What if...

Disclaimer - If I was to make one of these, I might be copying from whoever wrote the first disclaimer. Oh well. I don't own JKR's characters, and probably don't own the disclaimer either.





"Oy! Mum! We're going to the library!"

"Be back by din... Wait a minute, you were supposed to help Ron with de-gnoming the garden! Why do you want to go to the library?"

Now most people would instantly agree to the short but extremely powerful looking mother, faster then they would to You-know-who. (If you don't, you are either really dense, or a muggle, both which are great to pull pranks on.) But George and I already came up with a plan.

"Well you see Mum-"

"-We decided to study harder this year on the-"

"-NEWTs this year-"

"-And the sooner the better!"

"We wanted to look up some-"

"-Ancient spells to-"

"-Improve our history scores!"

"I'm so proud of you boys! At least I would be if I didn't know you so well. Get to the garden now!"

Well, we would be able to trick any other being, magic or muggle, but Mum is another thing all together. Oh well.

About two hours and many finger bites later, George and I were using floo powder to head to the nearest Magic Library. We did as we said and looked up ancient spells. It wasn't for school though. You see, George and I decided if we studied old spells, we'd have an easier time making new pranks. So far we had already made a new type of hex. It only worked on pranks, which was good; otherwise death eaters could frame other people for their crimes. The spell was basically a framing spell. It made the hex seem like another person, whomever you specified, cast it. We tested it on our lovely siblings, and had a great time of Ginny thinking Ron transformed her Chocolate Frog cards to all resemble Harry. Ron thought Ginny did it herself, and only blamed it on him so she wouldn't look obsessive. Unfortunately, Harry's arrival had to be delayed so he wouldn't see the cards.

"Fred! Take a look over here!"

"What is it?"

I looked at the spell book. The page explained a spell in which the caster could see what would happen if they changed one thing in history. It had to be within twenty years though. George looked at me. I looked at him.

"What if-" I began.

"-Harry never-" George continued.

"-Defeated Voldemort-"

"-As a child?"

"There's only one way to find out!"

"Ecce Puella!"

The library around us started to blur. I started to feel sick. I closed my eyes, waiting for the spinning to end.

When it did, I was alone.






Please say if you want me to continue! Can anyone guess what Ecce Puella means? Sorry if I spelled it wrong.