George stopped looking around. He was alone, his twin distracting their friends. George's eyes glittered weirdly in the sallow light. He pulled something out from his pocket holding it close to his face and peering into its clear glass vile. Green rancid liquid could be seen; the light showing off its evil glow. Knowing what was coming George kept his face blank he slowly pulled out the cork. Yellowish smoke slowly rose out of the bottle. George narrowed his eyes, it would have 2 be done if Fred's and his plan was going to elaborate, and it would make it easier…
That thought done and gone George downed the thick gooey liquid. Swallowing, trying to ignore the taste he put the vile slowly back into his pocket; his body moving too slowly and jerkily for his liking. He sat down painfully, his body jerking randomly and his head pounded. He hissed and soon his eyes were getting heavy, and before he fell into unconsciousness he thought "1st part complete."
2 hours later
Fred walked down the train isle looking for his brother who was supposed to be back long before this. Fred narrowed his eyes trying to maintain his cheerful face wondering what had gone wrong with the potion. They had made it 1 year in advance before the year they knew Harry Potter was suppose to come to school. Waiting for that perfect moment… Fred opened a compartment door feeling that his twin was behind it. Trying to see through the blackness Fred felt his way until he found his brothers body sitting up leaning against the window. Fred lit his wand gasping softly looking at his brother's face. He turned around locking the compartment and shutting all the blinds and curtains. He slowly turned around.
"I take it worked?" Fred said his voice emotionless.
George slowly peeled his eye lids back smirking dryly at his brother.
"Oh, I would say so." He said his voice silky, too silky, non-human almost. His eyes burned amber. Fred smiled and walked softly to his brother and sat down next to him.
"What does it feel like? Can it do everything we want?"
"It feels…good and yes, more then we ever imagined."
Fred laid his head on Georges shoulder smiling. He closed his eyes waiting…the compartment dead silent.
"Can you hear me Fred?"
Fred's smile grew wider showing off his glimming teeth.
" Yes Brother. I can hear everything."
They both started laughing. They laughed so hard their sides ached and their throat dried leaving them coughing rolling on the floor. George was the first to stop watching his brother. Fred followed soon after wipping tears from his eyes. He turned his laughing eyes on to his brother.
" So what else does this potion allow you to do?"