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Harry Potter news
Much to the chagrin of fans worldwide, our beloved Dumbledore, Richard Harris, passed away yesterday. He suffered from Hodgkins' Disease and died after living a full, eventful life at 72 years of age. We will never forget the talented man that once made us laugh, once made us cry, and an infinite number of times made us flock to the theatres to view each of his spectacular performances. We owe it to him and his family: a few quiet moments to remember his prodigious talent as an actor, pop singer, hellraiser, and much more. May he rest in peace and his legend live on forever.
Don't freak out just yet - the Harry Potter movies WILL go on. They'll select a new Dumbledore, and soon.
Double- It's so sad isn't it? I cried ;-;
Mint- So did I (double ;-; )
Double- So, next chapter will be dedicated to him.
Mint- We'll miss you Harris!
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Rating- PG 13
Chapter- 14 aka Silence
Singers- None. Thats right, it's just a talking chapter. We needed a change... but don't worry, it's not a permant thing.
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"Crucio!" Virgina commaded, pointing her wand at the now in pain ferret. "How dare you speak for me, you stupid fool." She snarled coldly.
Fred opened his mouth. Then closed it. Then opened it. Then closed it.
George followed suite, the two looking more like twin goldfishes rather then boys.
Tom smiled, "Well hello... brother-in-laws."
George looked like he was about to be sick.
Fred fainted.
* * * *
"Hermione, I just-"
"Ronald Weasley, I told you to shut up and I *won't* repeat myself!"
"You just did," Ron grinned.
Hermione glared and pointed her wand directly in his face, "Do you *want* me to lose my temper and curse you so you can't move *or* talk?" She growled.
Ron promptly shut up.
* * * *
Draco pulled away and a confused look clouded his usually impassive face.
"Whats the matter?" Harry asked softly.
"I..." He blinked. "Don't know... I just... feel that somethings wrong... really wrong," He murmered.
Harry looked thoughtful for a moment, "Like... we're missing something? Something that could change our very lives?"
Draco smirked, "I wasn't thinking *that* dramatic, but basically, yes."
"Sometimes one would think that you're the one with the scar, Malfoy." Harry drawled in a very Draco like tone.
"You're rubbing off on me," He stated dryly.
* * * *
"Weasley!"
Percy turned around to face Fudge, the Minister of Magic. "Yes, Sir?"
"Special mission. I need you to go to Hogwarts." He said in a very clipped tone, as if this wasn't worth his time.
"Why?" Percy couldn't help not ask the question, he usually wasn't supposed to go on missions... especially not after the last one. His face wen't momentirily blank as he repressed the dreaded memory.
If Fudge noticed, he didn't comment, but just continued as if nothing was wrong. "Albus wants a ministry officer there with some expirence, there seems to be a problem with one of the students. He wouldn't exactly tell me the situation," Fudge sniffed, "But its of some importance that this boy be protected."
"Why me?" Percy asked, his eyes narrowing, he learned to be very suspicious of sudden "missions".
"You seem to have personal ties to this young man. You both have suffered greatly at the hands of others," Fudge coughed, as if uncomfotable with this topic of conversation. "And you... appear to have gotten over yours. Albus thinks you could be of some help-"
"Being tortured in Azkaban isn't something you get over quickly," Percy drawled dryly.
Fudge coughed again, "Er... yes. Yes, I know. And... er.. us here at the... um... ministry are very sorrowed that the dementors didn't recon-"
The red haired man waved a hand to stop the flow of words, "I know. You've told me. You've all fucking told me. Over and over again. Just give me my bloody wand," He snapped.
Fudge gulped and handed the wand over, they had taken it from him after the... incident, as if they were afriad he would do anything rash. Like Avada Kedavra himself, although it's not like he didn't think of-
"When do I leave?" Percy asked, puting a mental wall between him and his thoughts.
"Now."
Percy was about to leave when he realized something, "Who is the boy?"
Fudge pressed his lips together in a thin line, "Mr. Neville Long-Bottom." The Minister of Magic took a step backwards... just in case Percy had one of his... 'episodes' at the mention of his ex-fiance.
To the surprise of both men, Percy didn't say a word and just apparted to Hogsmeade, where he would walk the rest of the way to Hogwarts.
Fudge heaved a thankful sigh and sat down at an empty desk, once the red haired man had vanished. "I'm not getting paid enough for this..." He muttered to himself.
* * * *
"*Dear* brother, what ever is the matter?" Virgina asked, as Fred blinked his eyes open.
"G... Ginny?"
George quickly went to his twin's side as if defending him from their younger sister.
Virgina just stood up from her spot next to Fred, casually lifted the hem of her dress and walked back towards her waiting husband. "They call me Virgina now."
George gulped, "What happened to you... Virgina?"
She shrugged, "I grew up."
"And married me," Tom smirked.
Fred suddenly leapt to his feet, "You *bastard*! What have you done to her?!" He demanded.
George tried to hold his mirror image back, 'He's the *Dark* *Lord*! You can't insult him and expect him to ignore it!' He hissed through their mental link.
'Look what he's done to Ginny! OUR GINNY!' Fred replied, pratically shouting through the link.
