When Gred and Feorge met Padfoot and Moony
Chapter 3: Thoughts and reactions
Disclaimer: Do I look like J.K: Rowling? No. Then, not mine.
A/N: Sorry everybody. I sort of thought the story wasn't very interesting, and send it to the bottom of my "to do" list for several months. yesterday somebody wrote to me and convinced me to go on. Thanks, Lexis!!!
*** Molly Weasley chuckled. There, simply chuckled. The situation was too funny to be ignored, and even she, the stern, strict, caring mother of seven, was trying not to laugh. But, a glance to the clock told her that there wasn't time for this, and that they had to finish shopping before it was too late and the Alley got crowded with Death Eaters, or worse, reporters. She stood up, still smiling.
-Children - she said, for she saw all of them as children (yes, even Remus) - there is no time of this yet. Why don't we finish shopping and then we all head to the Burrow and sit to sot this out? I'm sure it would be more private and certainly more comfortable.
All of them nodded.
-Very well then. -Molly continued -Remus, why don't you take the boys and I go with Hermione and Ginny?
Remus glanced at Harry, who was smirking; at Ron, currently laughing, and at the twins, who were still in a state of pure shock, and agreed.
They all stood up, paid for the Butterbeers and entered Diagon Alley. Ginny and Hermione, who looked a little sad for getting to miss the "action", followed Mrs. Weasley dragging their feet. Ron and Harry waved at them, and when they were out of sight, turned to Remus, Padfoot, and the still-very- shocked twins.
-So. - Harry began, a little reluctant
-So. - Remus said, eyeing him with a look that clearly said "I'm-going-to- get-you-for-this"
Harry had spent two weeks at Remus' house, and therefore, knew that look as the one used only for Sirius (who took delight in annoying Remus at the most unthinkable times) and shuddered. Ron, a little more confident, turned to the twins, and snickered.
Fred and George Weasley were seventeen years old. They had seen a lot of things, form the downfall of Voldemort, to Professor Dumbledore and his collection of socks. They were wizards, and as such, were used to the most strange things and situations. They were pranksters, and knew that things always turned to be the less expected way possible. They were Gryffindors, and knew both nobility and braveness. They were beaters, and had learned how to react to the most desperate situations. But nothing in their 17 years of life had prepared them to something like this.
Their former DADA professor was a Marauder. The convict godfather of the best friend of their younger brother was a Marauder. The father of said younger brother's best friend had been a Marauder. Ouch.
They had given the map to said boy. Said boy had given them a thousand Galleons to start their business. Cool.
They were now going to shop with said former professor, convict godfather, younger brother and younger brother's best friend. GREAT!
Fred blinked first. George rubbed his head. They looked at each other and spoke without words, as only very close people can do. The plan, at least for now, was to get as much information as possible. Watch and learn, they told to each other. Coming out from their state of shock, they turned again into the seventeen-year old wizards and pranksters of the Quidditch team of Gryffindor House we all know and love.
Remus sighed. This was NOT how he had planned the day. But seeing that the twins were coming form their state of shock, shook his head, put a hand over Padfoot's head and started walking towards Gringotts. "Might as well get some money first" he told himself. He looked back once, to make sure the four teens were following him, and entered the building.
Padfoot really didn't get what was going on. He knew the Marauder's secret was out, but at least safe within the best wizard family you could find and the two most promising pranksters he knew. Remus had lost his "impunity", but then again, he was a Marauder, he should be proud of it. Besides, Fred and George had been very good with Harry, giving him the map and all. So, he didn't see why everybody was so shocked. Shrugging, he walked with Remus, deciding to let events unfold themselves.
Ron and Harry traded looks and smiled happily. Things were going on exactly as they had planned them.
Together, the strange half dozen entered the Wizard Bank.
*** Ces Granger: Thanks. Here it goes
Brighter Side: *blushes* Thak you!!! Sorry for the tardiness. Hope you like this chapter
WeasleyTwinsLover1112: I'll try to be posting faster, you convinced me!
Lady Hextra: You think? *blushes deeper* Thank you, thank you, thank you!!! Hope you still like the story after this chapter 2lazy2signinnow: Well, I'm not telling, you'll find out in the next chapters!!! :P
Christina Je'Bell: You really think so? Well, I hope this chapter isn't very horrible, either. If you see any mistakes, PLEASE tell me, I would appreciate that. Besides, this story DOES have a plotline, it only goes a little slow in the beginning.
Ebeth: :) Ok, I'm writing, I'm writing.
Psycic who cant spell: No, sorry, Wormtail will take a little longer, but he'll appear. sadly. Anyway, he is not important, don't worry
Lala: Oh. they'll react in a very funny way, just give them time
Chapter 3: Thoughts and reactions
Disclaimer: Do I look like J.K: Rowling? No. Then, not mine.
