Double Speak for Fun and Profit


Please Read and Review. I'd like to know what I'm doing right (to keep doing it), and what I'm I doing wrong (to correct it).


"Say, what's on your mind, little brother?" Fred, or maybe George, said, passing an arm over Ron's shoulders. "Normally you stay well away from me and my less than handsome twin. And you have been in our compartment almost since the train left Kong's Cross, sulking."

Ron shrugged the arm away, while holding Scabbers in his other hand. The rat wriggled in his grasp, looking at the door of the compartment. "It's Harry. He's... he's fraterunizining with badgers, and eagles; I guess that could be okay, but he also invited a stupid snake!" He shook his head angrily. "And he wants to study with them! We haven't even gotten our timetables yet and he's wanting to study already!"

George, or maybe Fred, leaned back on his seat, he laced his fingers together, tapping on his lips with the index fingers. "Really? Now, that's more like Hermione's thing, isn't it?" He crossed a worried look with his twin. "You don't think he will..?"

His twin waved a hand, dismissing the very idea. "Nah, my less talented brother. I doubt Harry would forsake Quidditch for study. My guess is that whatever happened last year must have lit a fire under his bum. Remind me later we have to get him something nice, for Ginny."

"But if he does the study group, he won't have time to play chess, or exploding snap..." Ron whined.

"And there it is!" One of the twins exclaimed. "You know we can play with you, little brother. If, and only if, you can find us and pay the toll."

Ron shook his head. "I don't wanna be your magical Guinea pig." He shuddered.

"Aw, c'mon! Be a sport! We will reverse the effects of anything we test on you, you know that."

"Yeah, sure, three hours later and after parading me in front of all the school." Ron scoffed. "No, thanks, I'll pass on that. Not even if you paid me." He crossed his arms, defiantly. Scabbers hid himself in Ron's chest pocket; a moment later, his head poked out, looking around.

Both twins shrugged, one of them, maybe Fred, said, "So, in short, ikle Harrykins has decided to be a complete bore this year."

Once again, the twins looked at each other, discussing matters in the way only they could. A few facial gestures later, they had reached a decision.

"Well... my not so witty brother, I believe we should see for ourselves just exactly who is ickle Harrykins 'fraterunizining' with, as our little brother has so eloquently put."

"Indeed we must, indeed we must, ugly brother o'mine" Both twins stood up, slapping their thighs at the same time. "Coming, Ronnikins?"


Author Notes:

TitusVorenus: Now, that's an interesting idea... Shinji wasn't really adept at managing the AT Field, at least, not beyond its very basic function as a barrier; but just knowing about the possibilities would certainly influence Harry's way to look at things (driving Hermione nuts if he manages to pull off some ATF BS).

An AT enhanced Protego would be quite resistant to some attacks, for example.