'I know. I'm as pissed as you are. But you need to use you're *head*! Think for just one moment, Fred, what do you think he'll do to you if you do something stupid and rash to him?!'
His twin backed down, 'He'd kill me.'
'Without a second thought,' George said over their twin link.
Fred sighed, 'Then what do we do?'
George looked away, 'We leave.'
The older twin almost shouted aloud, but managed to keep the link, 'LEAVE?! Leave Ginny here with... with... with that monster?!'
'I don't like it either. But it's the only thing we *can* do.'
Tom Riddle stood up, "What did you call me?" He hissed, breaking the link.
Fred looked away, the thought of taking back the insult left a bitter taste in his mouth.
George swallowed, "Nothing. It was a... a... a mistake," He clenched his teeth together, if Fred couldn't do it... he would. He just hoped Riddle couldn't tell them apart.
Tom seemed to believe him, "Thats what I thought. I give you a choice, boys," He drawled, sitting back down, "Either leave here now, or be forced out of here... most likely dead." Tom thought for a moment, "Although, there is always the alternative of joining my ranks. I'd even let you visit my wife... once in a while." He smirked coldly, a challenge issued in his eyes.
The twins tried not to gag, "No. Thank you." George managed to grind out between clenched teeth.
Tom shurgged, "It's you're choice. But I fear it's hard to get out of this mansion alive, with out directions, that is."
"And let me guess," Fred finally spoke, "That comes with a price?"
"Of course."
The twins looked at each other, "We can handle it ourselves." They said in unison, hands reaching out to intertwine together.
Fred looked at Ginny, briefly wondering if she would join them.
Her response was to put her own hand over her husbands.
The red head looked away.
"Well, good luck then. I'm fairly positive we'll see you two soon again." Tom smiled cruelly.
"I doub't it," They said in unison again, as a faint silver glow surrounded them.
Tom blinked, and when he looked back at the twins he was surprised to see two remarkable looking crimson red foxes, each with two tails, looking back at him.
Each identicle to the last hair.
Virgina barely surpressed a gasp, so they were Animagi...
With a nod to the couple the two foxes raced out of the room, their matching four tails waving behind them.
"Master... do you wish for us to follow them?" Avery stepped forward.
"No." Tom sighed. "I'm certain you noticed they each had two tails?"
"Well... er.. yes, M'Lord..."
"And you don't know what that means, I presume?"
"Actually... no.. I-" Avery never finished his sentance before he was rolling on the floor in agony.
"That is for you're ignorance." Tom snapped, pocketing his wand once more.
* * * *
"What do we do?"
Draco raked a hand through his hair as he sat down on the Gryffindor's bed. "I'm not quite sure," He sighed, "We could try and go find out whats happening..." He shrugged.
Harry bit his lip and paced his *big* *private* dorm room (Being the savior of the Wizarding World had its advantages), "We could... but, how? I mean, no one in Hogwarts knows whats going on at every exact moment-"He stopped midsentance.
"The twins!" Draco and Harry shouted in unison, before they quickly fled the dorm room.
* * * *
A silver light, a little faded, filled the bathroom before Fred and George reappeared as the two yummy boys we know.
And then they both promptly fell to the floor, holding on to each other as if death was trying to pull them apart.
George turned a tear streaked face to his mirror image, Fred wiped the tears away with his thumb, his own eyes filled with grief and sorrow. "I... I.." George swallowed, trying to choke the words out.
"I know..." Fred replied, his voice hoarse, caused by the strain of trying to hold back his own tears.
The youngest Weasley twin laid his head on his brother's shoulder, "Don't leave me."
Fred's face softened at the barely audible whisper, and he tightened his hold around his twin as he whispered, "Never," in the other boy's ear.
They both then began to weap for their lost sister.
* * * *
"Do you know where they're room is?" Draco asked, as he and Harry raced down the corridors.
"Right... here," Harry panted as he stopped in front of a portrait of another set of twins. A boy and a girl, each with long silver hair. They both had Weasley Twin Grins on their faces.
"Merlin?" Draco asked, cocking his head to the side.
"And Merlina, his twin." Harry replied briskly, searching for his wand.
The blonde blinked, "He had a twin?"
"Yeah, she... er, died when they were younger. He was so sickened with grief at the lost, he went back in time and erased her memory, well, thats how the story goes anyways. But I guess, he kept this portrait. He never really could forget her."
"Thats so sad." Draco said with emotion that he usually never showed. "I've always wondered what it would be like to have a twin."
Harry grinned, "I said that to Fred and George once, I thought they were going to curse me. They seem to hate comments like that." (We do too! ::Glares, along side with her twin sister ::)
"I'll... remember that." The Slytherin replied. "Do you know how to get in?"
"Yeah." The raven haired boy murmered as he began to tap his wand on the portrait three times, while whispering, "Weasley Wizard Wheezes'."
Draco narrowed his eyes, "How?"
"How what?" Harry asked, waiting for the portrait to slide open.
"How do you know how to get in?"
Harry blushed, "Well... er... we kind of-"
"No, wait, don't tell me. I don't think I want to know." Draco cut off.
