A/N: I have found some inspiration, plus I was bored, so I have decided to
write two chapters in one day. This chapter tells the accounts of Fred,
George, and Ron after the meeting. This will show you what happened to
them. I hope you like it, and as always, r/r.
The Joker's Fate
After they ended the meeting, Fred and George decided to go to a secret bedroom, which they had just found recently with the Marauder's Map and by now, they knew the way to it by heart. They were exhausted after staying up so late, and they wanted to get some sleep so they wouldn't sound too tired the next day when they talked to Harry. "When d'you think Harry'll wake up, George?" asked Fred quietly. "I dunno, Fred, maybe at around 8:00 or so," George responded. He sighed. You never could tell with Harry. Some days he woke up at the crack of dawn, others he slept until 10 am. "Hey, maybe we can change the future to where he sleeps until 11:00 and freaks out when he wakes up, eh?" Fred joked. George laughed, "After you, my good mushroom." He did a mock bow. Fred half- yawned half-laughed. "Man, I am so tired. I bet I'm more tired than you," said Fred. He then faked a huge yawn, which quickly turned into a real one. "No, I am. No one gets more tired than George Weasley, Sleeping Extraordinaire!" George said with a laugh, then an even bigger yawn. "Ah, here we are. Finally, now I can get some bloody sleep and not worry about bloody Harry for a little while," Fred muttered. "Tut, tut, now what kind of mushroom would use such language? You've got to think about the little mushrooms before you say such things," said George in a fake indignant tone. It was Fred's turn to laugh. He flopped on the bed on the right wall, and George flopped on the other bed on the left wall. "Hey, George," said Fred in a low voice. "What?" George mumbled, half-asleep. "Do you think Harry will give us those exploding galleons that Ron told us about last year? I mean, it would be a thing for him to do in revenge," asked Fred. "Yeah, I think he probably will give us some, if not all. I think what we ought to do is leave the galleons he gives us in a safe place just in case they are," responded George. "Yeah, but where should we put them? It has to be somewhere near the Gryffindor Common Room because we won't know how long until they explode until they do explode, so we have to be careful to drop them, transfigure something into looking like us, and then leave the dummies there so that when Harry finds it, he will think we were killed by his little prank. That will sure scare the hell out of him. Then we'll show up and scare him even more. Ha! This will be the greatest prank we've ever pulled, but remember, the clock could be set from anywhere up to an hour, and so if it wasn't the fake stuff, then we can safely collect it from where we hid it. It's perfect!" Fred exclaimed in delight. "Yeah, we just gotta hope that Harry will give us the fake stuff," said George. "Oh, he will, make no mistake about it," said Fred as though Christmas was later that morning. "Well, g'night Fred," whispered George while he set the alarm clock for 8:00 the next day. "'Night George," replied Fred in a softer whisper
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The next morning
Fred and George woke up with a start. The alarm clock was going off loudly, and it read 8:01. They decided that they had better get going if they wanted to get to the spot where they kept their vigil until Harry came out of his dorm room. They silently got out of bed, washed in the small bathroom adjacent to the room, got dressed, grabbed the Marauder's Map, and left silently. They managed to reach the spot where they kept watch on the Gryffindor Common Room without a hitch. They looked around for Harry, but they had no luck, but they did spot Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown quietly talking and every once in a while giggling in the corner. Colin Creevey sat in an armchair dozing off, while his brother, Dennis, was reading on the couch next to his brother's armchair. Thomas Harris, a Gryffindor second year, and Emily Brooks, also a second year, were playing chess at a side table. The rest had either gone to breakfast or were still sleeping. George sighed, "Well, Harry must be sleeping, but there's so many people in his dorm it's hard to make out his name. He's nowhere else on the map." "All right, George, you watch for him to come out, and I'll scout out a good place to transfigure the dummies and where we can dump the galleons. I think we passed by a place that should suit us nicely." "Alright, but hurry back just in case he gets up. Here, take the Marauder's Map so you don't get lost." "I'll be fine, George, although I can use the