Chapter 2- Permanent Sticking Charms

Sorry that this chapter is so short, but I can´t write what´s coming up in this chapter. I just HAVE TO divide this in two chapters. I promise the next one is going to be way longer.

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George woke up earlier the next day. He had twisted and turned the whole night through. His mouth opened widely and let out a yawn that was loud enough to wake up Fred (which was nearly impossible...). With his eyes still shut, George jumped out of the bed, but was surprised to find himself on the floor.

"What the..." he said and turned around to see the reason why his bed was so much bigger than usual. He soon realized his bed wasn´t his bed, it was the couch in the living-room.

"Bloody hell! Gred!" he shouted and waited until he heard a vague "Hm." from upstairs. "How much Fire-whiskey did I drink last night?" He asked analyzing himself throughly. He couldn´t find any bruises or broken bones, though he was convinced he had been involved in a fight the night before.

"What are you talking about?" Fred replied rather confused. Was George tried to trick him, just as he did so many times before?

"Well, I can´t remember anything that happened after I showed that boy, Theodore Nott, I think, our newest inventions." George answered trying hard to remember the events after that.

"It´s probably the hard work, Forge! We´ve had too much work to do these past few days. I think we should take a day off. " Fred said getting pretty worried about George.

"Anyway, could you tell me what happened last night?" George asked his brother ignoring the advices of the carpet ("If your shoes are clean, so is your mind!").

His twin did as he demanded and soon they were laughing together about George who had to sleep on the couch because Fred put a (IM)Permanent Sticking Charm on the swamp in George´s bedroom, which meant that he was going to sleep on the couch for another week.

"Erm... I suppose you´ll need it today!" Fred handed back George his wand.

The twins headed for the kitchen.

"Bloody hell!" George said with a look at his watch after they had breakfast.

"Dumbledore will kill us!" Fred realized what George meant. He ran out of the kitchen right after George, who was still holding a piece of toast in his hand.

Fred and George apparated in front of Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place in London. When no one could be seen on the street anymore, they entered the old house leaving crumbles in front of the door.

Within a second, the wind slammed the door with a deafening sound, but what came after that was ten times worse. The portrait of Sirius Black´s mother started screaming again and now that Sirius was gone, no one was able to stop it. Fred wondered what Permanent Sticking Charm SHE used on the portrait, that not even Dumbledore could take it down.

"Merlin, that woman drives me crazy!" the twins heard their mother muttering. They jumped towards her and kissed her on both cheeks.

After getting over the shock, Mrs. Weasley pulled them into the Meeting Room.

"Ah, there they are. They´re late! A penalization would be advised at the moment!" Fred and George heard Snape snapping at Dumbledore, who didn´t even bother reacting on Snape´s remark. Nor did the twins. After two months of being in the Order, they gradually got used to Snape, who they called Severus now that he wasn´t their teacher anymore. He didn´t seem to enjoy it, but couldn´t do anything against it, to the great pleasure of the most members who disliked Snape´s attitude towards everything.

"We´re sorry Professor Dumbledore, SEVERUS!" Fred said hardly able to conceal a grin. "We had a little... problem."

"Don´t worry, boys! We were just about to introduce you to our new member, who most of you will undoubtedly know." Dumbledore said pointing his finger at 6 young persons sitting at the table and smiling. George fainted at the sight of the new members.