The other boy coughed, "Alright... In any case, I was one of the first to know about their seperate room."
"Why do they have their own- Quidditch! It's *huge*!" Draco exclaimed, mid-sentance as he stepped into the dimly lit room.
The two boys looked around, indeed, it *was* huge. But Harry had already known that, he was now only looking for Fred and George.
"Well, look at that. One bed," Laughed Draco.
Harry blushed again, "Yeah... anyways, they're not here."
"Wait. I think I hear something..." The Slytherin glanced around again, listening intently.
"It's coming from their bathroom." Harry said, walking over to the closed door to their left.
Draco blinked, "What would they be doing in the bathroom?"
"Er... taking a bath... ?" Harry stopped, "Maybe... we *shouldn't* go in there..."
"No, we're going. Come on," Draco growled, grabbing Harry's arm and dragging him over to the door. But then, he too, stopped. "What are you waiting for? Open the door."
"Me?!" Screached Harry. "Why me?!"
"Cause you slept with them!"
Harry 'eeped' and turned bright scarlet, "WHAT?"
Draco bristled, "You mean you haven't?"
Silence.
"No comment."
Draco's mouth dropped... he didn't actually think... "Harry!"
"Well, lets go in, shall we?" Harry coughed, looking straight (Ahahahaha!) ahead.
The door creaked open, "Fred, George!"
* * * *
AN: Hey, what did you think?
Double- Guess what everyone!
Mint- Tonight is our Prom!
::Double and Mint jump up and down with excitement::
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Double- Sorry! We just can't wait!
Mint- Wish us luck, readers!
Double- We have a question for you guys,
Mint- Would you mind if the next chapter is also a silence chapter? Then after that one would be a song chapter. Which also starts the Percy/Neville Chronicles. A whole lot of Angst coming our way. But there will also be Harry/Draco, Voldie/Ginny, Fred/George and whatever else our sick minds can come up with in between...
Double- Like, ::Shudders:: Dumbledore and Snape...
Mint- eww...
Double- Yes, we think that pairing is kinda sick and wrong... but it adds alot more surprizes and shock into the future chapters.
Mint- And don't worry, we will NOT do any Snape/Dumbledore "moments"... thats just beyond our gag reflex....
Double- ::Shudders once more::
Mint- And if you're confused about Percy then
Double- GOOD!
Mint- You're meant to be. And the fox thing... that was just sperm (NICK!) of the moment. We gotta figure something out for it, and yes, the Merlin & Merlina thing MIGHT connect.. somehow..
Double- Anyways, thanks and review! See you in the next chapter!
Mint- Hopefully we'll have good news about the Prom!
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Double- ::Whispers:: Even though I might have to kill Mint's boyfriend for being STUPID.
Mint- ::Mutters dryly:: Over-Protective Sister Away...
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Here's to our wonderful reviewers:
Bubblie Bunnie- ::Sudden image of Squid and Dennis Mating:: AHHHHHHH!!! ::Dies as Slut!Snape comes over and shimmys:: AHHHHHHHHHHH!! ::Glares at
Bunnie-Chan :: Curse you and you're mental images...
Khrystyne- Thanks. We try to surprize everyone... and we usually just surprize ourselves. You should see us now! We're sitting here, in our Prom dresses, our hair done up, waiting for our dates and writing thank you's to the reviewers and updating... we're just strange... Listening to TLM song "Part of you're world" and changing it to "Part of that Prom.."
Scap- Our favorite reader! ::Huggles:: It's the Dark lord JR... all he has to do is say "Imperio" and people would kill (literally) to be his date.... where can we sign up? Can ya give us the lyrics... if we like it (which we probably will) then we'll have a character named 'Scap' sing a part of it... ooohhh... the possibiltys... And the poor Angels... no mating with squids for them.... golden syrup? ::Thinks:: Is that anything like... no, we won't go there...
SatanicGnomes- Okay... we won't be *too* mean to icle Ronnikins.... :: Thinks up ways to torture Ron... that aren't *too* bad:: we're glad you like the chapter! You saw No Doubt in concert? Lucky! We wan't to see Usher in concert... we hear he pulls down his pants in the middle of it... o.O;;
ShadowJardis- Isn't Snape sexy in that outfit? Double actually thinks he's actually cute in the movie... (Hey! If you see it enough times...) And not EVERYONE is turning gay- no wait... we take that back... Well, we could invent a spell that makes the men get "Preggers" (Thanks for the nice word, Scap!). I mean, haven't you read the ending fic to Courtney's fab trilogy, "The Whole Nine Yards" ? Plus, you ever wonder what the G in Gryffindor stands for... ?
Jastin- If we have free time (hey, being insane twins takes up a lot of you're life) we'll read it^^ And being drunk on chocolate is a great thing... ::Drools:: And damn those Maraccas...
Colibi- They split up? ::Looks around:: When did THAT happen? Stupid pop singers... grrness... Ginny and Tom forever! We love them together.... ^__^
Tomoyo no Miko- Tomoyo.. wait! Isn't she Madison from CCS? If she isn't.. then we said nothing... ^_^; Ooo... Lucius as a ferret.. can't wait till Draco comes home and sees' his dead... or STEPS on his dad... BWAHAHAHA! Are we really *that* mean.... do you even have to ask?
