Chapter 4
Fred and George, AGAIN!!
The picture of the fat lady smiled at Harry as he climbed through the hole, inside was Fred and George, they were already in their Quiddich uniforms and they were doing a little fencing with their beater bats. Behind them were baskets and plates of food, Katie bell, lee Jordan, and Alicia Spinnet were already carrying some of them through the portrait hole.
"Hello Fred, Hello George" Said Harry excitedly "have you got your joke shop up yet?"
"No not yet 'arry" said George "we are still deciding where to set up our business"
"We were thinking of hogsmade but there is already one there" added Fred "we want to but it in the perfect area, so maybe it will become world wide and we'll become rich"
"By the way thanks for the money Harry, it will help us a lot," said George "you won't believe what mum did when she found the stash in our room"
"HOW COULD YOU TAKE THE MONEY FROM THAT POOR BOY!!" Fred imitated his mother's high-pitched angry wail "IS THAT HOW YOU PLAN TO GET THROGH LIFE? TO STEAL? YOU SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN MORE O.W.L.S I SAY!"
"And she threw everything she could find at us!" Murmured George "until we convinced her that you have it to us to help us start our business, and that we'll pay you back as soon as we get rich"
"GET RICH?" Fred started up again "YOU CAN SELL YOUR BRAINS FOR 5 KLUTS EACH AND NOTHING MORE DO YOU HEAR ME?"
They all fell over with laughter, until Angelina Johnson came up.
"Aren't you 3 boys going to help?" she asked irritably
"Were busy," protested George
"And Harry's not ready yet" added Fred as he speared his brother in the shoulder with his bat.
He looked down at his school uniform; it had green and red blotches from potions and looking through the crates of skrewts. Harry took himself upstairs and a few minutes later he came back down with his firebolt and uniform. George was carrying the last of the baskets through the hole.
"Come on 'arry"
He scrambled in after him. They made their way back down through the castle in deep conversation. The portraits smiled and winked at the twins and they stopped everyone in a while to discuss good old days with some of them.
The picture of the fat lady smiled at Harry as he climbed through the hole, inside was Fred and George, they were already in their Quiddich uniforms and they were doing a little fencing with their beater bats. Behind them were baskets and plates of food, Katie bell, lee Jordan, and Alicia Spinnet were already carrying some of them through the portrait hole.
"Hello Fred, Hello George" Said Harry excitedly "have you got your joke shop up yet?"
"No not yet 'arry" said George "we are still deciding where to set up our business"
"We were thinking of hogsmade but there is already one there" added Fred "we want to but it in the perfect area, so maybe it will become world wide and we'll become rich"
"By the way thanks for the money Harry, it will help us a lot," said George "you won't believe what mum did when she found the stash in our room"
"HOW COULD YOU TAKE THE MONEY FROM THAT POOR BOY!!" Fred imitated his mother's high-pitched angry wail "IS THAT HOW YOU PLAN TO GET THROGH LIFE? TO STEAL? YOU SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN MORE O.W.L.S I SAY!"
"And she threw everything she could find at us!" Murmured George "until we convinced her that you have it to us to help us start our business, and that we'll pay you back as soon as we get rich"
"GET RICH?" Fred started up again "YOU CAN SELL YOUR BRAINS FOR 5 KLUTS EACH AND NOTHING MORE DO YOU HEAR ME?"
They all fell over with laughter, until Angelina Johnson came up.
"Aren't you 3 boys going to help?" she asked irritably
"Were busy," protested George
"And Harry's not ready yet" added Fred as he speared his brother in the shoulder with his bat.
He looked down at his school uniform; it had green and red blotches from potions and looking through the crates of skrewts. Harry took himself upstairs and a few minutes later he came back down with his firebolt and uniform. George was carrying the last of the baskets through the hole.
"Come on 'arry"
He scrambled in after him. They made their way back down through the castle in deep conversation. The portraits smiled and winked at the twins and they stopped everyone in a while to discuss good old days with some of them.