Disclaimer: I don't own ANY, ANY of these characters and I'm sure I'm NOT
the first person with this plot idea. SO don't sue me and another thing is,
I have not finished reading the GOBLET OF FIRE so if there are some things
in here that don't make since with the last book I'm sorry. Just deal with
me k? haha all right i hope you like this RR
George's POV
Hi, My name is George Weasley. My last year at Hogwarts was supposed to be the best year ever but, unfortunately it wasn't.
It all started 3 weeks before my seventh year at Hogwarts. Fred and I were up in our room making some exploding candy (Later that year I found out from Hermione that in the muggle world they all ready have those. something called 'pop rocks'). All of the sudden Dad knocked on the door. Fred shoved the sugar, water and the tiny firecrackers under the bed as I threw a blanket over the newly black stained carpet.
"Err. Come in…" Fred said huffing and puffing.
Okay, so it was obvious that we were up to something as we stood there with or smoggy faces with our hands behind our back and smiling.
Our dad cocked his head and looked us over. " Okay, I don't even want to know…" He began. I laughed nervously and then the next sentence he said changed my life. I didn't know it at that moment but, everything that happened after this sentence I blamed on my dad.
" We're having a summer party at work and all the families are invited. Would you two liked to come? Bill and Charlie are coming down by the way. So is Harry and Hermione," He said scanning over our room
"Uh, yeah, sure dad. Sounds like fun!" I was in hurry of getting him out of the room. I could tell Fred was too.
"Yeah! I can't wait!" He was nervous about the explosives going off. If they did, we'd be skinned alive my our mother.
"Well, All right, It's tomorrow at noon so be sure to get to bed on time, you hear me?" we shook our heads yes. As he shut door, we raced to get all our materials out from under the bed. The sudden movement must have awoken one of the firecrackers we had blown out before dad has so rudely interrupted us.
BAM! Exploded right infront of our faces.
"This is gunna take a whole day to get off," Fred was talking about all the soot on our faces.
"Nothing we haven't done before," I laughed.
The next morning when I woke up I ran my fingers through my red hair. Messy, indeed it was but, I was at home and didn't care how I looked. I ran downstairs in my boxers to see what my mum had made for breakfast. As I stood there in the kitchen yawning and stretching. I didn't look into the living room until I heard laughter.
"Put some clothes on George!" Ginny giggled.
"The blinding sight!" Ron joked shielding his eyes with his hands.
I guess, Harry and Hermione had arrived this morning because, there they were sitting on the floor with Ginny and Ron playing snap.
"Real funny guys. funny." I replied a little embarrassed.
"George, hunny, please do put on a shirt on," My mum whispered. I ignored her and strolled over to Hermione and Harry. They both stood up.
"My, my Harry. You've grown. You'll be an even better seeker this year." I said while patting him on the back
"Hermione, wow, you're getting prettier every time I see you," She blushed a little bit "I best keep an eye on you then," She hugged me tightly, almost as if she needed that compliment.
"George Weasley! Get a shirt on your back!" my Mom yelled. She was probably nervous about me hugging Hermione (who was starting to change a a light shade of red).
"Yes, master,"
"And wake Fred up too, we have company!" she yelled while I ran up the stairs.
"FRED WEASLEY!" he jumped in his bed. "Hey, Hermione and Harry are here." I said while putting on a Gryffindor tee-shirt and some jeans.
He rolled back over in bed and thought for a few minutes. "Hermione and Harry are here," his words were slurred and you could here the grogginess in his voice.
"yup, hurry up and get down. Put a shirt on or you'll here about it. and hurry up again, I think Mum is making an 'all you can get breakfast.'" Fred looked a bit more interested in awakening now.
"well get a move on already! You don't wanna miss all that great food now do you?" I stated while running down the stairs and right into Ron.
"Watch it George," Ron laughed as he pushed me behind him.
"Back it up Buttercup!" Ginny exclaimed, " We're in line for breakfast, so move it on back." I gave her an 'whatever' expression and headed to the back of the six person line. Fred joined in less than 2 minutes.
After breakfast, all we basically did was lay around until is was a quarter until noon.
"The work picnic! The work picnic!" Percy jumped up screaming. Ron glared at him like he had three heads. Well, that wasn't unusual for Ron, he'd met Fluffy the three headed dog. So he looked at him more like he had his head on backwards.
"No need to panNIC, Percy!" Dad was trying to make a joke. Note the word TRYING. He laughed but no one joined him. He cleared his throat and began "We'll make it on time, don't worry." Dad was truth. He never lied and we were always on time.
We pulled into a big gravel parking lot that had a little concrete path that led to a big green field. There were tons and tons of people there from the Ministry of Magic.
And this, folks, is where it all began...
George's POV
Hi, My name is George Weasley. My last year at Hogwarts was supposed to be the best year ever but, unfortunately it wasn't.
It all started 3 weeks before my seventh year at Hogwarts. Fred and I were up in our room making some exploding candy (Later that year I found out from Hermione that in the muggle world they all ready have those. something called 'pop rocks'). All of the sudden Dad knocked on the door. Fred shoved the sugar, water and the tiny firecrackers under the bed as I threw a blanket over the newly black stained carpet.
"Err. Come in…" Fred said huffing and puffing.
Okay, so it was obvious that we were up to something as we stood there with or smoggy faces with our hands behind our back and smiling.
Our dad cocked his head and looked us over. " Okay, I don't even want to know…" He began. I laughed nervously and then the next sentence he said changed my life. I didn't know it at that moment but, everything that happened after this sentence I blamed on my dad.
" We're having a summer party at work and all the families are invited. Would you two liked to come? Bill and Charlie are coming down by the way. So is Harry and Hermione," He said scanning over our room
"Uh, yeah, sure dad. Sounds like fun!" I was in hurry of getting him out of the room. I could tell Fred was too.
"Yeah! I can't wait!" He was nervous about the explosives going off. If they did, we'd be skinned alive my our mother.
"Well, All right, It's tomorrow at noon so be sure to get to bed on time, you hear me?" we shook our heads yes. As he shut door, we raced to get all our materials out from under the bed. The sudden movement must have awoken one of the firecrackers we had blown out before dad has so rudely interrupted us.
BAM! Exploded right infront of our faces.
"This is gunna take a whole day to get off," Fred was talking about all the soot on our faces.
"Nothing we haven't done before," I laughed.
The next morning when I woke up I ran my fingers through my red hair. Messy, indeed it was but, I was at home and didn't care how I looked. I ran downstairs in my boxers to see what my mum had made for breakfast. As I stood there in the kitchen yawning and stretching. I didn't look into the living room until I heard laughter.
"Put some clothes on George!" Ginny giggled.
"The blinding sight!" Ron joked shielding his eyes with his hands.
I guess, Harry and Hermione had arrived this morning because, there they were sitting on the floor with Ginny and Ron playing snap.
"Real funny guys. funny." I replied a little embarrassed.
"George, hunny, please do put on a shirt on," My mum whispered. I ignored her and strolled over to Hermione and Harry. They both stood up.
"My, my Harry. You've grown. You'll be an even better seeker this year." I said while patting him on the back
"Hermione, wow, you're getting prettier every time I see you," She blushed a little bit "I best keep an eye on you then," She hugged me tightly, almost as if she needed that compliment.
"George Weasley! Get a shirt on your back!" my Mom yelled. She was probably nervous about me hugging Hermione (who was starting to change a a light shade of red).
"Yes, master,"
"And wake Fred up too, we have company!" she yelled while I ran up the stairs.
"FRED WEASLEY!" he jumped in his bed. "Hey, Hermione and Harry are here." I said while putting on a Gryffindor tee-shirt and some jeans.
He rolled back over in bed and thought for a few minutes. "Hermione and Harry are here," his words were slurred and you could here the grogginess in his voice.
"yup, hurry up and get down. Put a shirt on or you'll here about it. and hurry up again, I think Mum is making an 'all you can get breakfast.'" Fred looked a bit more interested in awakening now.
"well get a move on already! You don't wanna miss all that great food now do you?" I stated while running down the stairs and right into Ron.
"Watch it George," Ron laughed as he pushed me behind him.
"Back it up Buttercup!" Ginny exclaimed, " We're in line for breakfast, so move it on back." I gave her an 'whatever' expression and headed to the back of the six person line. Fred joined in less than 2 minutes.
After breakfast, all we basically did was lay around until is was a quarter until noon.
"The work picnic! The work picnic!" Percy jumped up screaming. Ron glared at him like he had three heads. Well, that wasn't unusual for Ron, he'd met Fluffy the three headed dog. So he looked at him more like he had his head on backwards.
"No need to panNIC, Percy!" Dad was trying to make a joke. Note the word TRYING. He laughed but no one joined him. He cleared his throat and began "We'll make it on time, don't worry." Dad was truth. He never lied and we were always on time.
We pulled into a big gravel parking lot that had a little concrete path that led to a big green field. There were tons and tons of people there from the Ministry of Magic.
And this, folks, is where it all began...
