Author's Note: All right, so I was reading this other story recently, and the author of that story made me realize something, that we authors do have the power to see how many people have read our stories. Do you know, that 21 people have read my story so far? Yeah I know, that's pretty cool. But then I looked at the thing that shows how many reviews I've gotten. 4. 4 lousy reviews out of 21 or so people.

We authors aren't writing stories to get no reviews for our health you know! We have a common courtesy law here on fan fic, and that is to review when we read a story! So everyone who reads this story had better leave a review because contrary to popular belief, it does make the author feel good to get a review after they have bravely put their story online for the world to see.

Think about that the next time you write a story and no one leaves you reviews…

Disclaimer: your weird. Lets boogie!

Chapter 2: -Nude Experiences.

For the past two weeks, Brook had been harassed, humiliated, and genually concerned for the Weasley's mother. And then she would realize the she and Mr. Weasley wouldn't have to see their offspring until Christmas vacation. And that's if the darling children decided to go home. So she didn't really care about Mrs. Weasley like originally thought. At least she had some peace this summer, unlike Brook. Ever since the day everyone arrived at her house, her self-control not to kill Fred and George had been put to the test.

Thankfully, she had survived unscathed.

…Almost.

Yesterday Fred and George decided to take them all to the beach as sort of a last day of summer vacation treat.

:Flashback:

"Fred, what beach did you say you were taking us to again?" Brook asked after they had passed the third beach they could have stopped at.

"Don't worry m'dear! We're just going to a nu- coughcough beach!" said George cheerfully. But Brook was getting antsy. She always felt self-conscious wearing her bathing suit, which was a bikini. And George wasn't helping. When she had come down the stairs earlier she had been complaining to K-Rae that she couldn't find her one piece, and when George saw her he said 'well thank Merlin for that!'.

Talk about blushing.

"we're here!" yelled George.

"Finally!" Brook said with relief.

"uh…" went K-Rae.

"A NUDE BEACH! COOL!" yelled Sky, and he jumped out of the car with Fred and George at his heels not wanting to be in the car when the alarm bells went off in Brook's head. Harry and Ron figured that since they were male, it would probably be in their best interest to get out of the car also.

"A nude beach…" said Brook quietly, noticing that the keys were no longer in the ignition. "Fred and George are going to DIE!". As if on queue, Fred and George yelled 'RUN!' and ran towards the beach with Brook hot on their tails.

"Come back here! You SHITE BASTARDS!" Brook yelled after them. In order to hold her off they started stripping off all their clothes and throwing them at her. When George threw the last of his clothes at her face, his boxers, she stopped dead in her tracts afraid to look. So she compensated by seizing his boxers in front of her face to block the view. When she realized that she was clutching them to her so tightly that the Jaws of Life could not pry them from her face, and knowing very well where they had been, she uttered a small 'eeep!' and tossed them aside.

BIG mistake.

"BLINDED!" Brook screamed. She almost started to cry. She didn't deserve this torture. Sure Fred and George were obviously very comfortable with their bodies, and why not? They've been beaters for their house team for nearly five years. And they were very nicely shaped…err…right.

"well 'little Fred' sure stands true to his name, wouldn't you agree, Brook?" Said K-Rae.

Oh, Merlin, save me now…

"Now wait just a minute! There is nothing little about 'little Fred'! Besides, 'little Fred' is only his Mob name. Like that big fat bloke they call 'Tiny.'" Stated Fred indignantly with his hands on his hips. K-Rae seemed to be totally unabashed at the state of their dress, or lack their of. Brook on the other hand was standing there with her hands covering her eyes, afraid to even move lest she see anything more at all.

"How can you just stand there and look at them, like there is absolutely nothing wrong with this picture?" Asked Brook, facing the direction she guessed K-Rae to be.

"It's easy, I baby sit my one year old cousin, and I see him naked all the time. There really isn't much difference between them two, and him." stated K-Rae matter-of-factly.

Brook started laughing. She couldn't help it. The situation was rather funny. She started laughing so hard that she had to hang on to K-Rae for support or else she would fall.

"What are you on about woman!" Asked Fred, his confidence diminishing rather quickly. But the only words that were comprehensible were, 'baby sit… Mob…little Fred…Tiny…'.

"The sign says that you can't get in to the beach unless you're nude." Said Harry blushing a little, but succeeding in changing the subject.

"Well" said Ron, "Lets err…get to it then."

"Wait a second!" Hermione said blushing a little herself, "What do you think your doing?"

"Well, I'm strippin' down so that I can go on the beach. What does it look like I'm doing?"

Hermione's eyes got rather large at this new piece of info, and turned on Ron.

"Oh. My. God! You're gonna grow up to become one of those male strippers, and everyone's going to start calling you some ridiculous name like BIG RED MACHINE or something!" starting to laugh herself at the thought of anyone calling Ron 'Big Red Machine'.