Blood-Covered-Ivory- ::Huggles Ned:: We were SO worried! Evil brothers! Who do they think they are? Insane twin girls? Wait- Insane-twin-HARRY POTTER OBSESSED-girls? I didn't think so...
SirusBlackRules- This is you're chapter. I'm sorry there isn't too many V/T scenes... but Silence part 2 or 3 will have more. Actually we're in the works of writing a chapter dedicated to how Ginny and Voldie met, dated and married. Should be interesting ^_^
Bunni-Chan- Thanks! ::Eats candy:: Muahaha... We're so happy you liked the last chapter! You're the greatest... we gotta give you a chapter soon... And we totally agree with you on the F/G thing! Twincest forever! ::Blinks:: Not between us though... thats just wrong... But it's perfect for F/G ^_^
And guess what! We got OVER 100 REVIEWS!! ::Dances and jumps up and down::Thanks everyone! And for the lovely readers who got this far in the fic we give you this wicked funny article that was posted in a real newspaper, that we also sent to the members of our group.
© 2001 The Washington Post Company
Sunday, August 20, 2000
I AM NOT JEALOUS of the woman who writes the Harry Potter books. It does not bother me that her most recent book, Harry Potter and the Enormous Royalty Check, has already become the best-selling book in world history, beating out her previous book, Harry Potter Purchases Microsoft.
It does not make me bitter to know that this woman's books are selling like crazy, while my own books -- some of which took me hours to write -- have become permanent nesting grounds for generations of bookstore-dwelling spiders.
And I disagree with the critics who charge that the Harry Potter books teach witchcraft and Satanism. Yes, I'm aware of the recent case in Pittsburgh, where a 9-year-old boy recited a so-called "magic spell" from a Harry Potter book, and his piano teacher turned into a singing walnut. At first glance, this incident seemed alarming, but it turned out that there was a "perfectly innocent explanation," according to a police source, who spoke on the condition that his head be changed back to its normal size.
So as far as I'm concerned, the only problem with the Harry Potter books is that they're not being produced fast enough. Booksellers have already been swamped with orders for the next Harry Potter book, which hasn't even been written yet! So I'm thinking: Why should the Harry Potter woman get to write all the Harry Potter books?
Any professional writer can do it! All you need is your plucky British schoolboy characters, your forces of evil, your ominous foreboding, your grave peril and your totally unexpected plot twists. In fact, I'm going to write the next Harry Potter book right now:
CHAPTER ONE
Harry Potter awoke with a start. Outside Hogwarts Castle, it was dark and ominous. In his mind, Harry mentally reviewed his situation for the benefit of people who have not read the first four books in this series. He was a plucky young wizard with magical powers living in England, a small foreign country that speaks English, but with a lot of slang. He was in grave peril from forces of evil.
"Blimey, Ron!" he said to Ron Weasley, with an English accent. Ron and Harry were mates, which in England has a different meaning.
"Crikey, Harry!" said Ron. "You look as pale as a blooming ghost!"
"Cor!" said Harry, as he fingered his lightning-bolt-shaped forehead scar, which he received as a baby when his arch-nemesis, the evil Lord Voldemort -- who was always trying unsuccessfully to kill him -- had attacked him with a powerful deadly curse, which incredibly, had not been successful. "I just had a foreboding that Lord Voldemort is going to try to kill me again, as he has in every book so far in this series!"
"Well," responded Ron, "duh!"
The two chums laughed in a plucky British manner, little suspecting that there were going to be some totally unexpected developments in the chapters that lay ahead.
CHAPTER TWO
"Drat that blasted Harry Potter!" sneered the evil Lord Voldemort to his evil sidekick, a giant snake named Nagini, who in the movie version will be played by either Cher or Jim Carrey.
"I have to think of a way to successfully kill that blighter of a bloke!" sneered Lord Voldemort, who was always in a bad mood because his lips hurt from the strain of constantly sneering when he talked. "Begorrah! I have it!"
And he outlined his evil sneering plan to Nagini, who realized with a sense of foreboding that, of all the unsuccessful attempts on Harry Potter's life, this was going to be the most totally unexpected one yet.
CHAPTER THREE
"Odds bodkins, Hermione!" said Harry Potter, by way of a British slang greeting to Hermione Granger, a plucky young female wizard who had become Harry's close friend during the previous books, even though he had no idea how to pronounce
"Hermione."
"Jeepers creepers, Harry!" responded Hermione. "Is that a magic wand in your wizard robe, or are you just glad to see me?"
They both laughed heartily, but their laughter ended suddenly, for they had a joint foreboding that something very perilous and evil was about to happen, without anybody expecting it.
That's all I've written so far. If you young readers would like me to finish this book, all I need is for 2 million of you to send me $1 apiece. Or, if that sounds too greedy, I'd settle for just two of you sending me $1 million apiece. The important thing is that we all work together to find a way for Uncle Dave to "share the magic" with you young readers. Because Uncle Dave loves you very much. He would hate to have to turn you into squid.
