Prince (Fred) Charming

"Five minutes to show time Fred, are you worried?" asked George peeking out from behind the makeshift curtain at the scores of families that had lined up outside the door to see the show.

" Of course not! Me? Worried? Never! "

George looked at Fred's shaking hands and replied, "Right. And those hands are shaking from excitement? Sure."

Fred hid his shaky hands inside his new robes. "Of course I'm excited to... show off my new robe. The girls will be all over me. Now if my therapist would excuse me, I'm going to check on those Blast Ended Screwts."

And with that, Fred turned and quickly walked away from George and ducked into the boy's bathroom.

Fred rushed into one of the empty stalls, clutching his beating heart. He was panicking. How could he face the crowds again? Last time, he had ruined his easiest trick because he had been distracted gazing into a pretty girls eyes.

Her name was Jailey... but more about her later.

Instead of turning a hat taken from an audience member into a toad, his aim was a little off and he turned his brother, who hadn't been taken from anybody, into a troll.

Chaos erupted. The audience went fleeing from the troll, crashing into chairs and tables. Outside, screams could be heard from miles away.

Fred, realizing what he had done, quickly reversed the spell. George was lying unconscious on the floor, and when he finally came too, he lifted his head and groaned

"Freeeeeeeeeeeeeeed? So who was the dame?"

To this day, George had still not forgiven him for the incident, but he decided to give Fred a second chance.

George ran into the bathroom and stopped. Seeing Fred, he politely inquired as to how the Skrewts were doing.

"Fine, fine," confessed Fred, "I'm nervous about...the plumbing. Look at this toilet! It's positively revolting! A hazard to any wizard that dares to use it!" he ended dramatically.

George rolled his eyes, "Fine. You and the plumbers can have a lovely chat. AFTER the show. I don't mean to alarm you, but there are two wizards standing in the back with black cloaks. I couldn't see there faces, but I could tell they were up to no good. Be ready for trouble. "

Fred gulps. "Swell. I'm ready for anything"

George left the bathroom shaking his head muttering under his breath, "I hope."