George and Fred started down to the Great Hall, both of them wearing decent-looking, black dress robes. To make a statement, George's hair was tidily side parted and Fred's was wildly spiked. They both had wide smiles on their faces, looking the least identical they ever had. George looked more respectable, smart, and thoughtful, while Fred looked fun, wacky and like the type to be a girl's best friend. Harry walked out of Mad Eye Moody's classroom, and accidently bumped into them. He looked at Fred, then George, then smiled impressingly.
"You guys really pulled through." says Harry, pushing up his glasses to his green eyes. Fred and George smiled apprieciatingly, and they continued down to the Great Hall. For the first time, George felt as if he was proud to be a twin, while being himself at the same time.
They walked into the Great Hall, seeing instead of four house tables, round tables which seated twelve. Menus were tidily sitting on top of golden gleaming plates, the napkins somehow folded into real-life looking roses, which when you touched, folded out and flew to your lap. George smiled contently, then turned around.
When he did, his smile grew wider then before, and his ears felt as if they were on fire. He felt Fred doing the same, as they saw Mandy and Herimione walking from the halls into the Great Hall, looking impressed. Mandy had on an almost glowing bright green dressrobe, her hair tidily straightened, compared to it being wavy. Her teeth seemed to be sparlier then usual. Herimione's appearence was a far more improvement from usual though. Mandy was expected to look that pretty, no one knew that Herimione could look like she looked then. Her hair was no longer curly and frizzy, but straight and tidily put into a bun. Her usual slightly larger front two teeth seemed perfect, and she wore a gorgeous blue dressrobe.
"Hello Fred, George." says Mandy smoothly, Fred running his fingers through his hair, his hand a little greasy from the gell he put in. Herimione smiled happily at everyone, then looked at George shyly. Mandy giggled and elbowed her lightly as if to tell her to say something.
"H- Hello George. Hi Fred. This place really brightens up, doesn't it?" she says quietly, biting her lip. The other three of them nodded awkwardly.
"So... Food?" says Fred, George laughing lightly afterwards.
"That's all you think about when there are two perfectly pretty girls in front of us. Shall we?" asks George smoothly, holding out his arm to escort Herimione to the table. She nods flatterily and links arms with him friendily. They walk over to a table and sit down, George noticing Harry slowed down for Ron as they only just entered the Great hall. Also with the two of them, was Percy, Ginny, and Neville. Neville looked like he was about to burst with excitement as he walked with Ginny. They all sat down, well into a conversation. George glanced at Ron, noticing he was with Padma Patil, not seeming to impressed. He kept glaring at George and Herimione like it was a curse.
Further into the meal, Herimione started talking to George and debating on weather Professor Trelawney was truly a psycic. George had recieved a prediction of better fortunes the next summer of the year she told it to him, and the next year he found ten galleons out of no where. Herimione did protest, saying how ridiculous some of the things she came up with.
"Can't beat this one, George, she hates Trelawney. Plus, she's a know-it-all, remember?" mutters Ron bitterly, taking a sip of pumpkin juice as he wrapped his arm around Padma, who's face went all red as she started giggling.
"Well, at least I keep decent relationships. You hardly know Padma and look at you." snaps Herimone, then looks at George as if she wanted to continue their conversation.
"So? I don't go dating people three years older then me." says Ron quietly, Herimione slamming her hand on the table. George raised his eyebrows as if to be suprised.
"What is your problem? Can't I have any date with you having a problem with it? Honestly, you didn't point out Krum's age, you were too busy bickering about his orgin!" Herimione says, George telling her to calm down while she snaps at Ron.
"Well, it's not my fault that you pick the worst dates!" yells Ron, Herimione looking insulted.
"Why thank you, mate. You're an awesome brother, real good one. And you've done an awesome job trying to woe Herimione. Doesn't it suck to be you? Poor ickle Ron couldn't beat his own brother to his best friend." snaps George.
"Your turn to calm down." jokes Herimione. "Look, don't sink down to his level. Let's just eat-"
"ARG!" yells Ron, thrusting himself over to George's neck to strangle him. George simply backs up so not to be reached, lets out a small laugh then throws his napkin on his plate as he decides to take a walk. Herimione hussles behind him...
