Fred and George ran back into their compartment and began to play the blame game

"It's your fault for firing the bloody firework." George said

"Bugger off."

Lee walked into the compartment with his luggage in tow surveying his friends he told them that the conductor was livid so they had better get rid of the fireworks

"What are we going to do?" Fred wondered

"You could just throw them outside and off the tracks." Lee suggested

"And waste all the money we spent?" Fred and George asked sounding scandalized.

"There has got to be something in here," Fred said flipping thru his spell book "Bugger, nothing."

"Try this one Fred," George said holding up Charlie's 6th year spell book " How about a sticking spell?"

"Perfect." Fred and Lee said

They performed the spell on the fireworks and stuck them on the outside of the train. The conducter came thru and checked but know fireworks were found.

"Sweet, we got of scot free." Fred laughed

"I believe that is a matter of opinion Mr.Weasley." A cold voice said from the entrance to the compartment.


Snape the Potions Master from the stories Bill and Charlie had told him. If you moved the initials around you'd get exactly what Snape was doing right now.

"Thought you could be sneaky and stick them on the train with a sticking charm did you?" Snape asked with a sneer

"Yes, sir." Lee answered

"I wasn't talking to you boy, I was talking to these Weasleys."

"How can you tell we're Weasleys?" George asked

"Your red hair, shabby robes, andknack for trouble making."
Snape said his voice cold as from what Fred thought his heart.

At the shabby robes remark Lee began to flip thru Charlie's Spell book for a jinx to use on Snape but Snape said one last thing
"I will make sure you are punished, Weasleys, and may God show mercy on you if you end up in my house." and he left.

"Bloody Bastard" Fred and George said together as the train started back up.

Lee got them out of their mood by trying to figure out how to sack/maim/make life miserable for Snape, and some of their ideas are not printable.


As for my intial joke if you don't get it I'll write it in the next chapter