Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from the Harry Potter series. I
just dream of their world and what it would be like to live in it. The
only characters that are mine are Blue, Green, and Red.
Chapter 2: Leaving Diagon Alley
Mr. Ollivander gave a squeak of surprise as Blue, Green, and Brown entered his shop. Looking at each of the ladies closely, he figured out why they all looked so familiar. "I was wondering when I would see these two, and as for you Ms. . . ."
Blue cut him off before he could say her name. "Allison Wesley. We ALL go by the name Wesley now Mr. Ollivander."
Ollivander didn't show his surprise at this. Many families had gone into hiding during the first rise of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, and they were just now starting to come out. "Very well Ms. Wesley. Do you still have that fine cedar wand?"
The older Ms. Wesley reached into a hidden pocket of her robe and pulled out her wand. "It has seen better days, but yes, I still have it." She replied with a smile. "But I'm afraid that these two (cough) angels (cough) are in need of new wands." The younger women just tried to stand there and look innocent, but it didn't work very well, as they were trying to cover up their laughter.
The man looked to both of the younger Wesley's and smiled; as he turned around he said over his shoulder, "I may have just what they are looking for." Walking about halfway down an aisle, he reverently ran his fingers over the boxes till he found the one he was looking for, and then turned and ran down another aisle. "No, not that one", "That's not it.", and "Where did I put that blasted thing?" were heard as he searched his vast store of wands. Finally coming back to the front of the store Ollivander found the box he was looking for sitting on his counter. "Ah, here it is," he exclaimed. "For the lovely green eyed beauty a fine wand of mahogany with a handle made of willow."
Green took the wand in her hand and looked around the store. "Accio Rose!" The rose flew across the room and into Green's waiting hand.
"Good job Melissa!" Brown stated. "I'm next I guess."
Ollivander handed her the wand he had chosen for her. "Seven and a half inches of maple."
"Hey Eva," Melissa asked, "Think you could do better?"
Eva turned to Melissa and smiled, "Densaugeo!"
Melissa could feel her front teeth elongating, fumbling for her new wand, and just barely had time to say the spell to reverse the curse her "sister" had tossed her way.
"Girls!" Ms. Wesley yelled, "Let's pay for those and go get the rest of our items."
Melissa and Eva paid Mr. Ollivander for their wands and headed out the door. After three long hours of shopping, the three witches felt like they had everything that they needed. As they came to the end of the alley, Eva noticed a shop that Ms. Wesley had been avoiding. "Weasley?" Eva looked to the older witch, "Could it be?"
"Probably." Allison answered. "Let's go in and find out. Mel, before you even go in, I don't want you to buy more than a hand full of things . . . understood." The older witch said sternly. "You already make enough gag items to scare a poltergeist out of a castle."
"What ever are you talking about mom . . . I never put that Swearing-Smut Bomb in the headmaster's toilet, I swear." Melissa answered with a twinkle in her eyes. "Anyway, I just want to see what kind of ideas they have, and what their flaws are." She followed Eva into the store.
Allison stopped dead in her tracks, and looked to the sky. "Lord help us all if she chooses one of those two for a mate."
Fred really didn't like his twin at the moment. George was out on a date, and he was stuck here running the store for the third Friday in a row. Why did all of the girls have to fall for him? Yeah he was about fifteen pounds lighter, and a centimeter taller, but what did that have to do with anything.
As the bell above the store rang, Fred swore that the gods had finally answered his prayers and sent him some angels. Two beautiful red haired angels. He quickly turned his back and checking his breathe and hair. Slowly turning around he pretended to be check the books on the desk while keeping his eyes on the two lovely ladies. When the bell rang again he looked up and spied an older witch that had to be the angels' mother. "May I help you lovely ladies with anything?" He asked.
All three red heads turned and faced him. WOW, his mind yelled, one green, one brown, and one blue eye. Ain't it just too bad that George isn't here to see them?
"My name is Melissa Wesley, and we were just looking around." The green eyed splendor replied. She held out her hand for him to shake.
