Disclaimer: I'm not feeling creative today, so you get a boring disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, I do own the plot and Narwen. That's it.
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Chapter 8 - Me? Prank? Never
The break of dawn found a woman leaning against a lamp post in the still sleeping town of Hogsmeade. Two lanky redheads were seen approaching, both obviously still half asleep, because they were bumping into each other repeatedly.
"Well? What did you want to see us for?" one of them mumbled.
"Tsk, tsk, George. What do you think I asked you here for?" Narwen asked.
They just looked at her with a baffled expression.
"I need you to help me." she admitted.
"Help with what, dearest Elf Princess." Fred asked sweetly, perking up a bit.
"I want to play a harmless prank on someone." she hinted.
"By harmless you mean so embarrassing that this person will never want to be seen in public again?" Fred said in a confirming manner.
She nodded nonchalantly, "Generally, yes."
"And would this someone just happen to be a famous Quidditch keeper and your ex-boyfriend?" George asked, suddenly delighted.
"Maybe. What have you got in mind?" she asked with a devious grin.
The twins shared a mischievous look and nodded.
"Well. . . . . ." they began in unison. Each took an ear and they began to whisper.
She gasped and put a hand over her mouth, "That's terrible . . . . . I love it!"
"That's the spirit!" George grinned.
"Wicked Nar! Well, we've got to go prepare everything. Come along my brilliant counterpart, this is the prank of a lifetime." Fred laughed.
A few hours later found Narwen at Penelope and Percy's flat, dressed in jeans and a tee shirt. She knocked on the door.
"Hey!" Penny greeted as she opened the door.
"Ready for the game of the season?" Narwen asked as she entered.
"What do you mean it's opening day? . . . What did you do?" Penelope accused as she sat down in the living room.
Narwen followed suit.
"Calm down, I didn't do anything. It's the Falmouth Falcons vs Puddlemere United, that's always the game of the season! They're arch rivals, Penny! Get with it!" Narwen
laughed.
"What's this I hear about rivals?" Percy asked, coming into the living room, "Oh hello, Nar. I hope you're not talking about Oliver, I know you're not childish enough to still be holding a grudge."
"You'd be surprised how long Elves can hold a grudge, Percy. But, we weren't talking about him, I was simply informing Penny about the arch rivalry between the Falmouth Falcons and Puddlemere United." Narwen said, imitating Percy's stern tone.
"None of that!" Percy laughed, "But, honestly Penny, I can't believe you didn't know that."
"Who are we waiting for?" Penny asked, ignoring her husband to be's remark.
"My brothers, then we're off." Percy explained.
Then, as if on cue, four pops were heard as Bill, Charlie, Fred and, and George apparated into the room. After all their hellos were said they left for the Quidditch Stadium.
Narwen arrived there first, followed by George.
"Ready?" she breathed.
"Everything's perfect." George assured just as the others appeared. Percy passed out the tickets and they went in.
They mulled around a bit before the game buying omnioculars and other odds and ends. Then the voice of Lee Jordan, now a professional Quidditch commentator, filled the stadium.
"Wizards and Witches of all ages, I'm proud to introduce to you the FALMOUTH FALCONS!! We have Chasers: Warrington, Bloom and Captain Flint. Beaters: Cornwall and Blackweld. Keeper: Blechely annnnnnnnnnnnd the SEEKER: HIGGS! Now on the always superb PUDDLEMERE UNITED I am overly ecstatic to introduce to you Chasers: Johnson, Spinnet, and McEvert. Beaters: Kensington and Ephren. Keeper: Captain OLIVER WOOD, annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd SEEKER: DOMINIC ALLEN!!" With mention of the last two names almost all the women in the stadium swooned. "The Captains shake hands as the referee steps out onto the field. The Bludgers are up and I think that's the Snitch following. The quaffle is released and the match begins!"
Three hours later . . . .
"Oh my God, look!" Narwen gasped and pointed to the bottom of the Puddlemere goals.
"What?" Percy asked.
"Yes, we know Oliver's there, he's been so for the past three hours." Charlie laughed.
"No, you dolt, the Snitch!" she said, giving Charlie a slap upside the head.
"I think Dom's seen it!" Penny squealed, focusing on him with her omnioculars.
"How'd you see that? It's barely visible with the omnioculars." Bill asked.