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(A/N:HUGE thanks to the Harry Potter Lexicon for its AMAZING resources! I had a heck of a time having everything exactly accurate, but it was so much easier!! http://www.hp-lexicon.org)
"You guys really pulled through." says Harry, pushing up his glasses to his green eyes. Fred and George smiled apprieciatingly, and they continued down to the Great Hall. For the first time, George felt as if he was proud to be a twin, while being himself at the same time.
They walked into the Great Hall, seeing instead of four house tables, round tables which seated twelve. Menus were tidily sitting on top of golden gleaming plates, the napkins somehow folded into real-life looking roses, which when you touched, folded out and flew to your lap. George smiled contently, then turned around.
When he did, his smile grew wider then before, and his ears felt as if they were on fire. He felt Fred doing the same, as they saw Mandy and Herimione walking from the halls into the Great Hall, looking impressed. Mandy had on an almost glowing bright green dressrobe, her hair tidily straightened, compared to it being wavy. Her teeth seemed to be sparlier then usual. Herimione's appearence was a far more improvement from usual though. Mandy was expected to look that pretty, no one knew that Herimione could look like she looked then. Her hair was no longer curly and frizzy, but straight and tidily put into a bun. Her usual slightly larger front two teeth seemed perfect, and she wore a gorgeous blue dressrobe.
"Hello Fred, George." says Mandy smoothly, Fred running his fingers through his hair, his hand a little greasy from the gell he put in. Herimione smiled happily at everyone, then looked at George shyly. Mandy giggled and elbowed her lightly as if to tell her to say something.
"H- Hello George. Hi Fred. This place really brightens up, doesn't it?" she says quietly, biting her lip. The other three of them nodded awkwardly.
"So... Food?" says Fred, George laughing lightly afterwards.
"That's all you think about when there are two perfectly pretty girls in front of us. Shall we?" asks George smoothly, holding out his arm to escort Herimione to the table. She nods flatterily and links arms with him friendily. They walk over to a table and sit down, George noticing Harry slowed down for Ron as they only just entered the Great hall. Also with the two of them, was Percy, Ginny, and Neville. Neville looked like he was about to burst with excitement as he walked with Ginny. They all sat down, well into a conversation. George glanced at Ron, noticing he was with Padma Patil, not seeming to impressed. He kept glaring at George and Herimione like it was a curse.
Further into the meal, Herimione started talking to George and debating on weather Professor Trelawney was truly a psycic. George had recieved a prediction of better fortunes the next summer of the year she told it to him, and the next year he found ten galleons out of no where. Herimione did protest, saying how ridiculous some of the things she came up with.
"Can't beat this one, George, she hates Trelawney. Plus, she's a know-it-all, remember?" mutters Ron bitterly, taking a sip of pumpkin juice as he wrapped his arm around Padma, who's face went all red as she started giggling.
"Well, at least I keep decent relationships. You hardly know Padma and look at you." snaps Herimone, then looks at George as if she wanted to continue their conversation.
"So? I don't go dating people three years older then me." says Ron quietly, Herimione slamming her hand on the table. George raised his eyebrows as if to be suprised.
"What is your problem? Can't I have any date with you having a problem with it? Honestly, you didn't point out Krum's age, you were too busy bickering about his orgin!" Herimione says, George telling her to calm down while she snaps at Ron.
"Well, it's not my fault that you pick the worst dates!" yells Ron, Herimione looking insulted.
"Why thank you, mate. You're an awesome brother, real good one. And you've done an awesome job trying to woe Herimione. Doesn't it suck to be you? Poor ickle Ron couldn't beat his own brother to his best friend." snaps George.
"Your turn to calm down." jokes Herimione. "Look, don't sink down to his level. Let's just eat-"
"ARG!" yells Ron, thrusting himself over to George's neck to strangle him. George simply backs up so not to be reached, lets out a small laugh then throws his napkin on his plate as he decides to take a walk. Herimione hussles behind him...
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(A/N:HUGE thanks to the Harry Potter Lexicon for its AMAZING resources! I had a heck of a time having everything exactly accurate, but it was so much easier!! http://www.hp-lexicon.org)