Harry sat at the Weasley's kitchen table, finishing up a horribly boring Potions essay Snape had given them to do over the summer break. He was unaware of the shadow that danced down the stairs on noiseless feet, coming to stand behind him. Harry's whole mind was taken up with his essay, so he failed to notice the shadow slip under the table. So it was that he never really found out how he shoelaces could have mysteriously tied themselves together.
But by that time, the shadow was gone, creeping softly up to Ron's room and setting Pig lose. And when Pig was discovered inside the mess that was once Ron's room, the shadow was on the move again, going down the hallway to Ginny's room. The shadow timed it all so carefully, that he was just sneaking out of Mr. and Mrs. Weasley's bedroom when Ginny's shrieked in surprise.
Then the shadow crept back into his room and slipped under the blankets. A few minutes later, Harry tripped into the room to find Legolas asleep, both eyes open, in the queer fashion they had come to expect of him.
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"FRED AND GEORGE WEASLEY!!!"
Mrs. Weasley leaned her head out the door and shouted with all her might. After a moment, Fred (or was it George?) ran around the corner of the house, his twin, whoever he was, following close behind. But after once glance at their furious mother, the both look a few cautious steps back. "Yes, Mum?" Fred (at least I think it was Fred...) asked carefully.
Anyone in the household could, at that moment, have summoned the Zoo, complaining of an escaped rhino. The Zookeeper wouldn't have been able to tell the difference, until he went to put the rhino back into it's cage and found that he wasn't missing a rhino after all.
For Mrs. Weasley certainly looked like an enraged rhino. Her eyes bored into the twins, and her face was a red to rival a tomato. Both twins afterwards swore steam was emitting from her ears, though investigations afterwards revealed no traces of Pepper-Up Potion.
Now the rhino opened it mouth, and Fred and George were positive that jets of flames would come shooting out. Instead came a few choice words, of which the twins had never before heard coming from the mouth of their calm, restrained, mother.
Both twins then came to a sudden conclusion.
They were doomed.
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"And when you're done with that, you can do the kitchen. Sweep the floor, wash the dishes, clear the table-- I saw that Fred. Be sure the big window over the sink is clean. If not, you can clean it, as well as the ones by the table. George, please be careful, that was expensive, you know…"
The twins gave their mother identical long-suffering looks, but to no avail. Mrs. Weasley stood firm. Despite Fred's protests, and George's pleas, she could think of now other way for her bed to have suddenly become tastefully decorated with a broad selection of…well, never mind. But, in conclusion, both twins had been sentenced to the worst possible fate a mother can bring upon her disobedient children.
Cleaning the house.
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"It was you, wasn't it? How could you have left me out of it? And you call yourself my twin…"
Fred shook his head in disappointment. He was horribly let down, knowing George had pulled such a brilliant prank without him.
"It wasn't me, I tell you!" George argued fiercely, stripping off his mother's rubber gloves and hurrying up the stairs before anyone could think of another task for him to do. "Even I wouldn't have had the nerve to do that! And with Mum right downstairs, too!"
Temporarily forgetting his brother's offence, Fred tilted his head back and smiled.
"Bloody brilliant," he murmured. "Really, it was. Wish I'd thought of it."
George nodded in agreement.
"But really, Fred continued, "If it really wasn't you, and it really wasn't me-"
'"How can I be sure it wasn't you?" George asked smugly. Fred put his head back down to glare at him.
"It wasn't," he said firmly. "Moving on, if it wasn't you, and it wasn't me, then who was it? Mum, Dad, Ginny, baby Ron, even Harry had a prank pulled on him. Who was it? This is going to drive me nuts!"
"Watcher didn't have anything done to him," George pointed out.
"Watcher" was the twins' nickname for the boy they had found in Diagon Ally. One day soon after his arrival, the twins had crept into his room, intending to grab something from the closet, only to find the boy staring at them with huge, unblinking eyes. They soon discovered the boy slept like that, a rather disturbing thought, and because it seemed like he was always watching the door, they had nicknamed him "Watcher".
Only Harry addressed the boy by his real name, Legolas. Mrs. Weasley always called him "dear", and Ginny didn't call him anything at all, for she rarely spoke with him.
"Watcher is sick." Fred raised his eyebrows at his twin in a suggestive manner. "As you implying that he got out of be and went around the house pulling pranks? Someone would have heard him, George."
George shrugged, but the twins decided the go up and visit Watcher anyway.
"After all," George said mildly. "Even if he didn't do it, maybe he saw who did."
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And now, on to the reviews!
Alynna Lis Eachann, this story is post-fellowship. So, for lack of excitement, Legolas decided to turn himself into a five year old and jump into another dimension. Nah, kidding. And, I regret to say that the rest of the Fellowship will not be making an appearance in this story. I might do a sequel with them, though. I haven't decided yet.
A thank you to Kita chan, Lady Sorcha, little-lost-one, and hmsgirl for reviewing.
