Chapter 8- Vengeance is Sweet...
"So what happened?" shouted Ron, as soon as his brothers and Lee entered the Gryffindor common room.
"Hold on, we may as well tell everyone at once." said George. Minutes later Fred, George, Lee, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and the three Gryffindor chasers, were all gathered in a corner of the Gryffindor common room, listening to Fred, George, and Lee telling the tale. When they told that Lockhart and Trelawney had actually kissed, Harry and Ron made looks of disgust. Hermione turned red, while Katie, Alicia, and Angelina said "Awwwww!". The five boys looked at them with even more pronounced faces of disgust. "Well it's cute!" insisted Alicia. Fred and George rolled their eyes and continued with the narrative. Upon hearing about their detention and major loss of points, everyone seemed disappointed, except Hermione who looked vindicated. "Serves you right!" she said. "Who's the detention with? McGonagall?"
Fred, George, and Lee looked at each other. "You know, she didn't say who our detention was with!" said George, suddenly looking horrified. The other two looked back at him, horrified as well.
"Now..." said Lockhart, grinning madly. "You are...Fred Weasley?"
"I'm George Weasley." said George, glumly.
"Ah yes- you are twins, it's.." he grinned. "kind of hard to tell you apart." he chuckled and pulled out a stack of parchment.
"Well, have a seat, Mr. Weasley." he continued. George did so. "You know, I can't BELIEVE they're calling this your detention! I mean, what could possibly be so dreadful about helping me answer my fan mail?" George stared and said nothing. "Oh now now don't worry that your little trick has made me angry at you. Not by a longshot! In fact I really would like to thank you. If not for you and your friends, Sibyll and I would never have started dating!" he smiled, a dreamy look in his eyes. "Anyway, just take these names and addresses and copy them onto the envelopes." George took the first name and address, dipped his quill in his ink bottle and started writing.
"You know.." said Lockhart. "Sibyll- I mean, Professor Trelawney to you of course, she really is the most delightful woman...she's intelligent and charming, and EVER so good at divination...of course I'm sure you know that since you're in divination class right? I'm sure you learn so much in there- she is such a delightful woman as well..." George sank lower in his seat. These are going to be the longest three hours of my LIFE...
"Come on up, dear." called Trelawney from her classroom, when she heard the sound of footsteps coming toward the rope ladder to her classroom. Fred Weasley soon appeared up the ladder.
"Ah, Mr. Weasley." said Trelawney. "I knew you'd be here any minute; my Crystal Ball was telling me so." Fred walked miserably towards her. "What we'll be doing today is tidying up my collection of crystal balls and teacups." said Trelawney. "We cannot use magic on them, it causes them to lose the power of the Inner Eye." She walked over towards a cabinet, and Fred rolled his eyes. Why did Lee Jordan just get doing lines with McGonagall? Highly unfair. Trelawney returned carrying a crystal ball under each arm, along with a cloth and a spray bottle. "Now, take this cloth and this spray bottle right here- that's right. The spray bottle is filled with a special cleaning solution I was given by Madam Pomfrey. Simply spray the crystal ball- be careful now! Don't drop it! Then wipe off the spray very carefully." Fred nodded. "And make sure you clean the entire crystal ball- wouldn't it be dreadful if you missed a spot! When you finish with those, the rest are in the cabinet along with the tea sets. Clean those all the same way." Fred sat down in an armchair at the nearest table, and got to work.
Trelawney then sat down at her table and started grading some assignments. She paused, then looked up at Fred. "I really would like to thank you, Mr. Weasley. If not for your insight into the astrological correlations between myself and Gilderoy- er- Professor Lockhart, we might never have realized that we were meant to be." Fred started to say something, but Trelaweny butted in. "You know, Gilderoy really is a charming man...well of course he has won Witch Weekly's most charming smile award FIVE TIMES..." Fred stared at his hopeless reflection in the crystal ball he was cleaning. These are going to be the longest three hours of my LIFE...