Ch.3 Weasley's Wizard Wheezes
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Harry awoke the next morning to Ron shaking him awake.
"Get ready, Fred and George are leaving for work soon and they're going to take us with them." Ron said urgently. Harry rose grudgingly out of bed pulled on some jeans and a t-shirt and went down to breakfast. Ron was already there eating oatmeal, and looking like he was going to fall asleep into it at any second. Harry looked around the table several members of the order sitting around the table. Nymphadora Tonks, Mad-eye Moody and Mundungus Fletcher had all dropped in.
"W-what are you doing here?" He asked rather rudely and failing to stifle a yawn.
"Wotcher, Harry, we have to keep you under guard at all times don't we." Tonks said smiling. Tonks was a Metamophmagus, which means you can change your appearance at will. This morning she had black hair that reached to her shoulders and big purple eyes. Tonks Moody and Mundungus were all gathered around a list. Harry looked down at it; it was nothing but a list of names.
"We haven't tried the Lovegood's yet they can be a huge asset." Moody said to Tonks. Harry decided not to ask but Ron chirped.
"What ya doin'? Order stuff?"
"Yes, we are trying to find people to aid us in the war against Voldemort." Moody growled. Gesturing towards the list. Fred and George had just entered the room; Harry remembered how eager they were to join the order after they left school last year.
"Have you joined the order yet? Harry asked Fred
"Yes, but were not full time members, we have to run the shop most the time." Fred replied. George nodded in agreement.
"You guy's hurry up with breakfast, obviously we cant apparate this morning and Fred hates the floo network so were taking the knight bus. And you both know its not all reliable speed wise." George added to Fred's comment though it had nothing to do with it. Harry and Ron finished their breakfast speedily in anticipation to seeing Fred and George's shop. (Ron hadn't seen it yet) When the time came finally to leave and Harry and Ron were waiting by the door, when a small house elf wearing a long pillowcase that covered every part of her said.
"Young master Ron, masters Fred and George will be down in a moment..." she stopped when she saw Harry and said to Ron.
"Master Ron has not introduced Twinkle to his friend." This statement took Ron aback, and he said to Harry awkwardly.
"Er, Harry this is Twinkle, Twinkle this is Harry Potter." Twinkle's eyes grew huge when she heard the name and she immediately swept into a delicate curtsy that nearly tipped her over.
"Master Harry Potter sir, defeated he-who-must-not-be-named." She stated simply. Harry already knew this.
"Er, yes, Twinkle." He said rather awkwardly. It was rather odd to be told something you had known for nearly six years. Then Harry looked upon Twinkle she had blue eyes that were the size of tennis balls, and a wide friendly face, another thing that was very unusual about her was she had hair, a long black plait that reached her toes. Harry was about to comment when Fred and George came down the stairs.
"Lets go." They both said in unison. Pulling open the door and holding out their wand arms. A large violently purple triple Decker skidded to a stop with a bang outside Grimwauld place. Harry felt several people push past him, he looked and both Tonks and Mundungus were pushing their way past him. Clearing a path for Harry. Harry was sure their hands were fastened around their wands under their cloaks, to get onto the knight bus most likely to bribe the driver.
As usual the bus was full of a large array of mismatched chairs, and again as usual it was very crowded when they proceeded to the top of the bus, which was surprisingly empty they sat in seats in the back of the bus and watched the towns streak by and bang loudly every time it stopped. Then it stopped one final time and the got off. Harry's eyes immediately fell on Quality Quidditch Supplies, which was advertising a new broom. Harry's eyes swept the crowded marketplace and his eyes fell on a violently orange shop which sported in constantly exploding letters "THE WEASLEY'S WIZARD WHEEZES" Harry eyed Ron who seemed quite as surprised as Harry was at the crowded shop.
"Went a skimpy with the decorations didn't they?" Ron said to Harry in a quiet but sarcastic voice. They proceeded into the shop among a gaggle of Hogwarts students. Harry looked around the room and a grin that Harry knew must make him look possessed spread across his face. There were a huge variety of tricks that would put Zonko's out of business without trying. Over in a far corner there was a huge stack of Weasley's Whizfire Wizbangs, in another corner there was a huge array of Skiving Snackboxes, and on a toppling shelf there was another huge array of fake wands and trick candies.
