Fred and George managed to get there (USE YOUR IMAGINATIONS!) and stuff Draco Malfoy with a fever fudge. A fever fudge is a candy, if you eat one side, you have big red bruises on your forehead. The other side will make it all go away.
Chapter Three
George nodded hastily, and the pair flew down the halls and up the stairs, leaving behind some incredulous looks and a rather suspicious Mrs. Weasley. Fred burst into the master bedroom, closely followed by an anxious George.
"NOOO!" cried the twins.
They ran forward and wrestled with a raving Buckbeak, who was flapping his great wings madly at a swarm of doxies.
"Stop, Buckbeak, stop!" said George to no effect. The twins had both forgotten the wary way of greeting hippogriffs, and so Buckbeak did not listen to them at all. Several doxies fell to the dirty floor, clearly unconscious.
Buckbeak continued to beat at the doxies amid to Fred and George's yells of protest.
"It took us forever to hide these things!"
We needed them! Oy, you stupid bird..."said Fred as he pulled out his wand.
At that very moment, several things happened. Buckbeak, upon hearing Fred's casual insult, smacked him with this wing. Fred swore loudly, and a strange hex shot out of his wand, knocking out a few more doxies.
As this happened, Ginny Weasley stormed into the bedroom, her eyes popping out at what she saw.
"You idiots, you don't know anything, do you? How do you expect to get anywhere with Buckbeak without doing what Hagrid always says?" Ginny walked toward the furious hippogriff and bowed cautiously.
Buckbeak instantly warmed up to Ginny, who was now staring at the doxies flying here and there, and those that lay on the floor. "Mum's not gonna be too happy. Better put it away before she trashes it."
George magically gathered the doxies and threw them back into the bucket. He stared sadly at the wasted doxy-venom and the unconscious doxies.
"We paid Dung extra for this..."
"We'd better go down; Mum will be raving if she finds out what happened," said Fred, looking equally depressed at this loss.
Back downstairs, the members of the Order could be heard discussing many things, but upon Ginny and the twins' arrival, they fell silent. Harry and Ron looked at each other, and turned away, choking down laughter. Mrs. Weasley advanced towards Fred and George, who could clearly sense trouble. The others simply looked away; many honestly could not blame Fred and George for their work. In fact, had it not been for those Fever Fudges, Snape and Percy could have never escaped.
"Well, boys? Did you fix what happened up there Fred?" Mrs. Weasley said. It was clear that she did not expect an answer.
"Gee Mum, you'd think you would know your own sons after 18 years! I'm George!"
"Sorry George," Mrs. Weasley said, looking flustered. But that flustered look was soon replaced by a very stern look. The twins had no time to wonder how their mother instantly knew that they were at fault, because in the next second, she was yelling and raving at them, quickly joined by Sirius's (White) mother's screeches.*
"Did I hear you say that Sirius, the bloody traitor, was back?" Sirius' mother screeched.
"Keep your forked tongue silent! I have not passed through Alaska to battle words with a witless worm," snapped Sirius.
"You are a bloody traitor! Get the hell out of my house with your filthy Mudbloods!"*
Seething, Sirius cast a silencing charm on the picture, which continued thrashing on the wall.
Sirius shook his head at the picture, fully annoyed and disgusted, but Hermione halted him.
"Wait.... you said she supported the ....um...Voldemort....maybe she might have some information, however old?
Sirius snorted, "Sure, maybe if you could get her to shut up long enough." He shook his head. "Unlikely."
Hermione shrugged, but didn't forget about the idea.
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Lucius Malfoy was currently finding out he hard way that the Dark Lord did not take kindly to failure. His body racked by tremors from repeated use of the Cruciatus Curse, he continued to prostrate himself at his master's feet.
"Never again, master...no, no...of course, my Lord, I was wrong...I will try again my Lord..." his voice was choked off by a sob as the Dark Lord used a severing charm on Malfoy's left ear, even though that particular charm was never meant for living flesh.
The Dark Lord did not tolerate failure-he never had. First mistake: you got a warning, and pain, lots of it. Second mistake: Voldemort takes an ear. Third and final mistake: he takes the other one with everything attached.
And Lucius Malfoy had failed the Dark Lord a second time. His task was to catch ad kill the traitor Snape, and he had one chance left.
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Speaking of Snape, the man himself was currently at Grimmauld Place, his trademark sneer in place as always.
"You expect me to what Albus?" he asked, as if he didn't actually believe the words coming out of the Headmaster's mouth.
"You heard me Severus," replied Dumbledore, his face straight (although a twinkle in his eye belied him). "You are to watch Harry and Hermione for the rest of the summer, as the rest of the Order members have tasks to do and yes, that includes the Weasleys -before you ask. And speaking of which, young Ronald and Virginia will be joining the party." His twinkle was now firmly in place. Oh how Snape wanted to slap it off the Headmaster's face at the moment.
"I have to baby-sit the little brats all summer long?!" he thundered.
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He wasn't the only one who disliked the idea. Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny were all seated in the dining room minutes later, having been called in by the Headmaster. They were currently looking at him as if he had completely lost it –as if he had just said President Bush was a good leader, for example.
"We have to deal with him ALL SUMMER?!" they cried in anguish.*
Dumbledore looked from each person and burst out laughing. "Gandalf's Fool's Day!" he said choking with laughter. "I believe muggles call it 'April Fool's Day' where it's earlier."
Harry sighed with relief.
"Have you checked the time?" Dumbledore chuckled. "It's a week before September 1st, Hogwarts is supposed to start!" Dumbledore continued to laugh on.
"It's not that funny Professor," said Hermione.
"The look on your face!" said Dumbledore merrily, "I haven't participated in Gandalf's Fool's Day since the American president Clinton chased me half across the country for telling him about George W. Bush."
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all laughed.
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