Before she could say anything the twins pointed solemnly to her ears and started frantically reprimanding Bill for forgetting.
"Dominic Allen's caught the Snitch! 150 points to Puddlemere! 350 to 240, PUDDLEMERE WINS!" Lee Jordan echoed through the stadium amongst the resounding cheers.
The Falmouth Falcons were already on the ground watching enviously as the Puddlemere team take their victory lap around the pitch. As the team flew past the Weasley group, Narwen felt a hand fleetingly caress her cheek. She gazed intently after them when she realized it had been Oliver.
"That boy must have some Elvish blood in him, no other way he could be that quick." she thought to herself.
Then she remembered the twins' plan, she leant back in her seat to talk to them, they in turn leant forward.
"What is it?" George asked.
"Do we have to?" she pleaded.
"Narwen." Fred began sternly.
"Think of all the people you'd be letting down." George continued.
Before she could protest that no one but the three of them knew Fred started talking again, "This is the prank of a lifetime, and this is the only chance we'll ever get to pull it. You can't chicken out now!"
"Plus, there's no way to stop it." George finished.
"Oh, well in that case, let's enjoy our moment of glory!" Narwen said.
"That's the way!" Fred encouraged.
Just then the Puddlemere team was landing, Oliver was the last to hit the ground. And hit the ground he did. For the first time since he picked up a broom he fell flat on his face, courtesy of the Weasley's, although the only people that knew were the twins themselves and Narwen. It didn't stop there, he happened to fall in mud, of course. It looked and felt like normal mud, but now that it was covering him, it was flashing a brilliant pink and scrawling messages across his robes. Messages such as: "I love Marcus Flint." "The Falmouth Falcons are the best Quidditch team and they should whip Puddlemere's ass every match." and "The Weasley Twins are the sexiest men ever to walk the Earth."
The whole stadium was in hysterics.
"I take it that you added the last one in as your own personal touch." Narwen asked through laughter.
"Yes, we had to get that fact out there, it has been over looked for far too long." Fred answered, quite seriously.
By this time most of the people in their section had filed out and some of the Puddlemere team was coming to greet them. Penelope and Percy were enjoying the joke to much to reprimand Fred and George. The beaters, Elizabeth Kensington and Vincent Ephren were the first to come over.
"Wicked joke." Elizabeth said, patting one of the twins on the back.
"We needed a good laugh. I don't think Oliver's too happy about it but, he hasn't been happy about much lately." Vincent commented.
"Yes. . . that is true. Well, I must be off now, once again, excellent prank." Elizabeth laughed as she made her way through the rows.
"I'm off to follow her, I've finally gotten up the courage to ask her out." he smiled as he rushed away after Elizabeth.
The next to come over was Dominic, who Penny knew quite well, as he was a fellow Ravenclaw back in Hogwarts.
"Dom, you were spectacular!" she exclaimed, hugging him.
"Thank you, Penny. But I think it's your soon to be brothers who stole the show." he laughed.
"Yes well, we do tend to do that." George admitted.
"You're lucky there's no points I could take from you for that." Percy said.
"Ah, Perce, always the disciplinarian." Bill sighed.
"Lighten up, I mean, even you have to admit that was really funny." Charlie sputtered as he began to laugh at the memory of it.
"Oliver's face was priceless." Percy laughed, giving in.
"Hence the reason I took pictures!" Fred exclaimed waving around his camera.
"You're evil." Dom sighed.
"Not evil, just . . . . opportunistic." Narwen corrected.
"As they've always been." Alicia Spinnet said from behind her.
"Alicia!" Narwen exclaimed, hugging her old friend.
She began to shuffle through the row, kissing everyone hello, lingering a bit at George.
"That was one of your best pranks." Alicia commended when she finished.
"Oliver's still in the showers trying to get the pink off. What was it?" Angelina asked as she came into the section.
"Well, dearest Angelina, if we told you, we'd have to kill you." Fred said, grinning from ear to ear.
"So devious." Narwen joked.
"Hello to you too, Nar." Angelina laughed.
"Hey Angie." she said.
"So now we're waiting for Oliver?" Bill asked.
"Yeah." Percy replied.
"I don't think he'll be getting out any time soon." Dom commented.