"WOW!" He heard Ron say quietly behind him. Harry could indeed see why it was "wow". And finally his eyes fell on the new stuff, trick galleons, smitten love bugs "attack the person you like." even biting rings and shoes "give them to a person you hate." Harry and Ron looked at each other pulled out their moneybags and set to work.
After about ten minutes of buying anything new they could get their hands on, they left Fred and George's store with their moneybags well... empty. Ron seemed to have noticed this because he set off in the direction of Gringotts the wizard bank. They were so intent on getting there that they ran head on into their least favorite person at Hogwarts... Draco Malfoy. He was almost knocked over for a moment, then regaining his composure.
"Well, look who it is Potty and Weasel, Oh are you missing Muddy?" He drawled loudly. Harry and Ron both pulled their wands out wordlessly. Malfoy eyed them, after all Crabbe and Goyle Weren't with him. And without another word he walked off.
"Thank God he's gone, I was afraid he was going to mug us." Ron said jokingly and they set off in the direction of Gringotts Laughing loudly. When they opened the doors, a very strange sight met them. Fleur Delacour was arguing with a goblin about a huge mess of galleons on the floor judging by her insistents that. "I znot doing zat!" She didn't do it. Harry watched her and felt Ron go rigid beside him, for Ron had asked Fleur to the Yule Ball several years before, Fleur had just laughed. They walked by the loud ruckus as quietly as possible, Harry who had Ron hiding determinedly beside him, found it very hard to walk. But somehow they managed to get their money and get out before Fleur noticed them.
When they finally got outside, they found it very easy not to speak to one another, for both of them had very much on their minds. Then Fred called them when they had to go home, not a word was spoken when they got onto the knight bus. Neither when they reached Grimwauld place. Harry and Ron barely spoke when they ate dinner or when they were getting into bed. Due to this Harry had a lot more time to think, that night his dreams dwelled on veils arches and all the horrible things that had ever happened to him, then his dream changed he was the head of a crowd the voice issuing from his mouth was cold and icy condemning his godfather to death. Harry looked around the room and saw himself, Harry stared into the eyes of others their was no emotion in their eyes, he was Voldemort.
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Harry awoke the next morning to Ron shaking him awake.
"Get ready, Fred and George are leaving for work soon and they're going to take us with them." Ron said urgently. Harry rose grudgingly out of bed pulled on some jeans and a t-shirt and went down to breakfast. Ron was already there eating oatmeal, and looking like he was going to fall asleep into it at any second. Harry looked around the table several members of the order sitting around the table. Nymphadora Tonks, Mad-eye Moody and Mundungus Fletcher had all dropped in.
"W-what are you doing here?" He asked rather rudely and failing to stifle a yawn.
"Wotcher, Harry, we have to keep you under guard at all times don't we." Tonks said smiling. Tonks was a Metamophmagus, which means you can change your appearance at will. This morning she had black hair that reached to her shoulders and big purple eyes. Tonks Moody and Mundungus were all gathered around a list. Harry looked down at it; it was nothing but a list of names.
"We haven't tried the Lovegood's yet they can be a huge asset." Moody said to Tonks. Harry decided not to ask but Ron chirped.
"What ya doin'? Order stuff?"
"Yes, we are trying to find people to aid us in the war against Voldemort." Moody growled. Gesturing towards the list. Fred and George had just entered the room; Harry remembered how eager they were to join the order after they left school last year.
"Have you joined the order yet? Harry asked Fred
"Yes, but were not full time members, we have to run the shop most the time." Fred replied. George nodded in agreement.
"You guy's hurry up with breakfast, obviously we cant apparate this morning and Fred hates the floo network so were taking the knight bus. And you both know its not all reliable speed wise." George added to Fred's comment though it had nothing to do with it. Harry and Ron finished their breakfast speedily in anticipation to seeing Fred and George's shop. (Ron hadn't seen it yet) When the time came finally to leave and Harry and Ron were waiting by the door, when a small house elf wearing a long pillowcase that covered every part of her said.
"Young master Ron, masters Fred and George will be down in a moment..." she stopped when she saw Harry and said to Ron.
"Master Ron has not introduced Twinkle to his friend." This statement took Ron aback, and he said to Harry awkwardly.