"I'm Fred Weasley, one of the owners of this fine establishment. If there is anything I can help you find, and questions answered, or any Friday nights that you have free, I'll be happy to help you." Fred gave his best Lockhart smile.
"Just like the rest." The blue eyed one whispered.
"What?" Brown asked. "Is there something wrong mom?"
"Nothing dear, just a comment to myself." Blue looked to Fred. "He just reminds me of the sweet talkers my younger brothers used to be."
She threw the letter at the men and walked out of the store
Fred looked to her and smiled. "Mum', if you had younger brothers then they must be about twelve, 'cause you look too young and lovely to have daughter as stunning as these two." Again he beamed at her.
"They have them Eva! They have them!" Melissa exclaimed. "They actually released them into Britain!" She was jumping around the room with joy.
Fred looked to see what she was so excited about. In her hands was a box of gag gifts that a friend from the United States had sent to him. "Careful with those!" Fred shrieked, "One of those broke open last night, and didn't stop screaming fowl words until about an hour ago."
Melissa and Eva just smiled to each other and then faced him. "We know, we made them to do that unless you know how to turn them off." They answered together.
Fred just looked at them stunned.
Melissa stepped in front of him, and took his hand. "Why don't we continue this discussion later where the four of us. . ."
She never got to finish her sentence. Walking from the back store room was the two red heads that had been watching them at lunch. "Oye, Fred . . . and cuties." The taller of the two said.
"You going to keep the lovelies to yourself, or you going to share?" The other one asked
Why do I have to have five brothers? Fred asked himself.
When the three Weasley men turned back to face the ladies, the two younger ones were already gone and the older one was looking mad. Her face was the same shade of crimson their mothers face turned when she was yelling at them.
"Billus Anthony and Charles James Weasley stop pestering Fredric! If your mother was here and heard the way . . ." She yelled. Reaching into her purse she pulled out a sealed letter, "Give this to your parents. They will know what it means."
Authors Note: Thanks to my wonderful Beta BlackUmbridge for catching the few mistakes that spell and grammar check missed. Please feel free to review, I implore you to.
Chapter 2: Leaving Diagon Alley
Mr. Ollivander gave a squeak of surprise as Blue, Green, and Brown entered his shop. Looking at each of the ladies closely, he figured out why they all looked so familiar. "I was wondering when I would see these two, and as for you Ms. . . ."
Blue cut him off before he could say her name. "Allison Wesley. We ALL go by the name Wesley now Mr. Ollivander."
Ollivander didn't show his surprise at this. Many families had gone into hiding during the first rise of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, and they were just now starting to come out. "Very well Ms. Wesley. Do you still have that fine cedar wand?"
The older Ms. Wesley reached into a hidden pocket of her robe and pulled out her wand. "It has seen better days, but yes, I still have it." She replied with a smile. "But I'm afraid that these two (cough) angels (cough) are in need of new wands." The younger women just tried to stand there and look innocent, but it didn't work very well, as they were trying to cover up their laughter.
The man looked to both of the younger Wesley's and smiled; as he turned around he said over his shoulder, "I may have just what they are looking for." Walking about halfway down an aisle, he reverently ran his fingers over the boxes till he found the one he was looking for, and then turned and ran down another aisle. "No, not that one", "That's not it.", and "Where did I put that blasted thing?" were heard as he searched his vast store of wands. Finally coming back to the front of the store Ollivander found the box he was looking for sitting on his counter. "Ah, here it is," he exclaimed. "For the lovely green eyed beauty a fine wand of mahogany with a handle made of willow."
Green took the wand in her hand and looked around the store. "Accio Rose!" The rose flew across the room and into Green's waiting hand.
"Good job Melissa!" Brown stated. "I'm next I guess."
Ollivander handed her the wand he had chosen for her. "Seven and a half inches of maple."
"Hey Eva," Melissa asked, "Think you could do better?"
Eva turned to Melissa and smiled, "Densaugeo!"
Melissa could feel her front teeth elongating, fumbling for her new wand, and just barely had time to say the spell to reverse the curse her "sister" had tossed her way.
