When Gred and Feorge met Padfoot and Moony
Chapter 4: A strange shopping
Disclaimer: I wish they were, but they aren't mine.
A/N: It is the last chapter of the introduction, and the chapter where the madness begins. I hope you can bear with one more boring chapter. After that, I swear, only pranks and jokes for a long time!!! :P (Oh, I have such WONDERFUL ideas planned...) *rubs hands in anticipation*
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When they entered Gringotts, they approached one of those ugly creatures that called themselves goblins, and asked them to see their vaults. The ugly creature, AKA Goophirk, sneered at them while they were in those small dreadful carts. First they went to the Weasley's vault, and the three redheads present hurried to get some galleons. Harry noted happily that the vault was fuller than the last time he had been there, and suspected it to be part of Percy's money. Percy had always been a grateful son, and Harry knew better than to judge him because of his love for laws and rules. If you thought about it for a little, you realized that Percy wasn't THAT bad, hey, he even had a /girlfriend!/
Fred and George looked like they had more money than what they were grabbing, but Ron filled his pockets with a pained expression. Harry smirked, because he knew that Ron was going to get a few presents in the near future, including some dress robes. Not that he knew about it, but still.
After that, they went to Harry's vault, when Harry, as usual, filled a bag as quickly as possible. What /he/ didn't know was that Sirius had planned to pay for everything he wanted to buy, and that his bag was going to remain full.
Finally, they went to the vault number 815, the Black's vault. It wasn't as full as Harry's, but it still held enough money to last for a lifetime. There, Remus stepped in, and glancing from time to time to the big black dog, filled another bag of galleons and knuts. (A/N: You see, I have a theory that says that werewolves can't use sickles, you see, because of the silver.)
Considerably richer than when they went in, the strange group walked first to Flourish and Blott's. They all had their school lists (minus Remus, obviously) and got the books as quickly as possible. I say, who would WILLINGLY spend time in a bookstore, not counting Hermione? Remus shook his head. Boys would be boys, and "boys" and "books" don't go together, right? Then why were the twins looking for something at a shelf in a corner? They had already bought all their books for next year. Intrigued, and always the Marauder, Remus approached them silently, using his werewolf senses to hear what they were saying.
-I tell you, George, this one talks more about making your own potions.
-Fred, it only helps you to /modify/ potions!
-Well, I don't see something better over here!
-What about this one, huh? "The Art of Potion-Creating"?
-Sounds like a lot of rubbish.
-Take a look at it, genius!
-Let's see. history of potions, the story of famous potion masters, how to use a cauldron. no, George, thanks..
Even MORE intrigued, Remus decided to ask the twins. After all, there is nothing better than getting straight answers.
-Hey, kids. Found anything interesting?
The reactions he got were /certainly/ interesting. Both twins turned the shade of their hair and hurried to stand by Harry and Ron, ignoring him.
Harry, who had seen the exchange, looked quizzically at him.
-We are ready, Remus.
Remus nodded. -Then let's go, boys.
They approached the clerk, ready to pay. Before Harry got his money out, Remus paid all his books, as if it was the most normal thing. Harry, almost frozen, looked at him questioningly. Remus shrugged.
-Ask the dog - he offered as an explanation.
Harry turned crimson, bowed his head, but said nothing. Padfoot went and rubbed against his leg, and Harry, bending down to scratch his ears, mumbled a sweet, cute, quiet thanks that would make me rate this fic as Drama if it wasn't for the fact that we won't see many scenes like that here. Sorry, people, but this is humor.
Next, they went to get parchment and quills. Here Remus noted that the twins bought an amazingly big supply of parrot quills, but remembering what happened in the bookstore, refrained from asking. Here, again, Remus paid for Harry's stuff, and here, again, the boy turned a lovely shade of red. Ron, Remus and Sirius thought that happened because he wasn't used to anybody buying him anything, and refused to comment, Remus and Ron lost in their own mind, and Sirius, well, because dogs can't speak.
After that, they headed to Madam Malkin's. Harry had to buy new dress robes, because he had grown a little, and therefore, his other five friends/tormenters made him try on almost half of the store, before choosing red robes with green trimmings. Personally, Harry thought they were too Christmas-ish, but Remus told him there was going to be a Ball in Christmas, and he shut up. Suddenly, the twins approached Ron and started giving him the same treatment they had given Harry. Finally, a set of royal blue robes was chosen, before Ron could even say "prank".