"Remember the time in fifth year when he was in the showers so long that we thought he was trying to drown himself." George laughed.
"That's not funny. He almost did drown himself!" Narwen scolded.
"But it was funny when they said it." Alicia agreed.
"But it wasn't he was really upset. I think the dementors got to him." Narwen argued.
"Stop sticking up for him, you're supposed to be getting revenge!" Fred exclaimed.
Everyone stopped and looked at her.
"Fred!" she screamed, "What are you talking about?"
"Don't listen to him, he's delirious." George said quickly.
Everyone just looked at them skeptically and turned back to their conversations.
"Fred, you prat! No one's supposed to know I was involved!" she hissed.
"Oops." he said.
George and Narwen just shook their heads and involved themselves in other conversations.
"FRED! GEORGE!" some one bellowed.
"OLIVER!" they screamed in a girly tone.
"What in bloody hell so you think you're doing!" he yelled, then his eyes rested on Narwen.
"You." he growled.
"Me?" she asked sweetly.
"You had something to do with this."
"With what?"
"The prank."
"What prank?"
"The one that Fred and George just pulled."
"Ooh, that prank."
"Yes, you helped them didn't you?"
"With what?"
"THE PRANK!"
"What prank?"
"THE ONE THAT WAS JUST PULLED!"
"What was pulled?"
"A PRANK!"
"Really, there was a prank? Who did it?"
"YOU!"
"Me? A prank? Never. Ollie, I'm hurt."
"First off, don't call me Ollie, I told you that in first year. Second, since when would anything I say hurt you; the last time I saw you, you slapped me across the face! I love you, you stupid bint! And nothing I say or do will ever make you care!" he yelled, his voice wavering with emotion.
Narwen began taking deep breaths in an attempt to control her anger, she opened her mouth to say something but, thought better of it and disapparated as a tear rolled down her cheek.
"Oliver!! Look what you did!" Penny shouted.
"Didn't anyone notice that I told her I loved her?" he asked, frustrated.
"But in a derogatory, backhanded way, also assuming that she doesn't care at all. You also have to keep in mind that you were the one found with some random girl in a classroom." Bill pointed out.
"And you have to keep in mind that what you say probably does hurt her and your words and actions tear her up inside, she's just to proud to show it." Charlie added.
"You really screwed up." Dom put in blatantly.
"We best go after her." Alicia sighed.
"But, we don't know where she went." Angelina said.
"We'll have to split up, there's only so many places she could have gone to. Percy and I will go back to our house. I'm splitting the twins up, because you'll never get anything done together. Angelina, Fred, go to Hogsmeade. George and Alicia, you two go to Hogwarts, I don't care how. She probably went back there. Oliver, Dom, go and check Diagon Alley. And Bill and Charlie, stay here in case she comes back. In a half hour everyone come to my house, with or without her. It's not like she hasn't been out on her own before. I will not have this day ruined!" Penny commanded.
They all agreed, afraid to contest Penelope at the moment, and disapparated.
Penny and Percy arrived at their house, "Well, she's not here. What now?"
"I didn't think she'd be here. Now all we've got to do is wait for everyone else to come back." Percy said. "I don't want this dinner party to be ruined, if she's not going to come then it's pointless. You've got to have the Best Man and the Maid of Honor there." Penelope sighed.
Percy put a comforting arm around his wife as they sat in front of the fireplace.
Angelina, Alicia, Fred, and George appeared in the Three Broomsticks. Angelina and Fred. asked around while George and Alicia flooed to Hogwarts. They continued from shop to shop with no sign of Narwen. They finally gave up and went back to Percy's house.
"She's not in Hogsmeade." Angelina stated as she flopped back into an armchair.
George and Alicia fell out of a fireplace in Hogwarts, which happened to be in the Headmaster's office.
"May I ask what you two are doing here?" Professor Dumbledore asked, amused.
"We're looking for Narwen." Alicia stated bluntly.
"She's not here, I thought she was with you. Why would she be here?" Dumbledore asked again, this time with concern ringing in his voice.
"Well, you see, Fred and I pulled a prank on Oliver. He was really angry and he blamed it on her, he said a few things and she got upset and disapparated." George explained.
"Oh dear." said Dumbledore.
Alicia nodded sullenly and George shrugged.