The End
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Harry Potter news
Much to the chagrin of fans worldwide, our beloved Dumbledore, Richard Harris, passed away yesterday. He suffered from Hodgkins' Disease and died after living a full, eventful life at 72 years of age. We will never forget the talented man that once made us laugh, once made us cry, and an infinite number of times made us flock to the theatres to view each of his spectacular performances. We owe it to him and his family: a few quiet moments to remember his prodigious talent as an actor, pop singer, hellraiser, and much more. May he rest in peace and his legend live on forever.
Don't freak out just yet - the Harry Potter movies WILL go on. They'll select a new Dumbledore, and soon.
Double- It's so sad isn't it? I cried ;-;
Mint- So did I (double ;-; )
Double- So, next chapter will be dedicated to him.
Mint- We'll miss you Harris!
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Rating- PG 13
Chapter- 14 aka Silence
Singers- None. Thats right, it's just a talking chapter. We needed a change... but don't worry, it's not a permant thing.
* * * *
"Crucio!" Virgina commaded, pointing her wand at the now in pain ferret. "How dare you speak for me, you stupid fool." She snarled coldly.
Fred opened his mouth. Then closed it. Then opened it. Then closed it.
George followed suite, the two looking more like twin goldfishes rather then boys.
Tom smiled, "Well hello... brother-in-laws."
George looked like he was about to be sick.
Fred fainted.
* * * *
"Hermione, I just-"
"Ronald Weasley, I told you to shut up and I *won't* repeat myself!"
"You just did," Ron grinned.
Hermione glared and pointed her wand directly in his face, "Do you *want* me to lose my temper and curse you so you can't move *or* talk?" She growled.
Ron promptly shut up.
* * * *
Draco pulled away and a confused look clouded his usually impassive face.
"Whats the matter?" Harry asked softly.
"I..." He blinked. "Don't know... I just... feel that somethings wrong... really wrong," He murmered.
Harry looked thoughtful for a moment, "Like... we're missing something? Something that could change our very lives?"
Draco smirked, "I wasn't thinking *that* dramatic, but basically, yes."
"Sometimes one would think that you're the one with the scar, Malfoy." Harry drawled in a very Draco like tone.
"You're rubbing off on me," He stated dryly.
* * * *
"Weasley!"
Percy turned around to face Fudge, the Minister of Magic. "Yes, Sir?"
"Special mission. I need you to go to Hogwarts." He said in a very clipped tone, as if this wasn't worth his time.
"Why?" Percy couldn't help not ask the question, he usually wasn't supposed to go on missions... especially not after the last one. His face wen't momentirily blank as he repressed the dreaded memory.
If Fudge noticed, he didn't comment, but just continued as if nothing was wrong. "Albus wants a ministry officer there with some expirence, there seems to be a problem with one of the students. He wouldn't exactly tell me the situation," Fudge sniffed, "But its of some importance that this boy be protected."
"Why me?" Percy asked, his eyes narrowing, he learned to be very suspicious of sudden "missions".
"You seem to have personal ties to this young man. You both have suffered greatly at the hands of others," Fudge coughed, as if uncomfotable with this topic of conversation. "And you... appear to have gotten over yours. Albus thinks you could be of some help-"
"Being tortured in Azkaban isn't something you get over quickly," Percy drawled dryly.
Fudge coughed again, "Er... yes. Yes, I know. And... er.. us here at the... um... ministry are very sorrowed that the dementors didn't recon-"
The red haired man waved a hand to stop the flow of words, "I know. You've told me. You've all fucking told me. Over and over again. Just give me my bloody wand," He snapped.
Fudge gulped and handed the wand over, they had taken it from him after the... incident, as if they were afriad he would do anything rash. Like Avada Kedavra himself, although it's not like he didn't think of-
"When do I leave?" Percy asked, puting a mental wall between him and his thoughts.
"Now."
Percy was about to leave when he realized something, "Who is the boy?"
Fudge pressed his lips together in a thin line, "Mr. Neville Long-Bottom." The Minister of Magic took a step backwards... just in case Percy had one of his... 'episodes' at the mention of his ex-fiance.
To the surprise of both men, Percy didn't say a word and just apparted to Hogsmeade, where he would walk the rest of the way to Hogwarts.
Fudge heaved a thankful sigh and sat down at an empty desk, once the red haired man had vanished. "I'm not getting paid enough for this..." He muttered to himself.
* * * *
"*Dear* brother, what ever is the matter?" Virgina asked, as Fred blinked his eyes open.
"G... Ginny?"
George quickly went to his twin's side as if defending him from their younger sister.
Virgina just stood up from her spot next to Fred, casually lifted the hem of her dress and walked back towards her waiting husband. "They call me Virgina now."
George gulped, "What happened to you... Virgina?"
She shrugged, "I grew up."
"And married me," Tom smirked.
Fred suddenly leapt to his feet, "You *bastard*! What have you done to her?!" He demanded.
George tried to hold his mirror image back, 'He's the *Dark* *Lord*! You can't insult him and expect him to ignore it!' He hissed through their mental link.