-What are you doing? -asked Ron, while the twins paid for the robes.
Fred gave Harry a small glance (noticed by Remus) but shrugged. -You looked horrible in those robes you had last year, and no brother of ours will ever dress like that again, if we can help it!
A very red Ron opened and closed his mouth several times, but said nothing.
[Insert here description of how Harry turned red when Remus paid for his things, AGAIN]
Anyway, now they went for potions ingredients. Here, Harry /almost/ managed to pay his stuff, but Ron caught him when he was in a corner giving the clerk his, and spoke loudly, attracting Remus' attention. Therefore, Harry's attempts of being economically independent were frustrated, and he gained a very sour look from the black dog that watched everything. Harry blushed shamefully, but Sirius licked his face, and all went well.
When Remus turned to look for the twins, he found them paying for a lot of ingredients, more than any normal student needed, and certainly some things that they WOULD NOT need at Potions Class. If his mind served him well, he could recall using one or two of those ingredients to make PP's (Prank- Potions) After all, he told himself, the twins had a Joke Shop. That is why they would want books on Potion Creating, strange ingredients, etc. but still, he was a curious person, and wanted to know how far went the twins' ability for pranks. He also suspected that Harry was somehow connected to this, but he wasn't very sure.
Having bought all the things they needed, the strange group headed to Florean's Fontescue, since they all knew that Harry had a weakness for ice cream. Once they arrive there, the twins turned to Remus.
-Professor, we have a meeting in ten minutes with a person that could help us in our business. Would you give us permission to go? -they did their best job to look innocent. Harry nodded to Remus, with a look that said "please let them". Remus, not being able to resist the famous Potter's Bambi-deer-eyes, had to agree.
Fred and George thanked him hurriedly and left. Now that they were alone, Remus turned to Harry, planning to ask him several questions, but was stopped by Ginny and Hermione, who arrived and sat at their table, looking very angry.
-I HATE Draco Malfoy! - said Hermione loudly ***
Hehe, a little cliffy. Please Review!
Chapter 4: A strange shopping
Disclaimer: I wish they were, but they aren't mine.
A/N: It is the last chapter of the introduction, and the chapter where the madness begins. I hope you can bear with one more boring chapter. After that, I swear, only pranks and jokes for a long time!!! :P (Oh, I have such WONDERFUL ideas planned...) *rubs hands in anticipation*
***
When they entered Gringotts, they approached one of those ugly creatures that called themselves goblins, and asked them to see their vaults. The ugly creature, AKA Goophirk, sneered at them while they were in those small dreadful carts. First they went to the Weasley's vault, and the three redheads present hurried to get some galleons. Harry noted happily that the vault was fuller than the last time he had been there, and suspected it to be part of Percy's money. Percy had always been a grateful son, and Harry knew better than to judge him because of his love for laws and rules. If you thought about it for a little, you realized that Percy wasn't THAT bad, hey, he even had a /girlfriend!/
Fred and George looked like they had more money than what they were grabbing, but Ron filled his pockets with a pained expression. Harry smirked, because he knew that Ron was going to get a few presents in the near future, including some dress robes. Not that he knew about it, but still.
After that, they went to Harry's vault, when Harry, as usual, filled a bag as quickly as possible. What /he/ didn't know was that Sirius had planned to pay for everything he wanted to buy, and that his bag was going to remain full.
Finally, they went to the vault number 815, the Black's vault. It wasn't as full as Harry's, but it still held enough money to last for a lifetime. There, Remus stepped in, and glancing from time to time to the big black dog, filled another bag of galleons and knuts. (A/N: You see, I have a theory that says that werewolves can't use sickles, you see, because of the silver.)
Considerably richer than when they went in, the strange group walked first to Flourish and Blott's. They all had their school lists (minus Remus, obviously) and got the books as quickly as possible. I say, who would WILLINGLY spend time in a bookstore, not counting Hermione? Remus shook his head. Boys would be boys, and "boys" and "books" don't go together, right? Then why were the twins looking for something at a shelf in a corner? They had already bought all their books for next year. Intrigued, and always the Marauder, Remus approached them silently, using his werewolf senses to hear what they were saying.
