As I mentioned before, I'm participating in this little drabble fun with dracosoftie and FaeryQueen07, so you should go and read theirs as well.
Rubber Duck
"It's not my fault your handwriting is so sloppy," George protested, arms crossed and unrepentant. "I merely filled your order as indicated."
Harry scowled back. He knew it didn't pay to try and argue with George and that it would likely result in a malicious prank, but he had no idea what he was supposed to do with the item he'd just picked up from WWW. "You and I spoke about the new sex toy line, but this…this is what you give me?"
"Your owl message asked for a vibrating rubber duck, what was I supposed to give you?" George demanded in a huff.
Harry glanced once more at the smirking yellow duck in his bag. There was no way he'd be able to go back to Draco with this. He wouldn't hear the end of it.
"That's not what I asked for at all," Harry sighed. "Go on, check my letter again."
George pulled the parchment out of the file cabinet beside him and pointed to the scribbled line. "See, you asked for it just there."
"George…it doesn't say that at all. What would I do with a vibrating rubber duck?" Harry asked.
George merely shrugged and scrutinized the note closer. "Well, there was a bit of a smudge there where I dropped my curry, so I suppose it could say…oh…OH!!! Sorry, Harry. We'll get this all fixed up for you. No worries, and no charge."
"Thanks, Mate," Harry sighed, passing the bag across the counter to the redhead. "Could you imagine Draco's face if I told him I was planning to shove that up his arse?"
"Too much information, Mate. Too much information," George winced and scurried into the back room, leading Harry to believe that perhaps he should have led with that line.