Entry 29

"We have a better way, if you pipe down." ~ George Weasley, PoA (movie)

Title: Foreign Object

Author: IronSpockMaster

"We have a better way, if you pipe down," said George, glaring at the squirming Ron.

"Stop it, guys!" Ron yelled, squirming even more. "I can do it myself! I don't want your nasty joke shop products touching my-"

"I'll have you know we worked our socks off to get these things perfect," said Fred, hurt.

"Whatever," snorted Ron. "Get off me! I can get it out myself!"

"How on earth did you get it there in the first place?" asked George.

"Harry put it there," said Ron, blushing. "I can get this wand out of my nose by myself!"


Title: Missing

Author: Nynayve

Everyone was in a panic. With young Teddy missing, the entire Weasley clan divided into pairs, and began to search for him. Just as Arthur was about to send a Patronus to tell Harry they had lost his godson, George arrived.

"Whats going on?"

"Teddy's missing!" his father said briskly, raising his wand. "I'm going to tell Harry, then try a locating spell while the others are searching the area. Molly is frantic, and Ginny is so worried that Harry will-"

"We have a better way, if you pipe down," George told his babbling father. He pulled out a device that had the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes logo on it, and held it up. "Fred came up with this, marked everyone before he died." He flipped a switch, and turned a dial, saying as he did, "Teddy Lupin!"

After just a couple of seconds, the object glowed a pale blue, and said, in a crisp, clear voice, "Teddy Lupin is upstairs, third bedroom on the left, in his crib, asleep."

Arthur turned a pale shade of red, before sending a Patronus to his wife and the searchers.


Title: We Didn't Do It

Author: Christina-Tears

"Ugh!" Fred said, shaking his head back and forth, before checking to make sure that he had gotten all of the spider webs out from his flaming locks.

"Now you see why I hate killing this damn house!" Ginny said smugly.

"Ginny!" George gasped in fake shock, holding a hand to his chest. "How could you use such language?"

"Well, I learned from the best." smiled the only Weasley girl for generations.

"FRED! GEORGE! GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!" The unmistakable voice of Mrs. Weasley shouted up the staircase of Number 12.

"WE DIDN'T DO IT!" The cried in unison as soon as they reached their mother, who's mouth formed into a tight line at there words.

"I wasn't calling you down here because you did something..." She fixed them with a stern glare. "What did you do this time?"

"Nothing!"

"Honest!"

"We couldn't possible-"

"Do something to upset-"

"Our darling Mother!" They finished together, making Molly shake her head at there 'twin talk'.

"I need your help getting this room cleaned." She said, pointing to the room of to her right. "Ginny will help you." With that she walked back to the kitchen.

"Well come on. We need to get this done before dinner." Ginny said, coming up behind the red head twins. As she grabbed a dusting cloth, the twins shook their heads, and gave smirks at there little sister.

"What? I want to get this done, so I can eat dinner!"

"We have a better way, if you pipe down!" George said, just as Fred waved his wand.

Let's just say that they made it to dinner faster than Molly thought they would.


Title: Smoking Robes

Author: Wizards-Pupil

"FRED WEALEY!" Verity screamed, as Fred stepped back from the test room and into the shop with obvious alarm. George looked up from the potion he was working on and laughed as he heard an explosion occur in the other room.

Verity came running into the room, her face covered in soot and her robes smoking as she glared at Fred.

"You are bloody going to pay for that!" She screeched, her voice reaching what must have been a record breaking high as she stalked towards Fred. She waved her hands over her soot covered clothes, glaring at Fred before poking a finger into his chest.

"This is going to cost a fortune to dry clean!"

George hopped up from his seat and stepped up to the livid witch, deciding it was time to intervene and help his twin. He grabbed out his wand and pointed it at her robes.

"We have a better way, if you pipe down!" George said, waving his wand over her robes.

The shop windows rattled with her next screech.

"GEORGE WEASLEY, BRING MY CLOTHES BACK RIGHT NOW!"