Playful Banter
"We're hot." Fred Weasley stated, sitting boredly on the couch in the Gryffindor Common Room next to his twin brother.
"And we know it." George finished, yawning.
"But, I'm afraid I'm hotter than you, Georgie." Fred said, trying to break it to his brother gently.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Go check your thermometer, twin, because I think you're wrong." Fred made a face, but got up and ran into his dorm room, running out with two thermometers.
"Tongue, please?" he asked, and George obediently stuck his tongue out so Fred could stick the thermometer underneath. After doing that he stuck the other thermometer under his own tongue. After waiting a minute, George pulled his out.
"97.8 degrees Fahrenheit." He called, hoping that his would be higher.
"98.5 degrees Fahrenheit." Fred replied happily.
"Shove it."George mumbled, just loud enough to reach Fred's ears.
"Where?" Fred asked, innocently.
"Anywhere that'll shut you up." George snapped back.
"Oh, come on. It's not my fault I got the sex appeal."Fred laughed, sitting back down next to his brother.
"As in you appeal to raging hyenas?"
"Aww, that was low, Georgie. Even for you! The fan club might laugh a lot, and they may trample everyone in sight to get to me, but you don't need to call them raging hyenas." a group of younger girls nearby giggled at this, sidestepping a first year to see Fred better.
"Shove it, Fred."
"Yet again, where?"
"Up your arse."
"That might hurt."
"You'll get over it."
"What in the hell are they doing, Angie?" Alicia whispered to Angelina Johnson.
"Playful banter is what they call it. So they keep sharp with their comebacks when they really need them." Angelina replied. The two girls were sitting nearby, listening to their boyfriends.
"Right Leesh?" George asked.
"Um...of course George, dear." Alicia replied, having not really heard what George had said.
"Told you." George replied.
"She didn't even hear you, you twat." Fred rolled his eyes. George sighed.
"Don't I kiss better than Fred, Ali?" George asked again.
"Fred's a pretty damned good kisser, George." she laughed.
"What?" George asked, apparently not knowing how his girlfriend knew how well his brother kissed.
"Um, oops." she laughed nervously. Fred shot her a 'would-you-shut-the-hell-up-already' look while George and Angelina both shot Alicia 'what-the-hell-are-you-talking-about' looks.
"And when did this happen?" Angelina demanded, looking at her best friend and then her boyfriend.
"Last month." Alicia replied, quietly.
"WHAT?" Angelina exploded.
"Look, Angel, I was drunk and Ali thought I was George. It was harmless and we both agreed not to talk about it." Fred quickly explained.
"You thought Fred was me?" George asked.
"Yeah..." Alicia replied, guiltily.
"If she thought you were me, then how are you hotter than me, Freddie?" George asked.
"I...err...I dunno." Fred replied.
"Well, then, I guess I'm smarter than you. It's because we have the same hotness level, twin."
"Shove it." Fred replied.
"Where?" George asked, innocently.
A/N: I think it sounded better in my head last night when I thought of it. shrug But, here ya go. A one-shot, haha. Hope you liked!
I've got my new computer, so I should be updating Angie and The Prat and Knight In Shining Armor Soon.