Oliver and Dom were coming out of Gringotts (where they apparated to) as they decided to split up.
"I'll go on down towards the Leaky Cauldron and you head to Flourish and Blotts." Oliver said.
"Ok, I'll meet you in a half hour, back at Percy's." Dom replied as they turned to go their separate ways.
Oliver soon found himself wandering into the Leaky Cauldron after checking in every shop along the way. He walked in to see Narwen, sitting in a booth with Remus Lupin and Sirius Black.
"Are you serious?!" he yelled as he walked over to the table, "You're sitting here having tea with these two while Penny's organized a search party!"
"Just my luck." she sighed, "No, Oliver. I was sitting here crying my eyes out with 'these two' because of you."
He began to say something but she stopped him.
"I don't want to hear it. Because you have no idea how I've lived for the past four years. While you were out having a good time playing Quidditch and womanizing, I was sitting in a secluded corner of Hogwarts on my deathbed, because of you. Yeah, you. So don't tell me that you love me and that whatever you say and do won't make me care, because I do care, I, unlike you, never stopped caring. Oh, and for your information, what you say does hurt me, it always has. And frankly, I don't want to put up with you anymore. One day you say you love me and the next you'll be at some bar trying to pick up any girl that's decent looking. So now, if you'll excuse me, my best friend is throwing a party and I'm not going to ruin it for her by staying here and fighting with you." she said coldly and disapparated.
"You screwed up." Sirius said.
Oliver smacked his forehead.
"What did you do?" Remus inquired.
"It's a long story." Oliver sighed dejectedly.
"Well we've got time." Sirius offered.
"I don't. I just so happen to invited to this party too. I'm sure Narwen will have another tantrum on my account, you can have her tell you then." Oliver grimaced, "I'll see you around."
He disapparated leaving a very confused Remus and Sirius.
"Kids today." Remus mused.
"You're telling me." Sirius agreed.
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A/N: Wow. . . I've never had a writer's block that bad before in my life! I'm soo sorry! I know the prank is really, really stupid. It was my friend's idea and since I couldn't come up with anything better I used it. That's one of the reasons I didn't update for ages. Well, anyway just review!! Thanks!
Special thanks to opal .star, your ideas really helped! Thanks so much!
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Chapter 8 - Me? Prank? Never
The break of dawn found a woman leaning against a lamp post in the still sleeping town of Hogsmeade. Two lanky redheads were seen approaching, both obviously still half asleep, because they were bumping into each other repeatedly.
"Well? What did you want to see us for?" one of them mumbled.
"Tsk, tsk, George. What do you think I asked you here for?" Narwen asked.
They just looked at her with a baffled expression.
"I need you to help me." she admitted.
"Help with what, dearest Elf Princess." Fred asked sweetly, perking up a bit.
"I want to play a harmless prank on someone." she hinted.
"By harmless you mean so embarrassing that this person will never want to be seen in public again?" Fred said in a confirming manner.
She nodded nonchalantly, "Generally, yes."
"And would this someone just happen to be a famous Quidditch keeper and your ex-boyfriend?" George asked, suddenly delighted.
"Maybe. What have you got in mind?" she asked with a devious grin.
The twins shared a mischievous look and nodded.
"Well. . . . . ." they began in unison. Each took an ear and they began to whisper.
She gasped and put a hand over her mouth, "That's terrible . . . . . I love it!"
"That's the spirit!" George grinned.
"Wicked Nar! Well, we've got to go prepare everything. Come along my brilliant counterpart, this is the prank of a lifetime." Fred laughed.
A few hours later found Narwen at Penelope and Percy's flat, dressed in jeans and a tee shirt. She knocked on the door.
"Hey!" Penny greeted as she opened the door.
"Ready for the game of the season?" Narwen asked as she entered.
"What do you mean it's opening day? . . . What did you do?" Penelope accused as she sat down in the living room.
Narwen followed suit.
"Calm down, I didn't do anything. It's the Falmouth Falcons vs Puddlemere United, that's always the game of the season! They're arch rivals, Penny! Get with it!" Narwen
laughed.
"What's this I hear about rivals?" Percy asked, coming into the living room, "Oh hello, Nar. I hope you're not talking about Oliver, I know you're not childish enough to still be holding a grudge."