A/N: Sorry everybody. I sort of thought the story wasn't very interesting, and send it to the bottom of my "to do" list for several months. yesterday somebody wrote to me and convinced me to go on. Thanks, Lexis!!!
*** Molly Weasley chuckled. There, simply chuckled. The situation was too funny to be ignored, and even she, the stern, strict, caring mother of seven, was trying not to laugh. But, a glance to the clock told her that there wasn't time for this, and that they had to finish shopping before it was too late and the Alley got crowded with Death Eaters, or worse, reporters. She stood up, still smiling.
-Children - she said, for she saw all of them as children (yes, even Remus) - there is no time of this yet. Why don't we finish shopping and then we all head to the Burrow and sit to sot this out? I'm sure it would be more private and certainly more comfortable.
All of them nodded.
-Very well then. -Molly continued -Remus, why don't you take the boys and I go with Hermione and Ginny?
Remus glanced at Harry, who was smirking; at Ron, currently laughing, and at the twins, who were still in a state of pure shock, and agreed.
They all stood up, paid for the Butterbeers and entered Diagon Alley. Ginny and Hermione, who looked a little sad for getting to miss the "action", followed Mrs. Weasley dragging their feet. Ron and Harry waved at them, and when they were out of sight, turned to Remus, Padfoot, and the still-very- shocked twins.
-So. - Harry began, a little reluctant
-So. - Remus said, eyeing him with a look that clearly said "I'm-going-to- get-you-for-this"
Harry had spent two weeks at Remus' house, and therefore, knew that look as the one used only for Sirius (who took delight in annoying Remus at the most unthinkable times) and shuddered. Ron, a little more confident, turned to the twins, and snickered.
Fred and George Weasley were seventeen years old. They had seen a lot of things, form the downfall of Voldemort, to Professor Dumbledore and his collection of socks. They were wizards, and as such, were used to the most strange things and situations. They were pranksters, and knew that things always turned to be the less expected way possible. They were Gryffindors, and knew both nobility and braveness. They were beaters, and had learned how to react to the most desperate situations. But nothing in their 17 years of life had prepared them to something like this.
Their former DADA professor was a Marauder. The convict godfather of the best friend of their younger brother was a Marauder. The father of said younger brother's best friend had been a Marauder. Ouch.
They had given the map to said boy. Said boy had given them a thousand Galleons to start their business. Cool.
They were now going to shop with said former professor, convict godfather, younger brother and younger brother's best friend. GREAT!
Fred blinked first. George rubbed his head. They looked at each other and spoke without words, as only very close people can do. The plan, at least for now, was to get as much information as possible. Watch and learn, they told to each other. Coming out from their state of shock, they turned again into the seventeen-year old wizards and pranksters of the Quidditch team of Gryffindor House we all know and love.
Remus sighed. This was NOT how he had planned the day. But seeing that the twins were coming form their state of shock, shook his head, put a hand over Padfoot's head and started walking towards Gringotts. "Might as well get some money first" he told himself. He looked back once, to make sure the four teens were following him, and entered the building.
Padfoot really didn't get what was going on. He knew the Marauder's secret was out, but at least safe within the best wizard family you could find and the two most promising pranksters he knew. Remus had lost his "impunity", but then again, he was a Marauder, he should be proud of it. Besides, Fred and George had been very good with Harry, giving him the map and all. So, he didn't see why everybody was so shocked. Shrugging, he walked with Remus, deciding to let events unfold themselves.
Ron and Harry traded looks and smiled happily. Things were going on exactly as they had planned them.
Together, the strange half dozen entered the Wizard Bank.
*** Ces Granger: Thanks. Here it goes
Brighter Side: *blushes* Thak you!!! Sorry for the tardiness. Hope you like this chapter
WeasleyTwinsLover1112: I'll try to be posting faster, you convinced me!
Lady Hextra: You think? *blushes deeper* Thank you, thank you, thank you!!! Hope you still like the story after this chapter 2lazy2signinnow: Well, I'm not telling, you'll find out in the next chapters!!! :P
Christina Je'Bell: You really think so? Well, I hope this chapter isn't very horrible, either. If you see any mistakes, PLEASE tell me, I would appreciate that. Besides, this story DOES have a plotline, it only goes a little slow in the beginning.
Ebeth: :) Ok, I'm writing, I'm writing.
Psycic who cant spell: No, sorry, Wormtail will take a little longer, but he'll appear. sadly. Anyway, he is not important, don't worry
Lala: Oh. they'll react in a very funny way, just give them time