'Look what he's done to Ginny! OUR GINNY!' Fred replied, pratically shouting through the link.
'I know. I'm as pissed as you are. But you need to use you're *head*! Think for just one moment, Fred, what do you think he'll do to you if you do something stupid and rash to him?!'
His twin backed down, 'He'd kill me.'
'Without a second thought,' George said over their twin link.
Fred sighed, 'Then what do we do?'
George looked away, 'We leave.'
The older twin almost shouted aloud, but managed to keep the link, 'LEAVE?! Leave Ginny here with... with... with that monster?!'
'I don't like it either. But it's the only thing we *can* do.'
Tom Riddle stood up, "What did you call me?" He hissed, breaking the link.
Fred looked away, the thought of taking back the insult left a bitter taste in his mouth.
George swallowed, "Nothing. It was a... a... a mistake," He clenched his teeth together, if Fred couldn't do it... he would. He just hoped Riddle couldn't tell them apart.
Tom seemed to believe him, "Thats what I thought. I give you a choice, boys," He drawled, sitting back down, "Either leave here now, or be forced out of here... most likely dead." Tom thought for a moment, "Although, there is always the alternative of joining my ranks. I'd even let you visit my wife... once in a while." He smirked coldly, a challenge issued in his eyes.
The twins tried not to gag, "No. Thank you." George managed to grind out between clenched teeth.
Tom shurgged, "It's you're choice. But I fear it's hard to get out of this mansion alive, with out directions, that is."
"And let me guess," Fred finally spoke, "That comes with a price?"
"Of course."
The twins looked at each other, "We can handle it ourselves." They said in unison, hands reaching out to intertwine together.
Fred looked at Ginny, briefly wondering if she would join them.
Her response was to put her own hand over her husbands.
The red head looked away.
"Well, good luck then. I'm fairly positive we'll see you two soon again." Tom smiled cruelly.
"I doub't it," They said in unison again, as a faint silver glow surrounded them.
Tom blinked, and when he looked back at the twins he was surprised to see two remarkable looking crimson red foxes, each with two tails, looking back at him.
Each identicle to the last hair.
Virgina barely surpressed a gasp, so they were Animagi...
With a nod to the couple the two foxes raced out of the room, their matching four tails waving behind them.
"Master... do you wish for us to follow them?" Avery stepped forward.
"No." Tom sighed. "I'm certain you noticed they each had two tails?"
"Well... er.. yes, M'Lord..."
"And you don't know what that means, I presume?"
"Actually... no.. I-" Avery never finished his sentance before he was rolling on the floor in agony.
"That is for you're ignorance." Tom snapped, pocketing his wand once more.
* * * *
"What do we do?"
Draco raked a hand through his hair as he sat down on the Gryffindor's bed. "I'm not quite sure," He sighed, "We could try and go find out whats happening..." He shrugged.
Harry bit his lip and paced his *big* *private* dorm room (Being the savior of the Wizarding World had its advantages), "We could... but, how? I mean, no one in Hogwarts knows whats going on at every exact moment-"He stopped midsentance.
"The twins!" Draco and Harry shouted in unison, before they quickly fled the dorm room.
* * * *
A silver light, a little faded, filled the bathroom before Fred and George reappeared as the two yummy boys we know.
And then they both promptly fell to the floor, holding on to each other as if death was trying to pull them apart.
George turned a tear streaked face to his mirror image, Fred wiped the tears away with his thumb, his own eyes filled with grief and sorrow. "I... I.." George swallowed, trying to choke the words out.
"I know..." Fred replied, his voice hoarse, caused by the strain of trying to hold back his own tears.
The youngest Weasley twin laid his head on his brother's shoulder, "Don't leave me."
Fred's face softened at the barely audible whisper, and he tightened his hold around his twin as he whispered, "Never," in the other boy's ear.
They both then began to weap for their lost sister.
* * * *
"Do you know where they're room is?" Draco asked, as he and Harry raced down the corridors.
"Right... here," Harry panted as he stopped in front of a portrait of another set of twins. A boy and a girl, each with long silver hair. They both had Weasley Twin Grins on their faces.
"Merlin?" Draco asked, cocking his head to the side.
"And Merlina, his twin." Harry replied briskly, searching for his wand.
The blonde blinked, "He had a twin?"
"Yeah, she... er, died when they were younger. He was so sickened with grief at the lost, he went back in time and erased her memory, well, thats how the story goes anyways. But I guess, he kept this portrait. He never really could forget her."
"Thats so sad." Draco said with emotion that he usually never showed. "I've always wondered what it would be like to have a twin."
Harry grinned, "I said that to Fred and George once, I thought they were going to curse me. They seem to hate comments like that." (We do too! ::Glares, along side with her twin sister ::)
"I'll... remember that." The Slytherin replied. "Do you know how to get in?"
"Yeah." The raven haired boy murmered as he began to tap his wand on the portrait three times, while whispering, "Weasley Wizard Wheezes'."
Draco narrowed his eyes, "How?"
"How what?" Harry asked, waiting for the portrait to slide open.
"How do you know how to get in?"
Harry blushed, "Well... er... we kind of-"
"No, wait, don't tell me. I don't think I want to know." Draco cut off.
