-This is bliss, sheer bliss-
The sun was hidden by dark storm clouds, the threat of rain was near, but nothing could upset him. He was excited. They had finally done what they had been threatening to do since the beginning of the school year. They had left Hogwarts. They hadn't graduated, didn't do well on their OWLs, didn't even bother with their NEWTs, and yet here they were, with an idea and the money from their dealings at Hogwarts. Their surrounding was ideal, the perfect setting for them. Their store brand new, but they knew that with in no time, students, peers, and friends would be piling in there to buy their pranks and jokes faster than you could say Quidditch.
-My ideal place-
He ran his hands over the counters in the store. His eyes wandered up the small shelves, looking at all the products. He couldn't help but touch the register, knowing that within hours it would start to fill up. They had a killer idea, one that he personally knew would not fail. It was too good to fail. He looked over at his brother, who was wiping down the doors for like the 10th time, and smiled sinisterly. His hands reached for one of his favorite joke candies, but he put it back.
-I cannot do that to my brother after all we have been through to put this shop together-
And what a store it was. Everything looked perfect. Just the right amount of candy and the right amount of toy jokes. Things couldn't get any better. Situated in the center of Hogsmeade, sure to give Zonko's a run for their money, he couldn't be any happier. He was also excited to see his friends from school again. Some things he could never stop missing, and that was one of them.
-I guess I am not happy about everything-
As his smile faltered, he couldn't help but remember his mother. And how his mother threatened to drag him back to Hogwarts by the ears. But she had coped with their leaving rather well, all considering. -At least she didn't stop us from doing this; though she must wonder where the money came from- He smiled at the thought, remembering the faces they made when Harry placed the prize money in their hands. He wanted to laugh, but felt that it should wait until late, after their store had a successful grand opening.
-This is a dream come true. Oh how I am grateful for our luck-
He took his place behind the counter, still watching as his brother cleaned the windows and doors. He rolled his eyes and shook his head, a part of him surprised at the detail they had put into this one place, when they wouldn't even keep their rooms this neat! He drummed his fingers on the counter, trying to get his attention, but that failed. He cleared his throat a few times, but his brother refused to stop his futile cleaning efforts. He gave up finally, using his voice and breaking the once beautiful peace that had surrounded them.
"Oy George! I want to open one of these days. Think we are ready now?"
A goofy smiled appeared on George's face as he turned towards his brother, shaking his head. The same smile appeared on Fred as George reached over and unlocked the door, pushing it open to let the fresh air come in. -It really is perfection- He straightened his shirt, wanting to look presentable on their first day of business and waited for George to join him.
"It is a dream come true. Isn't it Fred?"
"You best believe it," Fred replied, his eyes fixated on the door, waiting eagerly for their first customer.
The sun was hidden by dark storm clouds, the threat of rain was near, but nothing could upset him. He was excited. They had finally done what they had been threatening to do since the beginning of the school year. They had left Hogwarts. They hadn't graduated, didn't do well on their OWLs, didn't even bother with their NEWTs, and yet here they were, with an idea and the money from their dealings at Hogwarts. Their surrounding was ideal, the perfect setting for them. Their store brand new, but they knew that with in no time, students, peers, and friends would be piling in there to buy their pranks and jokes faster than you could say Quidditch.
-My ideal place-
He ran his hands over the counters in the store. His eyes wandered up the small shelves, looking at all the products. He couldn't help but touch the register, knowing that within hours it would start to fill up. They had a killer idea, one that he personally knew would not fail. It was too good to fail. He looked over at his brother, who was wiping down the doors for like the 10th time, and smiled sinisterly. His hands reached for one of his favorite joke candies, but he put it back.
-I cannot do that to my brother after all we have been through to put this shop together-
And what a store it was. Everything looked perfect. Just the right amount of candy and the right amount of toy jokes. Things couldn't get any better. Situated in the center of Hogsmeade, sure to give Zonko's a run for their money, he couldn't be any happier. He was also excited to see his friends from school again. Some things he could never stop missing, and that was one of them.
-I guess I am not happy about everything-
As his smile faltered, he couldn't help but remember his mother. And how his mother threatened to drag him back to Hogwarts by the ears. But she had coped with their leaving rather well, all considering. -At least she didn't stop us from doing this; though she must wonder where the money came from- He smiled at the thought, remembering the faces they made when Harry placed the prize money in their hands. He wanted to laugh, but felt that it should wait until late, after their store had a successful grand opening.
-This is a dream come true. Oh how I am grateful for our luck-
He took his place behind the counter, still watching as his brother cleaned the windows and doors. He rolled his eyes and shook his head, a part of him surprised at the detail they had put into this one place, when they wouldn't even keep their rooms this neat! He drummed his fingers on the counter, trying to get his attention, but that failed. He cleared his throat a few times, but his brother refused to stop his futile cleaning efforts. He gave up finally, using his voice and breaking the once beautiful peace that had surrounded them.
"Oy George! I want to open one of these days. Think we are ready now?"
A goofy smiled appeared on George's face as he turned towards his brother, shaking his head. The same smile appeared on Fred as George reached over and unlocked the door, pushing it open to let the fresh air come in. -It really is perfection- He straightened his shirt, wanting to look presentable on their first day of business and waited for George to join him.
"It is a dream come true. Isn't it Fred?"
"You best believe it," Fred replied, his eyes fixated on the door, waiting eagerly for their first customer.