Chapter 6

Sweet Revenge

We helped Dad with the bags and boxes he had and the Percy's and Ron's as soon they came home with mum, Harry and Ginny. When I was finally alone and without anyone watching me I grabbed my spell books and darted up the steps to my and the twins room. I fell on my bed almost instantly and took my wand out of its box and marveled at its sleek black body. Pretty soon I had flipped over and opened one of the spell books I got called Standardized Book of Spells.

I flipped through it till I found an interesting enough spell. I stopped at Chapter Seven and read the first spell on the page:

Alohamora - Unlocks any object of the casters choice. *Wand must be pointed at the object. Must be spoken clearly. Does not work with magically locked objects (see page 394)*

Alright, how about... this. I pointed my wand at the chest in the boys corner of the room that they never let me touch and recited the spell. "Alohamora," I said softly, and click, it opened.

I walked over and bent down next to it, and when I peeked inside I then knew why they wanted to keep this secret. Inside the chest were all kinds of stuffed animals... bunnies, dogs, cats, cows, bears, you name it and it was probably in there. I snickered at a fluffy bear with a name tag labeled 'Fred Jr.' I picked it up and shut the chest.

I looked out my door to make sure no one was there, I smirked and started to walk down the steps when I stopped and heard the chatter downstairs. Perfect! I thought, public embarrassment! I continued down the steps and was greeted Mum's cooking.

"Pork again?" I asked annoyed, we'd had pork for the last five days.

"Yes, now take a seat and eat!" My mum ordered and I took a seat as far away from the twins as possible, for when Fred, or George, freaks out and tries to kill me.

"Isabella, what's that you've got behind your back?" Dad asked suspiciously.

"Oh, nothing!" I sang carelessly.

"Isabella..." Dad pressed.

"Now father, if Isabella doesn't want to show you she doesn't have to, now what I think..." Percy kept ranting on and on about how to interrogate a child.

I rolled my eyes and almost screamed, "Alright! I'll show you! Just shut up!" Percy looked taken back and everyone jumped.

I smiled evilly and pulled the bear out from behind my back.

"Oh, you got yourself a bear!" Ginny squealed.

"Well, actually it's-" I started when Fred launched himself across the table and I fell backwards in my chair.

I groaned as it hit the floor and remembered Fred was going to try to kill me. I scrambled to my feet and hustled to the back door. The twins were close behind and I ran into the wheat field for cover. I heard their feet skid to a stop right before where the field begins.

"Isabella!" Fred screamed in rage. "Give me my bear!"

"Dude, I still can't believe you kept that!" George laughed.

"Shut up!" And I heard George hit the ground with a thud.

I laughed and Fred took into the field and somewhere near me the wheat rustled. I ran into the pond clearing and waited. Soon enough he appeared across the pond. I held the bear out and Fred's face changed from anger to worry. I smirked and chuckled under my breath.

"Isabella, just give me the bear!" He said holding out his hand.

"This is what you get for pretending to die!" I said half harsh/half amused. I started to release the bear and he jumped.

"Isabella I'm sorry, so sorry, it was all George's idea! Just give me my bear!" He shouted worriedly.

"Fine..." I sighed and threw it to him, when he caught it he twirled and cuddled it like it was his missing girlfriend or something.

George ran up behind him at that moment and shock crossed his face for a split second and then was broken by laughter. He fell to the ground clutching his sides. Fred lifted his foot and it connected with George, who now howled in pain and amusement.

"Let's get goin-" I stopped myself because Fred was already gone. "Get up you Howler Monkey!" I yelled down to my idiotic brother.

"I...can't...help!" He panted.

I sighed and pulled him to his feet. He wiped his eyes, still chuckling, and we walked back to the house. When we opened the door everyone stared at us.

"What did you do to the poor boy?" Mum yelled.

"What are you talking about?" George questioned.

"I just threatened to dropped his bear in the pond," I shrugged.

"Isabella Katherine Weasley! You go apologize to your brother this instant!" She stomped and pointed he finger towards the staircase.

"Whatever!" I threw my hands in the air and walked towards the stairs. "What did he do, exactly?" I questioned before starting up the steps.

"He ran in crying!" she said putting her hands on her hips.

"Oh! He was crying?" I whispered as I climbed the steps. He was crying?! Serves him right! He scared me to death! And to think he was crying over a little bear! How dare he thinks that bear is more important than his own life!

As I reached the top of the steps I pushed the door to our room open and saw Fred face first on his bed, faintly sobbing into his covers. "Don't worry Jr. your safe with me," he said through tears. Okay! Now I feel bad! I walked over and sat quietly on his bed while rubbing his back.

"Go away!" He cried.

"Fred, its me," I said comfortingly.

"You don't realize I love this thing! It's like a fifth brother to me! I got it the day I was born!" He turned over and sat up, his normally happy blue eyes sparkling with tears.

I leaned in and gave him a hug wrapping my arms around him protectively, he, however, squeezed me like a boa constrictor.

"Okay... Fred!" I gasped. "I... can't... breathe!"

"I know!" He said proudly, "that's pay back for your pay back."

Even though I couldn't see his face I was sure he was smirking. I pulled away and playfully shoved him, and we laughed.

"Come on, its time for dessert!" I said, jumping up and brushing off my faded jeans and T-shirt.

"Okay" he said, jumping off the bed and following me to the door.

"Wait," I said hesitantly, "your fine?" I asked as we walked out the door.

We were half way down the steps when something popped into his mind.

"Oh! I forgot to tell you! I'm an excellent actor," he chuckled.

"You really are a git!" I laughed.

"Hey! No name calling!" He joked.

I giggled as we walked down the stairs. "Everything alright?" Dad asked. I sighed pulling out the chair in between the twins.

"Just fine," I said, collapsing in the chair.

"So have fun with your bear?" George mocked, he was going to get himself killed.

"If you don't shut up I will fill my bear with lead and smack you with it!" Fred threatened.

We all laughed and the rest of the night was calm and enjoying as we talked and laughed the day away without a single care in the world.