Disclaimer: i do not own Harry Potter
AN: i know i should be working on my other story but i'm having some tecnical difficulties with my muses and the flash drive i have 'Hp and co' information stored on. so i figured that i could jumpstart my creative jucies by writing something.
Throughout his life there were very few moments he'd consider emergencies. Now seeing how this is Harry Potter we're talking about this isn't too surprising. In a life where possessed teachers, maniacal dark lords, three headed beasts, basilisks, and any number of other horrors were everyday affairs, your idea of what constitutes a true emergency becomes warped and twisted. This, however, was defiantly a Harry Potter- style emergency.
Earlier that day
He'd woken up that morning and gotten ready for breakfast quickly before attempting to wake Ron.
"Wake up you lazy sod. I don't know about you, but I intend to eat before potions"
This had the intended effect, the redhead was up and dressing so quickly all Harry saw was a red blur.
"Fuck, harry. Why didn't you wake me earlier?"
"Chill Ron, classes ended yesterday. Nice way to start the hols though" Harry laughed
"Bastard"
"Just get dressed I'll wait in the common room."
It hadn't taken long for the redhead to join him and Hermione in the common room, and they started off towards the great hall.
Breakfast started out fine. It wasn't until the mail arrived that everything went to hell. A large peacock of all things flew down to hover in front of the head table, carrying a large blue envelope. By this time, the post owls had delivered their parcels and left, leaving the entire hall staring at the gaudy bird.
BOOM
The explosion rocked the hall, as not only the letter but the whole damn bird exploded showering everyone with feathers and confetti.
Huge rainbow letters appeared, floating above the head table as two familiar voice read it aloud.
Dear friends (and family)
In an effort to cheer you lot up, we -the infamous Gred and Forge- have set up some amusements for you. Our genius, ultra secret, business partner recently helped us invent a new product we hope you'll enjoy. We'll stop by tonight to return you to your usual boring life.
Gred and Forge
With these last words, the words vanished shrouding the head table with rainbow smoke.