The other boy coughed, "Alright... In any case, I was one of the first to know about their seperate room."
"Why do they have their own- Quidditch! It's *huge*!" Draco exclaimed, mid-sentance as he stepped into the dimly lit room.
The two boys looked around, indeed, it *was* huge. But Harry had already known that, he was now only looking for Fred and George.
"Well, look at that. One bed," Laughed Draco.
Harry blushed again, "Yeah... anyways, they're not here."
"Wait. I think I hear something..." The Slytherin glanced around again, listening intently.
"It's coming from their bathroom." Harry said, walking over to the closed door to their left.
Draco blinked, "What would they be doing in the bathroom?"
"Er... taking a bath... ?" Harry stopped, "Maybe... we *shouldn't* go in there..."
"No, we're going. Come on," Draco growled, grabbing Harry's arm and dragging him over to the door. But then, he too, stopped. "What are you waiting for? Open the door."
"Me?!" Screached Harry. "Why me?!"
"Cause you slept with them!"
Harry 'eeped' and turned bright scarlet, "WHAT?"
Draco bristled, "You mean you haven't?"
Silence.
"No comment."
Draco's mouth dropped... he didn't actually think... "Harry!"
"Well, lets go in, shall we?" Harry coughed, looking straight (Ahahahaha!) ahead.
The door creaked open, "Fred, George!"
* * * *
AN: Hey, what did you think?
Double- Guess what everyone!
Mint- Tonight is our Prom!
::Double and Mint jump up and down with excitement::
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Double- Sorry! We just can't wait!
Mint- Wish us luck, readers!
Double- We have a question for you guys,
Mint- Would you mind if the next chapter is also a silence chapter? Then after that one would be a song chapter. Which also starts the Percy/Neville Chronicles. A whole lot of Angst coming our way. But there will also be Harry/Draco, Voldie/Ginny, Fred/George and whatever else our sick minds can come up with in between...
Double- Like, ::Shudders:: Dumbledore and Snape...
Mint- eww...
Double- Yes, we think that pairing is kinda sick and wrong... but it adds alot more surprizes and shock into the future chapters.
Mint- And don't worry, we will NOT do any Snape/Dumbledore "moments"... thats just beyond our gag reflex....
Double- ::Shudders once more::
Mint- And if you're confused about Percy then
Double- GOOD!
Mint- You're meant to be. And the fox thing... that was just sperm (NICK!) of the moment. We gotta figure something out for it, and yes, the Merlin & Merlina thing MIGHT connect.. somehow..
Double- Anyways, thanks and review! See you in the next chapter!
Mint- Hopefully we'll have good news about the Prom!
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Double- ::Whispers:: Even though I might have to kill Mint's boyfriend for being STUPID.
Mint- ::Mutters dryly:: Over-Protective Sister Away...
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Here's to our wonderful reviewers:
Bubblie Bunnie- ::Sudden image of Squid and Dennis Mating:: AHHHHHHH!!! ::Dies as Slut!Snape comes over and shimmys:: AHHHHHHHHHHH!! ::Glares at
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Khrystyne- Thanks. We try to surprize everyone... and we usually just surprize ourselves. You should see us now! We're sitting here, in our Prom dresses, our hair done up, waiting for our dates and writing thank you's to the reviewers and updating... we're just strange... Listening to TLM song "Part of you're world" and changing it to "Part of that Prom.."
Scap- Our favorite reader! ::Huggles:: It's the Dark lord JR... all he has to do is say "Imperio" and people would kill (literally) to be his date.... where can we sign up? Can ya give us the lyrics... if we like it (which we probably will) then we'll have a character named 'Scap' sing a part of it... ooohhh... the possibiltys... And the poor Angels... no mating with squids for them.... golden syrup? ::Thinks:: Is that anything like... no, we won't go there...
SatanicGnomes- Okay... we won't be *too* mean to icle Ronnikins.... :: Thinks up ways to torture Ron... that aren't *too* bad:: we're glad you like the chapter! You saw No Doubt in concert? Lucky! We wan't to see Usher in concert... we hear he pulls down his pants in the middle of it... o.O;;
ShadowJardis- Isn't Snape sexy in that outfit? Double actually thinks he's actually cute in the movie... (Hey! If you see it enough times...) And not EVERYONE is turning gay- no wait... we take that back... Well, we could invent a spell that makes the men get "Preggers" (Thanks for the nice word, Scap!). I mean, haven't you read the ending fic to Courtney's fab trilogy, "The Whole Nine Yards" ? Plus, you ever wonder what the G in Gryffindor stands for... ?
Jastin- If we have free time (hey, being insane twins takes up a lot of you're life) we'll read it^^ And being drunk on chocolate is a great thing... ::Drools:: And damn those Maraccas...
Colibi- They split up? ::Looks around:: When did THAT happen? Stupid pop singers... grrness... Ginny and Tom forever! We love them together.... ^__^
Tomoyo no Miko- Tomoyo.. wait! Isn't she Madison from CCS? If she isn't.. then we said nothing... ^_^; Ooo... Lucius as a ferret.. can't wait till Draco comes home and sees' his dead... or STEPS on his dad... BWAHAHAHA! Are we really *that* mean.... do you even have to ask?