-I tell you, George, this one talks more about making your own potions.
-Fred, it only helps you to /modify/ potions!
-Well, I don't see something better over here!
-What about this one, huh? "The Art of Potion-Creating"?
-Sounds like a lot of rubbish.
-Take a look at it, genius!
-Let's see. history of potions, the story of famous potion masters, how to use a cauldron. no, George, thanks..
Even MORE intrigued, Remus decided to ask the twins. After all, there is nothing better than getting straight answers.
-Hey, kids. Found anything interesting?
The reactions he got were /certainly/ interesting. Both twins turned the shade of their hair and hurried to stand by Harry and Ron, ignoring him.
Harry, who had seen the exchange, looked quizzically at him.
-We are ready, Remus.
Remus nodded. -Then let's go, boys.
They approached the clerk, ready to pay. Before Harry got his money out, Remus paid all his books, as if it was the most normal thing. Harry, almost frozen, looked at him questioningly. Remus shrugged.
-Ask the dog - he offered as an explanation.
Harry turned crimson, bowed his head, but said nothing. Padfoot went and rubbed against his leg, and Harry, bending down to scratch his ears, mumbled a sweet, cute, quiet thanks that would make me rate this fic as Drama if it wasn't for the fact that we won't see many scenes like that here. Sorry, people, but this is humor.
Next, they went to get parchment and quills. Here Remus noted that the twins bought an amazingly big supply of parrot quills, but remembering what happened in the bookstore, refrained from asking. Here, again, Remus paid for Harry's stuff, and here, again, the boy turned a lovely shade of red. Ron, Remus and Sirius thought that happened because he wasn't used to anybody buying him anything, and refused to comment, Remus and Ron lost in their own mind, and Sirius, well, because dogs can't speak.
After that, they headed to Madam Malkin's. Harry had to buy new dress robes, because he had grown a little, and therefore, his other five friends/tormenters made him try on almost half of the store, before choosing red robes with green trimmings. Personally, Harry thought they were too Christmas-ish, but Remus told him there was going to be a Ball in Christmas, and he shut up. Suddenly, the twins approached Ron and started giving him the same treatment they had given Harry. Finally, a set of royal blue robes was chosen, before Ron could even say "prank".
-What are you doing? -asked Ron, while the twins paid for the robes.
Fred gave Harry a small glance (noticed by Remus) but shrugged. -You looked horrible in those robes you had last year, and no brother of ours will ever dress like that again, if we can help it!
A very red Ron opened and closed his mouth several times, but said nothing.
[Insert here description of how Harry turned red when Remus paid for his things, AGAIN]
Anyway, now they went for potions ingredients. Here, Harry /almost/ managed to pay his stuff, but Ron caught him when he was in a corner giving the clerk his, and spoke loudly, attracting Remus' attention. Therefore, Harry's attempts of being economically independent were frustrated, and he gained a very sour look from the black dog that watched everything. Harry blushed shamefully, but Sirius licked his face, and all went well.
When Remus turned to look for the twins, he found them paying for a lot of ingredients, more than any normal student needed, and certainly some things that they WOULD NOT need at Potions Class. If his mind served him well, he could recall using one or two of those ingredients to make PP's (Prank- Potions) After all, he told himself, the twins had a Joke Shop. That is why they would want books on Potion Creating, strange ingredients, etc. but still, he was a curious person, and wanted to know how far went the twins' ability for pranks. He also suspected that Harry was somehow connected to this, but he wasn't very sure.
Having bought all the things they needed, the strange group headed to Florean's Fontescue, since they all knew that Harry had a weakness for ice cream. Once they arrive there, the twins turned to Remus.
-Professor, we have a meeting in ten minutes with a person that could help us in our business. Would you give us permission to go? -they did their best job to look innocent. Harry nodded to Remus, with a look that said "please let them". Remus, not being able to resist the famous Potter's Bambi-deer-eyes, had to agree.
Fred and George thanked him hurriedly and left. Now that they were alone, Remus turned to Harry, planning to ask him several questions, but was stopped by Ginny and Hermione, who arrived and sat at their table, looking very angry.
-I HATE Draco Malfoy! - said Hermione loudly ***
Hehe, a little cliffy. Please Review!