map to see if Harry wakes up and gets up." Fred walked down the corridor that they had just come from. He sincerely hoped the Common room would be empty by the time Harry woke up. He went a short ways away from where he started and turned into another room. It was a bathroom. It looked unused. "This is perfect for the job! Now, lets see, I think I can transfigure these rolls of toilet paper into replicas of me and George." Fred laughed, and then performed a complicated spell and then lay the clone Fred and George- albeit not alive, but still clones- on the floor and performed a charm on the bathroom so that no one would go to it just in case. "There's no harm in preparing for the worst," he thought to himself, and held back a chuckle. "Not that someone, ideally Harry, finding our dead bodies on the floor is the worst that can happen." He walked back to where George was sitting quietly. "All right, I took care of our bodies and where they are, now we just have to wait until Harry wakes up and gets out." "Good," breathed George, not wanting anyone to see him, and therefore talking quietly. Slowly, the Common Room emptied, with everyone getting up and going to breakfast. At about 9:00, only a few late risers were still getting up, and the Common Room was deserted, except for those late risers. It was 9:10 and still no sign of Harry. No one was left except him, and Fred and George were getting impatient. Finally, at 9:15, Harry had woken up and they saw him run down the hall and through the Common Room and rush towards Portrait Hole. George, the voice of the mushroom called out in his mushroom voice "Wait! Where are you going? I need to talk to you. It's very urgent!" he exclaimed. "I'm going to look for the mushroom and I can't be bothered," He called back to them. They saw him run out of the Portrait when he stopped. They saw him go back into the Common Room. Fred thought he heard the Fat Lady mutter something like, "Do you want in or out already?" but he couldn't be sure. "Are you still here?" Harry asked tentatively. "Yes, I'm in here you fool," George said exasperatedly. "Now I wanted to talk to you about the second challenge." he started, but Harry cut him off.
"So do I. I want it changed to me giving you 1000 galleons like you asked for at the beginning, but changed your mind about it. Is that a good challenge?" Harry said in a rush. "Yes, in fact that's just what I wanted to change it to. Do you have the money? You said that you would get it after the school year after you went to the bank," George said with big smile and trying to put one on the hand puppet mushroom's face. "Yes, actually, I sent directions to Gringotts to withdraw 1000 galleons from my account and bring it to me. I have it, and I can go get it for you right now if you want it," Harry answered. "Yes, yes, go get it for me. You will get your reward later, after I get the money," George said matter-of-factly. "In fact, I will reward you tomorrow." "Okay, then let me go get it," Harry said, as he walked back up the staircase to the dorms. Fred looked into the Common Room and saw Harry returning with one bag. Then Harry slapped himself in the head and went back upstairs. He came back down 5 long minutes later with 2 bags filled with galleons. "There you are!" George exclaimed impatiently, "I was beginning to wonder if you had forgotten about me." "Nope, I haven't. Here, here's your money." Harry said this, then handed the mushroom the two bags of galleons he had carried from his dorm. George took it greedily while trying to make it look like the mushroom took it and then he muttered a spell quietly making the mushroom slowly fade out. He handed the money to Fred. "Hurry and take it to the place you set up for us so that we can pull off our next prank which will most likely be called the greatest prank of them all. Not to mention scary, too," he added as an afterthought. Fred took the 2 bags and carried them to the unused bathroom. He threw one bag on top of the Fred clone and one on top of the George clone. He then left and ran quickly out of the room and after taking the unnoticeable charm off the room, he ran to the hiding place from where they could easily spy on the Common Room or the hall in front of the door to the bathroom without being seen and waited for the explosion. They stared intently at the end of the corridor until minutes later they heard a huge explosion that rocked the ground beneath them. They saw some first years run into their dorms with looks of terror on their faces. They then looked at the Marauder's Map and saw Harry's dot going fast towards the place they had hidden the blow up galleons. They chuckled quietly as they saw him down the corridor and then he looked in.
