Fred Weasley was falling asleep fast. The food that he had in his hand fell and snores drowned the clatter.
A sinister tune filled the air. The dirty smell of the fairground filled his nostrils and he made to cover his nose but couldn't. He tried to speak but could not, he tried to walk the other way but his feet carried him toward a circus tent.
"NO!" he tried to scream.
He sat down in the front row of the seats. As the performers started clowns came out from all directions.
" A volunteer from the audience, please!" shouted the ring master
A bright spot light was searching through the crowd and stopped on who him.
"Come down!"
He stood up from his seat and walked onto the dirt floor. Two clowns came up behind him and took him by the upper arms. As they got to the middle of the stage a little toy car came into view. A clown stepped out and pushed him into the car. He turned his head to see the clown in the car look at him. The clown had tears coming down his face and was leaning toward him. As the clown leaned in more he could see the features of Harry Potter in a costume. One inch…two centimeters…one-centimeter…kiss.
" Ahhhh!" screamed Fred as he woke up from his nightmare. He heard the voice of his twin scream just as he did.
" What in the bloody hell was that all about?" asked George
" Harry…clown…tears…car…kiss…"
" Forget it I don't want to know!"
As George left the room Fred looked down at the floor where his food had splattered.
" Damn I've got to stop eating muggle-food before I take a nap!" said Fred looking at the tofu on the floor. Fred got up and started cursing clowns at the top of his lungs.