Hello! This is a companion piece to my story, Lessons. This will be a selection of scenes that happen away from the main plot (ie: in Fred's life; scenes that Hermione would not have been there to witness) to give the reader more insight into the story. I will be posting these scenes (hopefully) at the same time that I post the corresponding chapters of Lessons. I decided to post these seperately from the actual story in order to give readers the option of either reading Fred's scenes or just sticking with the original plot... Hope that all made sense... :-)
Disclaimer: The characters and the world is not mine
Scene chronology: Between chapters three and four of Lessons.
"Ah, the conquering hero!"
"Shut it."
"Didn't Mum ever teach you not to apparate half asleep? I think you've splinched yourself."
"What?" yelped the tall readheaded man, patting himself down in search for missing body parts. He stopped with his hand a few inches from the side of his head and glared at his snickering twin. "Git."
Fred laughed loudly and placed a cup of tea on the table in front of him. "Well sit down."
"When are you going to stop with the ear-related jokes?" Greorge grumbled, sitting down and sipping his tea.
"'Round 'bout the same time you do, which, if I know you – and, being your twin, I like to think that I do -, won't be for a very long time. Woke you up though, now, didn't it?" Fred smirked. "Thought you said you'd be back 'round midnight. What? Angie couldn't bear the thought of a few days without some Weasley?"
"Shut it," George muttered, but he was smiling. "Started as just a goodbye kiss…"
"And turned into a goodbye shag," Fred finished knowingly.
"What time is it?" George asked, pointedly ignoring his brother's last comment.
"'Bout 8:30. You'd better go shower and change your clothes. We have to leave soon and Mum'll fling you like a garden gnome if she finds out you spent the night with Angie."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." George got up and made his way drowsily to the hall shower. "Be out in a few," he called as he shut the door behind him.
Fred chuckled and took their cups to the sink. I knew it, he thought to himself, shaking his head in amusement. Knew he wouldn't be home… Could have stayed longer at Hermione's… He shook his head more violently. Bad idea. It was awkward enough as it was without him sticking around past due.
He felt bad for her, he really did. Poor little innocent thing. Reduced to reading romance novels… Then again, maybe he should be feeling sorry for himself. She probably thought he was some kind of mad man now - yelling at her one moment, laughing at her the next, then offering to listen to her problems… Hell, he thought he was a mad man.
Merlin, I was rude, he berated himself, thinking back to the night before. He sighed. "I'll just apologize to her today, no big deal."
"Apologize to whom, dear brother? You didn't put U-No-Poo in Granger's tea again, did you?" George asked, reentering the room, newly showered and fully dressed.
Fred started; he hadn't realized he had spoken out loud. "Course not. That was a one-time thing, and only because she insulted my laundry-folding abilities."
"Thought you said it was an accident."
"It was, but that's not a good story to tell at parties. This version is much more scandalous."
George sighed. "Poor girl. We'd better get going." He stepped into the adjoined living room and stepped up to the fire, grabbing a pinch of green Floo Powder off the mantle. "See you on the other side."
"Right."
George disappeared with a shout and a burst of green flames.
He'd apologize. Then it'd be all better. Nodding to himself, he grabbed some Floo Powder and stepped into the fire.
What do you think? Yay or nay? Good idea? Bad idea? Indifferent? I'd love to hear your feedback :-)