A/N: I guess sort of a cliffhanger right there, but I wanted to prolong the story another chapter before I closed it up. Things are not always what they seem, so remember that for the next chapter
The Joker's Fate
After they ended the meeting, Fred and George decided to go to a secret bedroom, which they had just found recently with the Marauder's Map and by now, they knew the way to it by heart. They were exhausted after staying up so late, and they wanted to get some sleep so they wouldn't sound too tired the next day when they talked to Harry. "When d'you think Harry'll wake up, George?" asked Fred quietly. "I dunno, Fred, maybe at around 8:00 or so," George responded. He sighed. You never could tell with Harry. Some days he woke up at the crack of dawn, others he slept until 10 am. "Hey, maybe we can change the future to where he sleeps until 11:00 and freaks out when he wakes up, eh?" Fred joked. George laughed, "After you, my good mushroom." He did a mock bow. Fred half- yawned half-laughed. "Man, I am so tired. I bet I'm more tired than you," said Fred. He then faked a huge yawn, which quickly turned into a real one. "No, I am. No one gets more tired than George Weasley, Sleeping Extraordinaire!" George said with a laugh, then an even bigger yawn. "Ah, here we are. Finally, now I can get some bloody sleep and not worry about bloody Harry for a little while," Fred muttered. "Tut, tut, now what kind of mushroom would use such language? You've got to think about the little mushrooms before you say such things," said George in a fake indignant tone. It was Fred's turn to laugh. He flopped on the bed on the right wall, and George flopped on the other bed on the left wall. "Hey, George," said Fred in a low voice. "What?" George mumbled, half-asleep. "Do you think Harry will give us those exploding galleons that Ron told us about last year? I mean, it would be a thing for him to do in revenge," asked Fred. "Yeah, I think he probably will give us some, if not all. I think what we ought to do is leave the galleons he gives us in a safe place just in case they are," responded George. "Yeah, but where should we put them? It has to be somewhere near the Gryffindor Common Room because we won't know how long until they explode until they do explode, so we have to be careful to drop them, transfigure something into looking like us, and then leave the dummies there so that when Harry finds it, he will think we were killed by his little prank. That will sure scare the hell out of him. Then we'll show up and scare him even more. Ha! This will be the greatest prank we've ever pulled, but remember, the clock could be set from anywhere up to an hour, and so if it wasn't the fake stuff, then we can safely collect it from where we hid it. It's perfect!" Fred exclaimed in delight. "Yeah, we just gotta hope that Harry will give us the fake stuff," said George. "Oh, he will, make no mistake about it," said Fred as though Christmas was later that morning. "Well, g'night Fred," whispered George while he set the alarm clock for 8:00 the next day. "'Night George," replied Fred in a softer whisper
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The next morning
Fred and George woke up with a start. The alarm clock was going off loudly, and it read 8:01. They decided that they had better get going if they wanted to get to the spot where they kept their vigil until Harry came out of his dorm room. They silently got out of bed, washed in the small bathroom adjacent to the room, got dressed, grabbed the Marauder's Map, and left silently. They managed to reach the spot where they kept watch on the Gryffindor Common Room without a hitch. They looked around for Harry, but they had no luck, but they did spot Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown quietly talking and every once in a while giggling in the corner. Colin Creevey sat in an armchair dozing off, while his brother, Dennis, was reading on the couch next to his brother's armchair. Thomas Harris, a Gryffindor second year, and Emily Brooks, also a second year, were playing chess at a side table. The rest had either gone to breakfast or were still sleeping. George sighed, "Well, Harry must be sleeping, but there's so many people in his dorm it's hard to make out his name. He's nowhere else on the map." "All right, George, you watch for him to come out, and I'll scout out a good place to transfigure the dummies and where we can dump the galleons. I think we passed by a place that should suit us nicely." "Alright, but hurry back just in case he gets up. Here, take the Marauder's Map so you don't get lost." "I'll be fine, George, although I can use the map to see if Harry wakes up and gets up." Fred walked down the corridor that they had just come from. He sincerely hoped the Common