AN: I'm sorry this story took sooooo long to post. I had….er…..stuff
(mainly assignments) to do. Anyway, if everyone reviews I will be quick and
post the next chapter, which I have already written (I'll probably still
post it if everyone doesn't review, but reviewing does help). If you want a
disclaimer you can look at the other chapters, so just deal. By the way, I
am "Cherry Flavoured Hippo" formerly Drama Queen but there were already a
couple of Drama Queens so I decided to be original.
The Girl Next Door
Chapter 3
Fred and George sat in their room, talking about their visit to Jess' earlier that day.
"So, what do you think of her?" asked George, raising his eyebrows in a suggestive way.
"What do I think of who?" said Fred trying to sound like he didn't know who his brother was talking about, and who they had been talking about for the last half an hour.
"You know very well who I'm talking about." Said George as he rolled off his bed and began searching, on hands and knees under it.
Fred didn't answer, but instead walked slowly over to the door and put his hand on the doorknob.
"It looks like we have company." He said finally, turning the handle. As the door opened, Ron fell in; it looked like he had been listening through the keyhole.
"Bugger off, Ron." Said George, reappearing from under his bed with a stack of papers.
"Yeah, go and listen to someone else's conversation." Added Fred, flopping down on his bed.
"No. Dad's at work, Mum's cooking, Ginny's reading and Percy's…….well Percy." Ron said with a shrug, "Anyway, your much more interesting." He said as he stood up.
"I'm flattered." Mumbled George.
"You were talking about that Jess girl, I presume." Said Ron, ignoring his brother's comment, as he sat down on George's bed.
"Yeah, we were, as a matter of fact." Said George crawling back under his bed.
"Not that it's really any of your business." Snapped Fred, as he stretched out his left leg and kicked the door shut, resigned to the fact that Ron would be staying, for the moment.
"Answer my question." Said George, appearing once again from under his bed with another handful of papers. He stacked them next to the other ones and looked pointedly at Fred.
"Well," began Fred thoughtfully "she's a bit strange, you know. She yells instead of talking, well her whole family does. They're the loudest bunch I've ever heard, but that's not her fault. She seems to disobey every request, order…."
"…..command…." Put in George.
"…..demand……" Said Ron, helpfully.
"…..direction, instruction and rule given to her, at least by her parents." Finished Fred, "But other than that she's quite nice. I like her, good sort of person."
"I knew it, you 'like' her." said George gleefully.
"Of course I like her, I just said that, you dolt." Said Fred, sounding aggravated.
"I'm not a dolt. But that's not what I mean. You 'like' like her." George was implying something Fred would rather he didn't imply.
"I do not."
"Do too."
"Do not."
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"Do…….Wait, what was the question?"
"I was telling you that you 'like'…" began George.
"I DO NOT!!!!" yelled Fred, "So what do you think of her then?" he asked quickly.
"I agree with you, nice but….I don't know….let's just say at times she's a fruit cake short of a picnic….." said George, conspicuously leaving out the word 'like'.
"I ate a whole fruitcake once." Said Ron out of the blue.
"What?" said both twins together.
"Nothing, continue." Said Ron with a dazed look on his face.
"OK. That brother of hers, Damien, he's a shocker." Continued George.
"Yeah, I know, he's even worse that Ron." Said Fred, putting his hands behind his head and leaning back against his pillow.
"Hey!" said Ron.
"Sorry Ron, no time to talk now." Said George, pulling a large, very heavy cardboard box from under his bed.
" Yes ever so sorry." Said Fred, getting up from his bed, "Well it's been nice talking to you, but we have some rather important…..er….homework to finish."
"But… but…. You said you finished it yesterday." Stuttered a surprised Ron as both twins pushed and pulled him out of the door.
"So sorry. Must have been mistaken." Said George.
"Goodbye." Said both twins in unison, and with that the door was slammed in Ron's face.
"Since when have you cared about homework?" Ron yelled at the door. But, getting no answer, he shrugged and headed down the stairs.
AN: REMEMBER TO REVIEW AND I, CHERRY FLAVOURED HIPPO, WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER.
The Girl Next Door
Chapter 3
Fred and George sat in their room, talking about their visit to Jess' earlier that day.
"So, what do you think of her?" asked George, raising his eyebrows in a suggestive way.
"What do I think of who?" said Fred trying to sound like he didn't know who his brother was talking about, and who they had been talking about for the last half an hour.
"You know very well who I'm talking about." Said George as he rolled off his bed and began searching, on hands and knees under it.
Fred didn't answer, but instead walked slowly over to the door and put his hand on the doorknob.
"It looks like we have company." He said finally, turning the handle. As the door opened, Ron fell in; it looked like he had been listening through the keyhole.
"Bugger off, Ron." Said George, reappearing from under his bed with a stack of papers.
"Yeah, go and listen to someone else's conversation." Added Fred, flopping down on his bed.
"No. Dad's at work, Mum's cooking, Ginny's reading and Percy's…….well Percy." Ron said with a shrug, "Anyway, your much more interesting." He said as he stood up.
"I'm flattered." Mumbled George.
"You were talking about that Jess girl, I presume." Said Ron, ignoring his brother's comment, as he sat down on George's bed.
"Yeah, we were, as a matter of fact." Said George crawling back under his bed.
"Not that it's really any of your business." Snapped Fred, as he stretched out his left leg and kicked the door shut, resigned to the fact that Ron would be staying, for the moment.
"Answer my question." Said George, appearing once again from under his bed with another handful of papers. He stacked them next to the other ones and looked pointedly at Fred.
"Well," began Fred thoughtfully "she's a bit strange, you know. She yells instead of talking, well her whole family does. They're the loudest bunch I've ever heard, but that's not her fault. She seems to disobey every request, order…."
"…..command…." Put in George.
"…..demand……" Said Ron, helpfully.
"…..direction, instruction and rule given to her, at least by her parents." Finished Fred, "But other than that she's quite nice. I like her, good sort of person."
"I knew it, you 'like' her." said George gleefully.
"Of course I like her, I just said that, you dolt." Said Fred, sounding aggravated.
"I'm not a dolt. But that's not what I mean. You 'like' like her." George was implying something Fred would rather he didn't imply.
"I do not."
"Do too."
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Do…….Wait, what was the question?"
"I was telling you that you 'like'…" began George.
"I DO NOT!!!!" yelled Fred, "So what do you think of her then?" he asked quickly.
"I agree with you, nice but….I don't know….let's just say at times she's a fruit cake short of a picnic….." said George, conspicuously leaving out the word 'like'.
"I ate a whole fruitcake once." Said Ron out of the blue.
"What?" said both twins together.
"Nothing, continue." Said Ron with a dazed look on his face.
"OK. That brother of hers, Damien, he's a shocker." Continued George.
"Yeah, I know, he's even worse that Ron." Said Fred, putting his hands behind his head and leaning back against his pillow.
"Hey!" said Ron.
"Sorry Ron, no time to talk now." Said George, pulling a large, very heavy cardboard box from under his bed.
" Yes ever so sorry." Said Fred, getting up from his bed, "Well it's been nice talking to you, but we have some rather important…..er….homework to finish."
"But… but…. You said you finished it yesterday." Stuttered a surprised Ron as both twins pushed and pulled him out of the door.
"So sorry. Must have been mistaken." Said George.
"Goodbye." Said both twins in unison, and with that the door was slammed in Ron's face.
"Since when have you cared about homework?" Ron yelled at the door. But, getting no answer, he shrugged and headed down the stairs.
AN: REMEMBER TO REVIEW AND I, CHERRY FLAVOURED HIPPO, WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER.