The Unpleasant News…
(This is a shame but don't let it ruin my story! J)
The next
morning was bright and sunny. Sunshine poured through the windows making Harry
and Ron's morning start early, They got up with a yawn and the remembrance of
the night before.
"I think
last night was a dream." Ron said rubbing his eyes.
"Not because
I don't want George to be a lama, but because Fred has never been that good at
transfiguration… but that would explain why he couldn't turn him back into a
person…" Ron pondered for a while,
"Nah!" He
said looking rather relaxed. "It wasn't a dream!"
That morning was chaotic. The
Weasley's were all panicking. Partly because Fred shouldn't have used magic
that night and partly because they couldn't find George!
"Where is
that stupid lama?" Mrs. Weasley said rather annoyed and red faced.
"He does
have a name Molly!" Mr. Weasley reminded her. "He is our son."
"He would
probably be ten times better as a lama though!" Molly roared.
Before more
was said a knocking was heard at the door.
"You answer
it!" Molly yelled from the kitchen. "If it's that LAMA don't let him get
anywhere near me or we will have one less child!"
It was
George, but he wasn't alone. Holding George by a rope stood…
"MALFOY!"
Ron and Harry spluttered at the same time.
Malfoy stood
there gaping at them in return. Malfoy got over it quickly remembering who he
was and glared at Ron.
"I suppose
this is… Harry's House. You Weasley's couldn't possibly afford it."
"Actually it
is the Weasley's." Harry said dryly. Malfoy stood there mouth open yet again.
He composed himself again and said casually.
"Your
brothers won't even have a chance to start a joke shop. FG Jokers are the best,
my father spent more than 500 galleons there."
Harry and
Ron started laughing out loud. "What's so funny?" Malfoy asked looking rather
annoyed.
"That's how
we bought this house then!" Ron said exploding with laughter at the look on
Malfoy's face. He took the lama from his limp hand and closed the door on
Malfoy's face.
An hour or two later all the Weasley's
(including George who only had a tail now.) Were sitting round the table
laughing. They couldn't believe that the Malfoy's hadn't noticed they were
running the shop. The day soon turned into night and Harry and Ron went to bed
early. Fred and George however went to bed much later. Down the hallways and in
their room, some lousy business was going on.
"Goggles"
"Check"
"Malfoy
detester spray!"
"What the
hell do we need that for?"
"Glue"
"What kind
of a mission are we going on?"
These
muffled voices came from their room. Around an hour later two figures came out
of the room talking in disguised German voices. Fred now had brown hair and no
freckles and George was a blonde eyed blue haired boy!! (the spell went a tiny
bit wrong, but it was just going to have to do!) They snuck through the
corridor.
AN: imagine
some sneaky pink panther music in the background!
They spun
round the corners looking left and right. If they were on a comedy show they
certainly would have been they centre of it. They looked like a pair of geeks
going scuba diving in a school. After exiting their working home they turned
into a driveway with a black plaque reading "Malfoy Manor" George snickered and
Fred gave him 'the look!' Together they snuck past security cameras and ran up
to the back door, the lights were on but all was clear. George got out his wand
and shouted;
"Mooster
Loose" he waved his wand and the door turned pink and frilly,
"Oh well
done peebrain" Fred said sarcastilcly, Fred pushed George aside with an 'oof'
and unlcocked the door himself. He opened it and the two of them crept in,
however they got no-where because Mr. Luscius Malfoy was blocking their path.
AN: Im sorry
this patheticly small chapter took so long 2 write I hav been on holiday!!! I
am leaving you at a cliffhanger!! mwahaha