Oh wow. It's been quite a while. :P But I plan to get back into the fanfiction-writing-groove... of course, I've said this dozens of time, but, hey. I'll try.
It was so empty. George swallowed and gripped his wand tighter. "It's big," Fred remarked, looking around the empty, gray shop. "But we'll have enough stuff to fill it up, right?" He flashed a grin at his twin, George grinned back.
"It's just... weird, you know," George said. Fred nodded, and George continued. "What if it fails completely? What if we run out of money because nobody wants to buy our stuff? What if-"
"Relax, Georgie," Fred said. "Remember back at Hogwarts? Everyone was dying to buy our stuff! We near ran out! Soon, we're going to be living like kings."
George bit his lip. He was just being stupid, of course. "So... should we just save the unpacking for tomorrow?"
Fred thought for a bit, and nodded. "Lee'll be here tomorrow, too. We can make him help."
George laughed, but stopped after how empty the room sounded. Fred noticed this too, the smile slipping for his face.
"Maybe we should unpack a little now. And we should turn the lights on," he said, stretching and flicking his wand. The large, empty room was illuminated. A single, slightly rickety-staircase adorned the center of the room.
"That's where we'll sleep and do experiments and stuff," George said. Fred nodded.
"Yeah. This'll be fun, won't it?" he said, his (slightly maniacal) grin replaced with a soft smile. "No rules, no schoolwork... and if we mess up, we actually have to deal with it. No week of detentions-"
"And then completely fine," George finished. He took a deep breath. "Well, Freddie? You ready?"
"'Course."
Yeah, that was pretty short. If it was a bit unclear, because I'm fairly sure it was, they're at what will soon become their shop. :D And, yes, they are planning on making Lee do a lot of the work. xP Poor guy.