Part Four
"What took you so long?" asked George as Harriet and Fred took of the cloak.
"We took a little detour," said Fred, looking over at Harriet. "Ok let's show her what we got."
"Right," said George picking up a suitcase. They were on the edge of the Dark Forest, just out of sight of Hagrid's hut. "Now what we have in this case is top secret. You must swear on your life that what you see here tonight will not be repeated to anyone."
"Swear on my life? That's not going to convince me to do anything," said Harriet.
"Plus there's a Welt Curse on this agreement so if you do tell you'll wake up in red, blistering welts every morning," said Fred, fiddling with his sling.
"Oh. Well. That's better.
"Thought so," said George as he opened the suitcase. "Here take this." He handed Harriet a gold Galleon.
"What's this for?"
"Why, it's our new line of products of course! Ghost Galleons. You can buy tons and then give them to your friends. They'll put them in their pockets and then when they want to buy something the coins will disappear. Of course, a few minutes later they'll come back and the whole process starts over again!"
Harriet looked at the coin.
"How'd you do that?"
"Leprechaun gold," said Fred looking thoroughly pleased with himself. "But we added a simple re-appearing spell to them."
"Another plus," said George. "is that no one will be able to return them. We made the spell to work so that if anyone did ever want to return them they wouldn't be able to find them."
"We've also made some in muggle money. Phantom Pounds, and for our international brethren, Disappearing Dollars. Perfect for the young witch or wizard with muggle parents or relatives."
"The perfect birthday or holiday gift," said George. "At least that's what we're putting in the adverts."
"So what do you think?" asked Fred eagerly.
"They're brilliant," said Harriet, turning the coin over in her hand.
"We thought you'd think so."
"And because we appreciate your opinion-"
"We're going to give you a sack of Ghost Galleons-"
"Free of charge."
The twins said this last line together, Fred holding out a bag with a handful of coins in it.
"W-woah!" Harriet stuttered. "Thanks!" She took the bag gratefully.
"We expect you to use them well," said George.
"Oh and Ron doesn't know about these so if you, ah, want to give him some loose change?" Fred flipped a galleon toward Harriet. She caught it and Fred gave her a wink.
"Well, um, I better be going, it's getting late. Thanks again guys."
And she turned and left, the invisibility cloak slung over her shoulder, bag of Ghost Galleons jingling along as she walked.
Fred watched her as she walked toward the castle. It was only until George interrupted that he realized what he was doing.
"Love sick, dear brother?" he said.
"Possibly," replied Fred.
"She's only seventeen you know. And your-"
"Nineteen, I know. Age is only a number my friend."
"You watch too much muggle television," said George, playfully punching him on the arm. They stared out into the darkness for a few more minutes.
"Shall we go, Gred?"
"Shall we will, Forge."
Fred picked up the suitcase of Ghost Galleons, and with one last look at the castle, followed his brother toward the lights of Hogsmeade.
Ha, not much of a cliff hanger, I know, but still it will be interesting to find out what will happen, no? Right? Oh well fine if you wanna be that way.....R/R!!