"You'd be surprised how long Elves can hold a grudge, Percy. But, we weren't talking about him, I was simply informing Penny about the arch rivalry between the Falmouth Falcons and Puddlemere United." Narwen said, imitating Percy's stern tone.
"None of that!" Percy laughed, "But, honestly Penny, I can't believe you didn't know that."
"Who are we waiting for?" Penny asked, ignoring her husband to be's remark.
"My brothers, then we're off." Percy explained.
Then, as if on cue, four pops were heard as Bill, Charlie, Fred and, and George apparated into the room. After all their hellos were said they left for the Quidditch Stadium.
Narwen arrived there first, followed by George.
"Ready?" she breathed.
"Everything's perfect." George assured just as the others appeared. Percy passed out the tickets and they went in.
They mulled around a bit before the game buying omnioculars and other odds and ends. Then the voice of Lee Jordan, now a professional Quidditch commentator, filled the stadium.
"Wizards and Witches of all ages, I'm proud to introduce to you the FALMOUTH FALCONS!! We have Chasers: Warrington, Bloom and Captain Flint. Beaters: Cornwall and Blackweld. Keeper: Blechely annnnnnnnnnnnd the SEEKER: HIGGS! Now on the always superb PUDDLEMERE UNITED I am overly ecstatic to introduce to you Chasers: Johnson, Spinnet, and McEvert. Beaters: Kensington and Ephren. Keeper: Captain OLIVER WOOD, annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd SEEKER: DOMINIC ALLEN!!" With mention of the last two names almost all the women in the stadium swooned. "The Captains shake hands as the referee steps out onto the field. The Bludgers are up and I think that's the Snitch following. The quaffle is released and the match begins!"
Three hours later . . . .
"Oh my God, look!" Narwen gasped and pointed to the bottom of the Puddlemere goals.
"What?" Percy asked.
"Yes, we know Oliver's there, he's been so for the past three hours." Charlie laughed.
"No, you dolt, the Snitch!" she said, giving Charlie a slap upside the head.
"I think Dom's seen it!" Penny squealed, focusing on him with her omnioculars.
"How'd you see that? It's barely visible with the omnioculars." Bill asked.
Before she could say anything the twins pointed solemnly to her ears and started frantically reprimanding Bill for forgetting.
"Dominic Allen's caught the Snitch! 150 points to Puddlemere! 350 to 240, PUDDLEMERE WINS!" Lee Jordan echoed through the stadium amongst the resounding cheers.
The Falmouth Falcons were already on the ground watching enviously as the Puddlemere team take their victory lap around the pitch. As the team flew past the Weasley group, Narwen felt a hand fleetingly caress her cheek. She gazed intently after them when she realized it had been Oliver.
"That boy must have some Elvish blood in him, no other way he could be that quick." she thought to herself.
Then she remembered the twins' plan, she leant back in her seat to talk to them, they in turn leant forward.
"What is it?" George asked.
"Do we have to?" she pleaded.
"Narwen." Fred began sternly.
"Think of all the people you'd be letting down." George continued.
Before she could protest that no one but the three of them knew Fred started talking again, "This is the prank of a lifetime, and this is the only chance we'll ever get to pull it. You can't chicken out now!"
"Plus, there's no way to stop it." George finished.
"Oh, well in that case, let's enjoy our moment of glory!" Narwen said.
"That's the way!" Fred encouraged.
Just then the Puddlemere team was landing, Oliver was the last to hit the ground. And hit the ground he did. For the first time since he picked up a broom he fell flat on his face, courtesy of the Weasley's, although the only people that knew were the twins themselves and Narwen. It didn't stop there, he happened to fall in mud, of course. It looked and felt like normal mud, but now that it was covering him, it was flashing a brilliant pink and scrawling messages across his robes. Messages such as: "I love Marcus Flint." "The Falmouth Falcons are the best Quidditch team and they should whip Puddlemere's ass every match." and "The Weasley Twins are the sexiest men ever to walk the Earth."
The whole stadium was in hysterics.
"I take it that you added the last one in as your own personal touch." Narwen asked through laughter.
"Yes, we had to get that fact out there, it has been over looked for far too long." Fred answered, quite seriously.
By this time most of the people in their section had filed out and some of the Puddlemere team was coming to greet them. Penelope and Percy were enjoying the joke to much to reprimand Fred and George. The beaters, Elizabeth Kensington and Vincent Ephren were the first to come over.