"Er, Harry this is Twinkle, Twinkle this is Harry Potter." Twinkle's eyes grew huge when she heard the name and she immediately swept into a delicate curtsy that nearly tipped her over.
"Master Harry Potter sir, defeated he-who-must-not-be-named." She stated simply. Harry already knew this.
"Er, yes, Twinkle." He said rather awkwardly. It was rather odd to be told something you had known for nearly six years. Then Harry looked upon Twinkle she had blue eyes that were the size of tennis balls, and a wide friendly face, another thing that was very unusual about her was she had hair, a long black plait that reached her toes. Harry was about to comment when Fred and George came down the stairs.
"Lets go." They both said in unison. Pulling open the door and holding out their wand arms. A large violently purple triple Decker skidded to a stop with a bang outside Grimwauld place. Harry felt several people push past him, he looked and both Tonks and Mundungus were pushing their way past him. Clearing a path for Harry. Harry was sure their hands were fastened around their wands under their cloaks, to get onto the knight bus most likely to bribe the driver.
As usual the bus was full of a large array of mismatched chairs, and again as usual it was very crowded when they proceeded to the top of the bus, which was surprisingly empty they sat in seats in the back of the bus and watched the towns streak by and bang loudly every time it stopped. Then it stopped one final time and the got off. Harry's eyes immediately fell on Quality Quidditch Supplies, which was advertising a new broom. Harry's eyes swept the crowded marketplace and his eyes fell on a violently orange shop which sported in constantly exploding letters "THE WEASLEY'S WIZARD WHEEZES" Harry eyed Ron who seemed quite as surprised as Harry was at the crowded shop.
"Went a skimpy with the decorations didn't they?" Ron said to Harry in a quiet but sarcastic voice. They proceeded into the shop among a gaggle of Hogwarts students. Harry looked around the room and a grin that Harry knew must make him look possessed spread across his face. There were a huge variety of tricks that would put Zonko's out of business without trying. Over in a far corner there was a huge stack of Weasley's Whizfire Wizbangs, in another corner there was a huge array of Skiving Snackboxes, and on a toppling shelf there was another huge array of fake wands and trick candies.
"WOW!" He heard Ron say quietly behind him. Harry could indeed see why it was "wow". And finally his eyes fell on the new stuff, trick galleons, smitten love bugs "attack the person you like." even biting rings and shoes "give them to a person you hate." Harry and Ron looked at each other pulled out their moneybags and set to work.
After about ten minutes of buying anything new they could get their hands on, they left Fred and George's store with their moneybags well... empty. Ron seemed to have noticed this because he set off in the direction of Gringotts the wizard bank. They were so intent on getting there that they ran head on into their least favorite person at Hogwarts... Draco Malfoy. He was almost knocked over for a moment, then regaining his composure.
"Well, look who it is Potty and Weasel, Oh are you missing Muddy?" He drawled loudly. Harry and Ron both pulled their wands out wordlessly. Malfoy eyed them, after all Crabbe and Goyle Weren't with him. And without another word he walked off.
"Thank God he's gone, I was afraid he was going to mug us." Ron said jokingly and they set off in the direction of Gringotts Laughing loudly. When they opened the doors, a very strange sight met them. Fleur Delacour was arguing with a goblin about a huge mess of galleons on the floor judging by her insistents that. "I znot doing zat!" She didn't do it. Harry watched her and felt Ron go rigid beside him, for Ron had asked Fleur to the Yule Ball several years before, Fleur had just laughed. They walked by the loud ruckus as quietly as possible, Harry who had Ron hiding determinedly beside him, found it very hard to walk. But somehow they managed to get their money and get out before Fleur noticed them.
When they finally got outside, they found it very easy not to speak to one another, for both of them had very much on their minds. Then Fred called them when they had to go home, not a word was spoken when they got onto the knight bus. Neither when they reached Grimwauld place. Harry and Ron barely spoke when they ate dinner or when they were getting into bed. Due to this Harry had a lot more time to think, that night his dreams dwelled on veils arches and all the horrible things that had ever happened to him, then his dream changed he was the head of a crowd the voice issuing from his mouth was cold and icy condemning his godfather to death. Harry looked around the room and saw himself, Harry stared into the eyes of others their was no emotion in their eyes, he was Voldemort.
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