"Oh, right! I see how it is! I'm 'Little Fred' and he's 'Big Red Machine'"

Everyone was laughing, with the exception of Ron; Even Ginny, who was pointedly not looking at her two brothers both of whom were stark naked. Ron turned so scarlet, Brook almost felt bad for him. After a good 15 minutes of laughing at Ron's new nick name, (which they shortened to 'Big Red' or just, 'The Machine') Brook bravely looked up at George determined not to ogle at anything below chin level.

"Okay! You guys had your laughs! Lets go home." She said to him.

"What choo talking 'bout Brook? We're here for the party, and we aint leaving till they throw us out!" said George with a smile.

"No! I want to go home!"

"I thought you were complaining about wearing your bathing suit? Girl, take it off like your home alone!" said Fred

" Go stuff a cow!"

He glared at her, then said something about that kind of language not being fit for a lady. Brook told him he was more of a lady than she was and that she would talk however she damn well pleased, and that just because he was a mild-mannered jack-off who had to resort to wanking because he couldn't handle real women doesn't mean there weren't real women out there. He looked confused until Ginny put it in terms that he could understand and told him that what Brook was saying was that she was a real woman and he was only an imitation one.

"If I am an imitation women than what, may I ask, is little Fred then? A decoy?" he asked her.

"Well all things considering, he does look more like a clip on than anything else really so I wouldn't be surprised." Said K-Rae with mock curiosity.

"I reeeeeally don't like you." Said Fred, with a look of utmost disgust on his face.

"Hey, don't get so offensive! I'm just messing with you! Keep your knickers on." She said to him with her hands up like she was getting arrested.

"Yeah!" Brook said, picking up George's discarded undergarment and throwing it at him. "Both of you." When Fred didn't budge, K-Rae said,

"Look, I'm sorry ok? Here! How about we call him large Fred instead okay?" she asked tenderly. But before Fred could say anything,

"Omygawd." Said Hermione. Everyone looked in the direction that she was staring and saw a huge, like, abnormally big man…naked. He waltzing across the beach, and his entire front was beat red. Apparently, he had fallen asleep in the sun.

"What did I do, Merlin, to deserve this?" asked Brook to no one in particular.

"HEY! You people, you're not old enough to be at this beach! So…uh...get out." Said a beach patrolman.

"What do you mean we're not old enough to be here?" asked George.

"This beach is for the over fifty crowd. You can't come in." The patrolman said

The whole way home was stiff silence, so K-Rae said,

"How about we play a car game on the way home?"

"No." Said Fred.

"What do you want to do then?"

"Right now, the only thing that I'd want to do is shove a tree trunk through your skull so that you would permanently shut up"

"…That was harsh…and besides, we don't have any tree trunks on hand. Sorry."

"Well, One can only dream."

:End Flashback:

"Hey Brook, are you almost ready? Your Mum is having a nervous breakdown about being late and not being able to catch the train on time." Said Ginny coming into Brook's room with her school trunk in tow.

"What? Oh! Yeah! Right, I'm just getting some books together and then I'll be ready. Can you go get Hermione for me? I need to…err…ask her something."

"Alright, what are you three on about?"

"What do you mean?" asked Brook, tentatively.

"The whole time that we've been here, you guys have been going off secretly together, or talking in whispers. And when we went to Flourish and Blotts the other day, I caught you looking at, well, questionable material. And you didn't even let me see!" said Ginny a little indignantly at the end.

"Look, Ginny." Said Brook, coming around her own trunk to pat Ginny like a little girl on the head. "If it were up to me I'd tell you. I really would, but I can't. Sorry. Would you mind going and getting Hermione for me now?"

"Ugh. Fine." Ginny said rolling her eyes. "but I swear, if you pat me on the head like that one more time I'll bat bogey your ass so fast you won't even know what hit you." And as she turned away, she flicked her hair. Then stomped off to find Hermione.

"Well!" said Brook, turning away from her door once more to engross herself in finding a place for the 'books' In her trunk." About five minutes later, Hermione came into the room and shut the door fast, as if something were chasing her.

"Whats wrong with you?" Brook asked her.

"Ginny has been harassing me ever since she came to get me. Asking me questions up the Wahoo!"

"yeah, she was asking me a lot of questions too." Nodded Brook. "Anyways, I was wondering if you could fit any of these books in your bag, because, although they are very important to me, and their tips are very essential, they wont fit in mine."

"Yeah, I'm sure I can squeeze some of them in my bag." She said. And taking 'how to flirt for dummies', 'A users guide to guys', and 'Firemen. Yes, they are sexy', walked out the door. Brook closed her trunk and heard yelling outside her room. She opened her door to investigate.

"Ginny! Put it down! No! give it back!" Hermione was saying.

Brook stepped out into the hall and saw Ginny holding 'Firemen. Yes, they are sexy'. She lowered the book and pointed an acousitory finger at Hermione.

"So this is why you spend so much time in the library! I want in!"

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