a smile. "It's just a sickle!"
Thus begins the winding tale of the sickle... through Hogwarts and beyond.
Reviews welcome!
FIVE reviews before I update again!
Chapter 1: The Beginning
"That'll be fourteen sickles and seven knuts" Fred said with an air of authority.
A mischievous looking girl with glaringly red hair counted out some bronze and silver coins and shoved them across the counter to him. "And you'd think you'd give your own sister a break."
"Sorry Ginny, can't let these babies get away for free" he said gesturing to the new range of Skiving Snackboxes he had just sold which now included Chill Chews and Shivering Sours. "George and I worked ages on those sours."
"You bet we did" George added as he came around from the back of the shop.
"What do you need these for anyway?" Fred inquired from Ginny. "Obviously to skip out of classes, you know what fifth year is like."
George and Fred shared a grimace. "Complete hell, here," George picked out a fake wand, "I'll toss this in for free, but make sure McGonagall picks it up" he added with a grin to beat the Cheshire cat's.
"Thanks George. Anyway, I probably won't see you tonight or tomorrow before we leave for school with the hours you two have been working lately. So... not until Christmas, maybe."
"Hey," Fred was finally counting the money Ginny had paid with," You gypped us a sickle." Ginny shook her head smiling vaguely. "Family doesn't account for anything with you to, does it. You're a regular Percy."
Fred winced at the name. "Family is family," he said firmly, "now hand over that sickle."
The sickle Ginny handed him was old and dirty from years of handling, but when it hit the late afternoon light filtering in through the greasy front window of Weasley's Wizarding Weazes, it gleamed as if it knew something no one else did. Fred dumped it unceremoniously in a cash box and looked at Ginny with mock seriousness. "Thanks for not cheating your admirable brothers out of much needed money"
Ginny glared at her brother while trying to hide a smile. "It's just a sickle!"
Thus begins the winding tale of the sickle... through Hogwarts and beyond.
Reviews welcome!