"Wicked joke." Elizabeth said, patting one of the twins on the back.
"We needed a good laugh. I don't think Oliver's too happy about it but, he hasn't been happy about much lately." Vincent commented.
"Yes. . . that is true. Well, I must be off now, once again, excellent prank." Elizabeth laughed as she made her way through the rows.
"I'm off to follow her, I've finally gotten up the courage to ask her out." he smiled as he rushed away after Elizabeth.
The next to come over was Dominic, who Penny knew quite well, as he was a fellow Ravenclaw back in Hogwarts.
"Dom, you were spectacular!" she exclaimed, hugging him.
"Thank you, Penny. But I think it's your soon to be brothers who stole the show." he laughed.
"Yes well, we do tend to do that." George admitted.
"You're lucky there's no points I could take from you for that." Percy said.
"Ah, Perce, always the disciplinarian." Bill sighed.
"Lighten up, I mean, even you have to admit that was really funny." Charlie sputtered as he began to laugh at the memory of it.
"Oliver's face was priceless." Percy laughed, giving in.
"Hence the reason I took pictures!" Fred exclaimed waving around his camera.
"You're evil." Dom sighed.
"Not evil, just . . . . opportunistic." Narwen corrected.
"As they've always been." Alicia Spinnet said from behind her.
"Alicia!" Narwen exclaimed, hugging her old friend.
She began to shuffle through the row, kissing everyone hello, lingering a bit at George.
"That was one of your best pranks." Alicia commended when she finished.
"Oliver's still in the showers trying to get the pink off. What was it?" Angelina asked as she came into the section.
"Well, dearest Angelina, if we told you, we'd have to kill you." Fred said, grinning from ear to ear.
"So devious." Narwen joked.
"Hello to you too, Nar." Angelina laughed.
"Hey Angie." she said.
"So now we're waiting for Oliver?" Bill asked.
"Yeah." Percy replied.
"I don't think he'll be getting out any time soon." Dom commented.
"Remember the time in fifth year when he was in the showers so long that we thought he was trying to drown himself." George laughed.
"That's not funny. He almost did drown himself!" Narwen scolded.
"But it was funny when they said it." Alicia agreed.
"But it wasn't he was really upset. I think the dementors got to him." Narwen argued.
"Stop sticking up for him, you're supposed to be getting revenge!" Fred exclaimed.
Everyone stopped and looked at her.
"Fred!" she screamed, "What are you talking about?"
"Don't listen to him, he's delirious." George said quickly.
Everyone just looked at them skeptically and turned back to their conversations.
"Fred, you prat! No one's supposed to know I was involved!" she hissed.
"Oops." he said.
George and Narwen just shook their heads and involved themselves in other conversations.
"FRED! GEORGE!" some one bellowed.
"OLIVER!" they screamed in a girly tone.
"What in bloody hell so you think you're doing!" he yelled, then his eyes rested on Narwen.
"You." he growled.
"Me?" she asked sweetly.
"You had something to do with this."
"With what?"
"The prank."
"What prank?"
"The one that Fred and George just pulled."
"Ooh, that prank."
"Yes, you helped them didn't you?"
"With what?"
"THE PRANK!"
"What prank?"
"THE ONE THAT WAS JUST PULLED!"
"What was pulled?"
"A PRANK!"
"Really, there was a prank? Who did it?"
"YOU!"
"Me? A prank? Never. Ollie, I'm hurt."
"First off, don't call me Ollie, I told you that in first year. Second, since when would anything I say hurt you; the last time I saw you, you slapped me across the face! I love you, you stupid bint! And nothing I say or do will ever make you care!" he yelled, his voice wavering with emotion.
Narwen began taking deep breaths in an attempt to control her anger, she opened her mouth to say something but, thought better of it and disapparated as a tear rolled down her cheek.
"Oliver!! Look what you did!" Penny shouted.
"Didn't anyone notice that I told her I loved her?" he asked, frustrated.
"But in a derogatory, backhanded way, also assuming that she doesn't care at all. You also have to keep in mind that you were the one found with some random girl in a classroom." Bill pointed out.
"And you have to keep in mind that what you say probably does hurt her and your words and actions tear her up inside, she's just to proud to show it." Charlie added.