"Girls!" Ms. Wesley yelled, "Let's pay for those and go get the rest of our items."
Melissa and Eva paid Mr. Ollivander for their wands and headed out the door. After three long hours of shopping, the three witches felt like they had everything that they needed. As they came to the end of the alley, Eva noticed a shop that Ms. Wesley had been avoiding. "Weasley?" Eva looked to the older witch, "Could it be?"
"Probably." Allison answered. "Let's go in and find out. Mel, before you even go in, I don't want you to buy more than a hand full of things . . . understood." The older witch said sternly. "You already make enough gag items to scare a poltergeist out of a castle."
"What ever are you talking about mom . . . I never put that Swearing-Smut Bomb in the headmaster's toilet, I swear." Melissa answered with a twinkle in her eyes. "Anyway, I just want to see what kind of ideas they have, and what their flaws are." She followed Eva into the store.
Allison stopped dead in her tracks, and looked to the sky. "Lord help us all if she chooses one of those two for a mate."
Fred really didn't like his twin at the moment. George was out on a date, and he was stuck here running the store for the third Friday in a row. Why did all of the girls have to fall for him? Yeah he was about fifteen pounds lighter, and a centimeter taller, but what did that have to do with anything.
As the bell above the store rang, Fred swore that the gods had finally answered his prayers and sent him some angels. Two beautiful red haired angels. He quickly turned his back and checking his breathe and hair. Slowly turning around he pretended to be check the books on the desk while keeping his eyes on the two lovely ladies. When the bell rang again he looked up and spied an older witch that had to be the angels' mother. "May I help you lovely ladies with anything?" He asked.
All three red heads turned and faced him. WOW, his mind yelled, one green, one brown, and one blue eye. Ain't it just too bad that George isn't here to see them?
"My name is Melissa Wesley, and we were just looking around." The green eyed splendor replied. She held out her hand for him to shake.
"I'm Fred Weasley, one of the owners of this fine establishment. If there is anything I can help you find, and questions answered, or any Friday nights that you have free, I'll be happy to help you." Fred gave his best Lockhart smile.
"Just like the rest." The blue eyed one whispered.
"What?" Brown asked. "Is there something wrong mom?"
"Nothing dear, just a comment to myself." Blue looked to Fred. "He just reminds me of the sweet talkers my younger brothers used to be."
She threw the letter at the men and walked out of the store
Fred looked to her and smiled. "Mum', if you had younger brothers then they must be about twelve, 'cause you look too young and lovely to have daughter as stunning as these two." Again he beamed at her.
"They have them Eva! They have them!" Melissa exclaimed. "They actually released them into Britain!" She was jumping around the room with joy.
Fred looked to see what she was so excited about. In her hands was a box of gag gifts that a friend from the United States had sent to him. "Careful with those!" Fred shrieked, "One of those broke open last night, and didn't stop screaming fowl words until about an hour ago."
Melissa and Eva just smiled to each other and then faced him. "We know, we made them to do that unless you know how to turn them off." They answered together.
Fred just looked at them stunned.
Melissa stepped in front of him, and took his hand. "Why don't we continue this discussion later where the four of us. . ."
She never got to finish her sentence. Walking from the back store room was the two red heads that had been watching them at lunch. "Oye, Fred . . . and cuties." The taller of the two said.
"You going to keep the lovelies to yourself, or you going to share?" The other one asked
Why do I have to have five brothers? Fred asked himself.
When the three Weasley men turned back to face the ladies, the two younger ones were already gone and the older one was looking mad. Her face was the same shade of crimson their mothers face turned when she was yelling at them.
"Billus Anthony and Charles James Weasley stop pestering Fredric! If your mother was here and heard the way . . ." She yelled. Reaching into her purse she pulled out a sealed letter, "Give this to your parents. They will know what it means."
Authors Note: Thanks to my wonderful Beta BlackUmbridge for catching the few mistakes that spell and grammar check missed. Please feel free to review, I implore you to.