A/N Thanx to everyone who has reviewed…. Wish there were more of you.. ahh well heres the next chapter. Hope everybody likes it.
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Chapter 4: Meeting a Weasley
Chris and Sarah stared with wide eyes at Hogsmead. Their first reaction was one of wonder, as they took in the unusual garb of the wholly magical village, and then burning curiosity. They walked slowly down the street, conscious of the looks they were getting.
"You'd think that we were dangerous animals or something, the way they're staring at us," whispered Sarah.
"Well I guess they can tell we're not really entirely normal. I mean we're both American, which has got to be a strange sight. Plus, you and I are probably the only two nonmagical things in a square mile." Chris muttered back.
They continued down the street until one building caught their eyes. It appeared newly built, and bore the name Weasley Wizard Wheezes. In the display window they saw several ordinary items with crazy names like "Canary Cremes" and "Ton Tounge Toffees". Chris caught Sarah's eye and grinned. He slowly walked in and waited for her.
"Oh dear." Sarah sighed. She could sense that her brother was up to no good again.
She hurried in after him. "Sarah, do you remember the time we gave that farting candy to our uncle?"
Sarah's face oddly contorted, caught between a grin and a scowl, "Yeah, and do you remember how he also just happened to have a flight that night…" They both grinned. Their uncle, a pilot, had been caught in the cockpit of the airplane when the candy took action.
They laughed outright at that. Their laughter drew a man in wizarding robes. "Can I help you? Are you the couple that ordered the box of Rioting Rhino Beatle chocolates?"
They took stock of this stranger, with his bright orange hair and freckled face. He had a wicked gleam in his eye that said only too well that he used many of his own products.
"No sir, we're just looking around." Chris said as he moved to shake the young man's hand. "I'm Chris Brockett and this is-"
"Actually," Sarah butted in, " you're just the person we've been looking for. We're from America and we jus-"
"As I was saying," Chris put in forcefully, " this is my sister Sarah. She gets a little overenthusiastic when it comes to practical jokes, so right now she's going bonkers."
"Gee, thanks," Sarah said dryly while the man chuckled lightly.
"So you're from America?"
"Yep! And now we're going to Hogwarts, did you go there? What's it like? Are the teachers nice? Do you think I'll have fun?" Sarah asked.
Chris rolled his eyes at the man, the man shrugged, "You would get along nicely with Ginny! She seems just as energetic as you sometimes.
"Ginny? Who's she?" Sarah asked, smiling.
"Ginny is my younger sister, I'm George. George Weasley."
"Weasly, hmmm, I remember that name somewhere," Chris broke off. He could swear he had heard it somewhere… where?
Sarah looked strangely at Chris. She remembered perfectly well were she had heard the name, Weasley. Percy Weasley, in fact. But when the name was mentioned, Chris was unconscious. When the name was spoken by Dumbledore, it was after the wizards had attacked them, after Chris had…murdered the man. He had woken up, not remembering anything since before he had passed out. Could it be he unconsciously remembered what happened? Sarah hoped to god not.
She interrupted Chris's contemplations, "I think you're imagining things, Chris," She turned to the Weasley, "So what kinda stuff do ya got in here?"
George grinned, "Thought you'd never ask. I'll bring out some of our newer samples, they are genius, if I do say so myself." The man whisked away behind a long row of shelves.
Chris turned to Sarah and whispered, "I don't think he realized that were not magical."
"Should we tell him?" Sarah inquired. "It would be the nice thing to do, y'know.
"Alright, we'll tell him… or we could show him! I bet he takes practical jokes pretty well, don't you think?"
"Hehehe, OK."
'May I help you?" inquired a voice from behind the two teenagers.
The siblings turned, only to find George Weasely behind them. "Woah. That was cool," said Sarah. Somehow, he had crept around them. "How did you do that?" she asked.
"Do what?" asked George, looking confused.
"Get behind us after goin behind those shelves… duh. We were just talking to you, George ." Said Chris in a strange voice.
George smirked and said, "I'm Fred, Georges twin. He didn't tell you did he? Never mind, that's a dumb question." As Fred was talking, he kept giving them strange looks. "Hold on a sec… are you Muggles?"
Chris stared at Sarah as he said "I think so… maybe. We aren't magical if that's what you mean. But we can… do stuff. That's why we're going to Hogwarts instead of that school in Salem."
Sarah added " Yeah Dumbledore said something about us being important to someone named … ummmmm… I don't remember…"
"I think it was Moldymort, Sarah. Or something like that." Chris chipped in.
Fred paled a little and said in a quiet voice " I think you mean…. Voldemort."
"Yeah that was it! Voldemort!"
"Shhhh, don't talk about it if you don't have to! Anyway, what wxactly do you mean by being able to do stuff?"
Chris said " Well, I can show you I guess. But Dumbledore said not to spread it around the other students for a while. Can you keep it a little bit of a secret?"
"Sure. I'm part of the Order, so if Dumbledore decides that it should be a secret, I can't tell anyone."
Not sure what the "Order" was, Chris shrugged and said "OK". He then narrowed his eyes and began breathing deeply. Suddenly Fred felt himself being lifted off the ground. He flailed a little until he realized that no movement would affect his balance. "Wicked! What are you doing?"
Chris opened his eyes and Fred fell, landing on his feet. "I can do things with my mind. I guess there isn't really a name for it, but I call it telekinesis. I read it in a book."
Fred just sat there, digesting the information. He then turned to Sarah "And what can you do? The same?"
"No, I can affect the weather. Water mostly." As she said this, she had been pulling vapor from the air and formed a sphere of water in the air. She held it in her hand and suddenly threw it at Chris, who was looking the other way. It hit him on the back of the head and drenched him. "Christ, Sarah! I hate it when you do that!" He narrowed his eyes and Sarah gasped as she was tickled from every direction at once.
"Ahahahahahah! Chris hehe cut it out! HEhahahaha." She cast her arm out at him and suddenly the water covering him froze, causing him to freeze in turn. Chris concentrated harder and the ice shattered, spraying the surrounding area with shards.
"AHHHH What are you doing to my store?" George, the previously missing brother, rushed back into the front of the store.
Chris and Sarah both wheeled around to face him, looking guilty. "Ummmm nothing. Sibling love. Y'know." Sarah mumbled as Fred collapsed with laughter.