If you find a grammatical or spelling error, PLEASE tell me so I can fix it. I'd really appreciate it. I don't mean you have to go through each chapter with a fine-toothed comb, but if you spot one, just mention it in your review.
Thanks again to everyone! Next chapter should be up in about a week.
But by that time, the shadow was gone, creeping softly up to Ron's room and setting Pig lose. And when Pig was discovered inside the mess that was once Ron's room, the shadow was on the move again, going down the hallway to Ginny's room. The shadow timed it all so carefully, that he was just sneaking out of Mr. and Mrs. Weasley's bedroom when Ginny's shrieked in surprise.
Then the shadow crept back into his room and slipped under the blankets. A few minutes later, Harry tripped into the room to find Legolas asleep, both eyes open, in the queer fashion they had come to expect of him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"FRED AND GEORGE WEASLEY!!!"
Mrs. Weasley leaned her head out the door and shouted with all her might. After a moment, Fred (or was it George?) ran around the corner of the house, his twin, whoever he was, following close behind. But after once glance at their furious mother, the both look a few cautious steps back. "Yes, Mum?" Fred (at least I think it was Fred...) asked carefully.
Anyone in the household could, at that moment, have summoned the Zoo, complaining of an escaped rhino. The Zookeeper wouldn't have been able to tell the difference, until he went to put the rhino back into it's cage and found that he wasn't missing a rhino after all.
For Mrs. Weasley certainly looked like an enraged rhino. Her eyes bored into the twins, and her face was a red to rival a tomato. Both twins afterwards swore steam was emitting from her ears, though investigations afterwards revealed no traces of Pepper-Up Potion.
Now the rhino opened it mouth, and Fred and George were positive that jets of flames would come shooting out. Instead came a few choice words, of which the twins had never before heard coming from the mouth of their calm, restrained, mother.
Both twins then came to a sudden conclusion.
They were doomed.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"And when you're done with that, you can do the kitchen. Sweep the floor, wash the dishes, clear the table-- I saw that Fred. Be sure the big window over the sink is clean. If not, you can clean it, as well as the ones by the table. George, please be careful, that was expensive, you know…"
The twins gave their mother identical long-suffering looks, but to no avail. Mrs. Weasley stood firm. Despite Fred's protests, and George's pleas, she could think of now other way for her bed to have suddenly become tastefully decorated with a broad selection of…well, never mind. But, in conclusion, both twins had been sentenced to the worst possible fate a mother can bring upon her disobedient children.
Cleaning the house.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"It was you, wasn't it? How could you have left me out of it? And you call yourself my twin…"
Fred shook his head in disappointment. He was horribly let down, knowing George had pulled such a brilliant prank without him.
"It wasn't me, I tell you!" George argued fiercely, stripping off his mother's rubber gloves and hurrying up the stairs before anyone could think of another task for him to do. "Even I wouldn't have had the nerve to do that! And with Mum right downstairs, too!"
Temporarily forgetting his brother's offence, Fred tilted his head back and smiled.
"Bloody brilliant," he murmured. "Really, it was. Wish I'd thought of it."
George nodded in agreement.
"But really, Fred continued, "If it really wasn't you, and it really wasn't me-"
'"How can I be sure it wasn't you?" George asked smugly. Fred put his head back down to glare at him.
"It wasn't," he said firmly. "Moving on, if it wasn't you, and it wasn't me, then who was it? Mum, Dad, Ginny, baby Ron, even Harry had a prank pulled on him. Who was it? This is going to drive me nuts!"
"Watcher didn't have anything done to him," George pointed out.
"Watcher" was the twins' nickname for the boy they had found in Diagon Ally. One day soon after his arrival, the twins had crept into his room, intending to grab something from the closet, only to find the boy staring at them with huge, unblinking eyes. They soon discovered the boy slept like that, a rather disturbing thought, and because it seemed like he was always watching the door, they had nicknamed him "Watcher".
Only Harry addressed the boy by his real name, Legolas. Mrs. Weasley always called him "dear", and Ginny didn't call him anything at all, for she rarely spoke with him.
"Watcher is sick." Fred raised his eyebrows at his twin in a suggestive manner. "As you implying that he got out of be and went around the house pulling pranks? Someone would have heard him, George."
George shrugged, but the twins decided the go up and visit Watcher anyway.
"After all," George said mildly. "Even if he didn't do it, maybe he saw who did."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
And now, on to the reviews!
Alynna Lis Eachann, this story is post-fellowship. So, for lack of excitement, Legolas decided to turn himself into a five year old and jump into another dimension. Nah, kidding. And, I regret to say that the rest of the Fellowship will not be making an appearance in this story. I might do a sequel with them, though. I haven't decided yet.
A thank you to Kita chan, Lady Sorcha, little-lost-one, and hmsgirl for reviewing.
If you find a grammatical or spelling error, PLEASE tell me so I can fix it. I'd really appreciate it. I don't mean you have to go through each chapter with a fine-toothed comb, but if you spot one, just mention it in your review.
Thanks again to everyone! Next chapter should be up in about a week.