The only thing I claim to own is my empty bank account, so please no suing. J.K. Rowling the amazing fictional artist that she is owns all the characters, and a bit of plot :). Which is why she is rich, and I am not.
This is my first story ever written and posted, so please constructive criticism only, no flaming. I know the likely hood of a 14 year old being scouted for a Premier League like the Arsenals is probably 0, but I thought it would be fun to write. With that being said I am American, and my knowledge of European football is not the best. So, if you have any tips please message me. I also do not have Beta, and apologize for any spelling or grammar mistakes.
Zane's plan of acting like nothing was wrong with off swimmingly, he had went about his normal routine as usual the only difference was Marcus waiting for him on the pitch this morning wanting to be filled in. Zane couldn't remember a time when he has seen Marcus so angry, when he had finished telling him everything his dorm mates did to his things last night, Marcus started pacing and cursing. He called them all a bunch of hypocrites who obviously didn't mind foul play as long as it wasn't a Slytherin dishing it out. Then he told Zane that whatever he had planned to get them back that he wanted in, no going solo with only the Weasley demons, he wanted them to pay. It was on his way to the great hall that he noticed the harsh shoulder bumps, and glares from Slytherins and Hufflepuffs. They were passing out badges that said Potter Stinks and then morphed into saying Support the Real Champion Cedric Diggory. Zane snorted of course they use the wrong name. He walked in the Great Hall with his head held high and sat down beside the twins.
"A little birdie from the west told us you did some tidying up in the dorms last night Zaneykins." Fred said. A little birdie from the west always meant Dean, because of his obsession with West Ham. That means he must have told the twins about his things being destroyed this morning while he was working out.
"I do hope your dorm mates appreciated it." George said.
Zane smiled at them. "I do believe they have not seen all of my hard work yet, but I'm sure when they wake up and get dressed for the day they will be tickled pink."
"I do hope it's not the only cleaning you will be doing." George replied.
"Yes your so good at it Zane." Fred added.
"Of course not there are many bottles that needremoving in the showers; I will get that done tomorrow to get it out of my hair. On Wednesday I will concentrate on the few female items that have somehow made their way into the dorms, the girls will probably appreciate having their makeover supplies back. On Thursday I really need to organize the love poem collection, dreadful writing really, Snape would especially hate it if he were ever to see it. Then last but not least on Friday I will take care of the spider and snake problem, some people think I'm imagining it, but those things are leaving trails everywhere."
"Sounds like a great plan mate do you need any help?" Fred said nodding discreetly letting Zane know his message was received.
"Yes I think we know just the spell for organizing poems." George added while also nodding his head.
"That would be wonderful mates I think tomorrow and Thursday are the only days I will be needing assistance. You wouldn't happen to have any cleaning potions for some of the bottles would you? Oh and I almost forgot a friend of mine will be needing to borrow one of my cloaks Tuesday night for a project he's working on Wednesday, please help me remember."
"We have just the right potion for cleaning those bottles leave it to us." Fred said.
George poured himself some pumpkin juice. "We will also have the commons all cleaned out Tuesday night, I know how you hate it when they become too cluttered."
In the time it took to fill in the twins on the agenda of prank week the Great Hall has started to fill. This meant when two boys, one Ronald Weasley and Seamus Finniagen, entered covered in bright pink clothes everyone was there to witness their embarrassment. The enchantment on their clothes would last all week, so would everything else they he had plan. It wouldn't matter what they tried, or who tired for that matter, not even Dumbledore himself could break through those charms. The Hall was roaring with laughter, even the Slytherins couldn't control them selves. Both of them started to march in his and the twins direction, just like he thought they would.
"Change them back." Ron roared.
"Hello Ronald, Seamus trying a new look?" Zane asked with the politest look on his face.
"Look we know it was one of you three so change them back or we will go to the professors." He snarled. Seamus just stood in the background looking a little worried. That's good, thought Zane, hopefully that will mean by the end of this week he will have learn not mess with me.
"I don't know" started Fred.
"what you're" said George.
"talking about." Finished Zane.
"We never prank without reason do we Fred, Zane?"
"No we do not George, is there a reason why you would get pranked Ronald?"
"A reason you'd like to share with everyone and the professors?" Zane asked.
Seamus tugged on Ron's arm. "Let's just go Ron it's not that bad, it could be worse."
Zane's eyes glinted as they walked away. "Oh yes it will be." He whispered. "The game is afoot."
"Oi enough with the Sherlock quotes Zane." Fred and George shouted at him..
"Sorry," he grinned. It was easy to see he was not sorry at all.
The rest of the day went by fast and the laughter that followed Ron and Seamus everywhere was music to his ears. It was even more hilarious watch all their teachers try to change the robes back to their original color, but fail. By the time Oliver had picked him up for practice he could not wipe the grin off his face. This led to questions from Oliver since he couldn't understand how someone who was illegally entered into a dangerous tournament could be so happy. When he finished explaining Oliver had a grin just like his own. It's going to be a great week, he thought.
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