Thoughts of a Weasley Twin
Writa: Yay! 5 whole reviews! Thankyou, Arigato, Merci…coughcough you guys get the idea.
Thank you to Avanell, threepastmidnight, Pauly-85, an LDS dazed and confused and last but not least to Elbareth-Gilthoniel. You guys are the best!
In part two the identity of the twin is revealed so that should answer Elbareth and 12:03's question. P.S I don't mean to offend with that I am just a lazy typist.
Enjoy.
Whoever said crying makes you feel better was either lying or delusional. He didn't feel any better, to the contrary now he feels a lot worse. Pounding headache, gritty eyes and a sore throat. Of course that could just be the after effects of consuming way too much Fire-whiskey in one sitting.
Time for one of those foul smelling, foul tasting, wonderfully effective potions of his. Thank Merlin for Professor Hecate's Extra-Strength Hangover Cure. A bottle of which is kept in every young wizards kitchen cupboard.
In The Kitchen
"Greetings, twin of mine. So glad you decided to join the land of the alive and sober." Fred grinned offering a cup of Professor Hecate's Extra-Strength Hangover Cure. "Even if you do look like death warmed up."
He was torn between thanking Fred for the potion or throttling him for being so bloody cheerful. He chose the third option, opting to gulp down the thick green liquid as quickly as possible. Yuck, this stuff tasted worse every time he drank it.
"Feeling human yet?"
He glared a Fred menacingly
"Guess not."
George glared at his brother for a little longer, but he couldn't stay mad at Fred. His symptoms were disappearing and he felt much better toward the world as a whole.
All his symptoms were gone, except of course for the heavy weight in his chest. Guess that one wasn't Fire-whiskey induced after all.
"Well my head has stopped hurting."
"How 'bout your heart? Did the Fire-whiskey numb you enough that you can't feel that anymore?"
"What?" When the Heck had Fred gotten so bloody damn perceptive?
"As if I didn't have enough clues to figure it out already. You looked about ready to hex Harry where he stood drunken and wavering when he let on his plan about asking Hermione out."
He thought he had hidden it pretty well. Not well enough apparently. No use denying the truth now, he'd been found out.
"Was I that obvious?"
"I'm your brother, your twin, and there isn't much about you that escapes my notice. Don't reckon any one else is on to you except maybe Ginny, she has always been too cluey for our own good."
So Fred knows and possibly Ginny, not of the good. Fred will keep his lip zipped, but Ginny? She and Hermione are as close as sisters, meaning they probably tell each other everything, just like Fred and me do, well most of the time.
Just wonderful.
The word of the day is crazy, meaning insane and describing the author rather well.
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Au revoir.