room would be empty by the time Harry woke up. He went a short ways away from where he started and turned into another room. It was a bathroom. It looked unused. "This is perfect for the job! Now, lets see, I think I can transfigure these rolls of toilet paper into replicas of me and George." Fred laughed, and then performed a complicated spell and then lay the clone Fred and George- albeit not alive, but still clones- on the floor and performed a charm on the bathroom so that no one would go to it just in case. "There's no harm in preparing for the worst," he thought to himself, and held back a chuckle. "Not that someone, ideally Harry, finding our dead bodies on the floor is the worst that can happen." He walked back to where George was sitting quietly. "All right, I took care of our bodies and where they are, now we just have to wait until Harry wakes up and gets out." "Good," breathed George, not wanting anyone to see him, and therefore talking quietly. Slowly, the Common Room emptied, with everyone getting up and going to breakfast. At about 9:00, only a few late risers were still getting up, and the Common Room was deserted, except for those late risers. It was 9:10 and still no sign of Harry. No one was left except him, and Fred and George were getting impatient. Finally, at 9:15, Harry had woken up and they saw him run down the hall and through the Common Room and rush towards Portrait Hole. George, the voice of the mushroom called out in his mushroom voice "Wait! Where are you going? I need to talk to you. It's very urgent!" he exclaimed. "I'm going to look for the mushroom and I can't be bothered," He called back to them. They saw him run out of the Portrait when he stopped. They saw him go back into the Common Room. Fred thought he heard the Fat Lady mutter something like, "Do you want in or out already?" but he couldn't be sure. "Are you still here?" Harry asked tentatively. "Yes, I'm in here you fool," George said exasperatedly. "Now I wanted to talk to you about the second challenge." he started, but Harry cut him off.
"So do I. I want it changed to me giving you 1000 galleons like you asked for at the beginning, but changed your mind about it. Is that a good challenge?" Harry said in a rush. "Yes, in fact that's just what I wanted to change it to. Do you have the money? You said that you would get it after the school year after you went to the bank," George said with big smile and trying to put one on the hand puppet mushroom's face. "Yes, actually, I sent directions to Gringotts to withdraw 1000 galleons from my account and bring it to me. I have it, and I can go get it for you right now if you want it," Harry answered. "Yes, yes, go get it for me. You will get your reward later, after I get the money," George said matter-of-factly. "In fact, I will reward you tomorrow." "Okay, then let me go get it," Harry said, as he walked back up the staircase to the dorms. Fred looked into the Common Room and saw Harry returning with one bag. Then Harry slapped himself in the head and went back upstairs. He came back down 5 long minutes later with 2 bags filled with galleons. "There you are!" George exclaimed impatiently, "I was beginning to wonder if you had forgotten about me." "Nope, I haven't. Here, here's your money." Harry said this, then handed the mushroom the two bags of galleons he had carried from his dorm. George took it greedily while trying to make it look like the mushroom took it and then he muttered a spell quietly making the mushroom slowly fade out. He handed the money to Fred. "Hurry and take it to the place you set up for us so that we can pull off our next prank which will most likely be called the greatest prank of them all. Not to mention scary, too," he added as an afterthought. Fred took the 2 bags and carried them to the unused bathroom. He threw one bag on top of the Fred clone and one on top of the George clone. He then left and ran quickly out of the room and after taking the unnoticeable charm off the room, he ran to the hiding place from where they could easily spy on the Common Room or the hall in front of the door to the bathroom without being seen and waited for the explosion. They stared intently at the end of the corridor until minutes later they heard a huge explosion that rocked the ground beneath them. They saw some first years run into their dorms with looks of terror on their faces. They then looked at the Marauder's Map and saw Harry's dot going fast towards the place they had hidden the blow up galleons. They chuckled quietly as they saw him down the corridor and then he looked in.
A/N: I guess sort of a cliffhanger right there, but I wanted to prolong the story another chapter before I closed it up. Things are not always what they seem, so remember that for the next chapter