"You really screwed up." Dom put in blatantly.
"We best go after her." Alicia sighed.
"But, we don't know where she went." Angelina said.
"We'll have to split up, there's only so many places she could have gone to. Percy and I will go back to our house. I'm splitting the twins up, because you'll never get anything done together. Angelina, Fred, go to Hogsmeade. George and Alicia, you two go to Hogwarts, I don't care how. She probably went back there. Oliver, Dom, go and check Diagon Alley. And Bill and Charlie, stay here in case she comes back. In a half hour everyone come to my house, with or without her. It's not like she hasn't been out on her own before. I will not have this day ruined!" Penny commanded.
They all agreed, afraid to contest Penelope at the moment, and disapparated.
Penny and Percy arrived at their house, "Well, she's not here. What now?"
"I didn't think she'd be here. Now all we've got to do is wait for everyone else to come back." Percy said. "I don't want this dinner party to be ruined, if she's not going to come then it's pointless. You've got to have the Best Man and the Maid of Honor there." Penelope sighed.
Percy put a comforting arm around his wife as they sat in front of the fireplace.
Angelina, Alicia, Fred, and George appeared in the Three Broomsticks. Angelina and Fred. asked around while George and Alicia flooed to Hogwarts. They continued from shop to shop with no sign of Narwen. They finally gave up and went back to Percy's house.
"She's not in Hogsmeade." Angelina stated as she flopped back into an armchair.
George and Alicia fell out of a fireplace in Hogwarts, which happened to be in the Headmaster's office.
"May I ask what you two are doing here?" Professor Dumbledore asked, amused.
"We're looking for Narwen." Alicia stated bluntly.
"She's not here, I thought she was with you. Why would she be here?" Dumbledore asked again, this time with concern ringing in his voice.
"Well, you see, Fred and I pulled a prank on Oliver. He was really angry and he blamed it on her, he said a few things and she got upset and disapparated." George explained.
"Oh dear." said Dumbledore.
Alicia nodded sullenly and George shrugged.
Oliver and Dom were coming out of Gringotts (where they apparated to) as they decided to split up.
"I'll go on down towards the Leaky Cauldron and you head to Flourish and Blotts." Oliver said.
"Ok, I'll meet you in a half hour, back at Percy's." Dom replied as they turned to go their separate ways.
Oliver soon found himself wandering into the Leaky Cauldron after checking in every shop along the way. He walked in to see Narwen, sitting in a booth with Remus Lupin and Sirius Black.
"Are you serious?!" he yelled as he walked over to the table, "You're sitting here having tea with these two while Penny's organized a search party!"
"Just my luck." she sighed, "No, Oliver. I was sitting here crying my eyes out with 'these two' because of you."
He began to say something but she stopped him.
"I don't want to hear it. Because you have no idea how I've lived for the past four years. While you were out having a good time playing Quidditch and womanizing, I was sitting in a secluded corner of Hogwarts on my deathbed, because of you. Yeah, you. So don't tell me that you love me and that whatever you say and do won't make me care, because I do care, I, unlike you, never stopped caring. Oh, and for your information, what you say does hurt me, it always has. And frankly, I don't want to put up with you anymore. One day you say you love me and the next you'll be at some bar trying to pick up any girl that's decent looking. So now, if you'll excuse me, my best friend is throwing a party and I'm not going to ruin it for her by staying here and fighting with you." she said coldly and disapparated.
"You screwed up." Sirius said.
Oliver smacked his forehead.
"What did you do?" Remus inquired.
"It's a long story." Oliver sighed dejectedly.
"Well we've got time." Sirius offered.
"I don't. I just so happen to invited to this party too. I'm sure Narwen will have another tantrum on my account, you can have her tell you then." Oliver grimaced, "I'll see you around."
He disapparated leaving a very confused Remus and Sirius.
"Kids today." Remus mused.
"You're telling me." Sirius agreed.
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A/N: Wow. . . I've never had a writer's block that bad before in my life! I'm soo sorry! I know the prank is really, really stupid. It was my friend's idea and since I couldn't come up with anything better I used it. That's one of the reasons I didn't update for ages. Well, anyway just review!! Thanks!
Special thanks to opal .star, your ideas really helped! Thanks so much!