Blood-Covered-Ivory- ::Huggles Ned:: We were SO worried! Evil brothers! Who do they think they are? Insane twin girls? Wait- Insane-twin-HARRY POTTER OBSESSED-girls? I didn't think so...
SirusBlackRules- This is you're chapter. I'm sorry there isn't too many V/T scenes... but Silence part 2 or 3 will have more. Actually we're in the works of writing a chapter dedicated to how Ginny and Voldie met, dated and married. Should be interesting ^_^
Bunni-Chan- Thanks! ::Eats candy:: Muahaha... We're so happy you liked the last chapter! You're the greatest... we gotta give you a chapter soon... And we totally agree with you on the F/G thing! Twincest forever! ::Blinks:: Not between us though... thats just wrong... But it's perfect for F/G ^_^
And guess what! We got OVER 100 REVIEWS!! ::Dances and jumps up and down::Thanks everyone! And for the lovely readers who got this far in the fic we give you this wicked funny article that was posted in a real newspaper, that we also sent to the members of our group.
© 2001 The Washington Post Company
Sunday, August 20, 2000
I AM NOT JEALOUS of the woman who writes the Harry Potter books. It does not bother me that her most recent book, Harry Potter and the Enormous Royalty Check, has already become the best-selling book in world history, beating out her previous book, Harry Potter Purchases Microsoft.
It does not make me bitter to know that this woman's books are selling like crazy, while my own books -- some of which took me hours to write -- have become permanent nesting grounds for generations of bookstore-dwelling spiders.
And I disagree with the critics who charge that the Harry Potter books teach witchcraft and Satanism. Yes, I'm aware of the recent case in Pittsburgh, where a 9-year-old boy recited a so-called "magic spell" from a Harry Potter book, and his piano teacher turned into a singing walnut. At first glance, this incident seemed alarming, but it turned out that there was a "perfectly innocent explanation," according to a police source, who spoke on the condition that his head be changed back to its normal size.
So as far as I'm concerned, the only problem with the Harry Potter books is that they're not being produced fast enough. Booksellers have already been swamped with orders for the next Harry Potter book, which hasn't even been written yet! So I'm thinking: Why should the Harry Potter woman get to write all the Harry Potter books?
Any professional writer can do it! All you need is your plucky British schoolboy characters, your forces of evil, your ominous foreboding, your grave peril and your totally unexpected plot twists. In fact, I'm going to write the next Harry Potter book right now:
CHAPTER ONE
Harry Potter awoke with a start. Outside Hogwarts Castle, it was dark and ominous. In his mind, Harry mentally reviewed his situation for the benefit of people who have not read the first four books in this series. He was a plucky young wizard with magical powers living in England, a small foreign country that speaks English, but with a lot of slang. He was in grave peril from forces of evil.
"Blimey, Ron!" he said to Ron Weasley, with an English accent. Ron and Harry were mates, which in England has a different meaning.
"Crikey, Harry!" said Ron. "You look as pale as a blooming ghost!"
"Cor!" said Harry, as he fingered his lightning-bolt-shaped forehead scar, which he received as a baby when his arch-nemesis, the evil Lord Voldemort -- who was always trying unsuccessfully to kill him -- had attacked him with a powerful deadly curse, which incredibly, had not been successful. "I just had a foreboding that Lord Voldemort is going to try to kill me again, as he has in every book so far in this series!"
"Well," responded Ron, "duh!"
The two chums laughed in a plucky British manner, little suspecting that there were going to be some totally unexpected developments in the chapters that lay ahead.
CHAPTER TWO
"Drat that blasted Harry Potter!" sneered the evil Lord Voldemort to his evil sidekick, a giant snake named Nagini, who in the movie version will be played by either Cher or Jim Carrey.
"I have to think of a way to successfully kill that blighter of a bloke!" sneered Lord Voldemort, who was always in a bad mood because his lips hurt from the strain of constantly sneering when he talked. "Begorrah! I have it!"
And he outlined his evil sneering plan to Nagini, who realized with a sense of foreboding that, of all the unsuccessful attempts on Harry Potter's life, this was going to be the most totally unexpected one yet.
CHAPTER THREE
"Odds bodkins, Hermione!" said Harry Potter, by way of a British slang greeting to Hermione Granger, a plucky young female wizard who had become Harry's close friend during the previous books, even though he had no idea how to pronounce
"Hermione."
"Jeepers creepers, Harry!" responded Hermione. "Is that a magic wand in your wizard robe, or are you just glad to see me?"
They both laughed heartily, but their laughter ended suddenly, for they had a joint foreboding that something very perilous and evil was about to happen, without anybody expecting it.
That's all I've written so far. If you young readers would like me to finish this book, all I need is for 2 million of you to send me $1 apiece. Or, if that sounds too greedy, I'd settle for just two of you sending me $1 million apiece. The important thing is that we all work together to find a way for Uncle Dave to "share the magic" with you young readers. Because Uncle Dave loves you very much. He would hate to have to turn you into squid.
The End
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