Since you guys only review when I say something up here, I'll say it again. I really love reviews. They make me want to write more.
DISGRACE TO THE RACE OF TWIN
"Well go on," prodded Fred, "Ask her! If you don't do it then I'll ask her for you."
"I'm getting to it!" George replied, "Right. I'll do it after dinner."
"You yellow chicken!" Fred laughed. "You'll do it now ad I mean now or I might do something drastic! Cough announce it to the whole school Cough"
"You wouldn't dare!"
"Just DO it!"
"Alright, alright, I'm going…" George stood up, but automatically sat back down. "I can't do it."
"Ahhh!" Fred yelled, clearly annoyed, "Since when has George Weasley, TWIN to Fred Weasley ever not been able to do something?"
"I don't know what it is!" George exclaimed, "My feet just won't support me!"
"Then shout it from here."
"I…I can't." George stuttered, "My voice won't work."
Fred shook his head in disappointment.
"You're a disgrace to the race of twin."
"Hey! Just because it takes me a bit to get up the courage to ask a girl to the Ball doesn't mean I'm an outcast! I mean look at Harry and Ron!"
The twins glanced over at Harry and Ron sitting by the fireplace, and noticed everyone making a wide berth around them.
"Right; I'm on my way."
George stood up and walked straight over to where Hermione was sitting, just a little separate from the other boys.
"Hey Hermione. I just figured… You know how no one can really control me but you? …Well do you want to go to the Yule Ball with me?"
"Oh, I'm sorry George, but I was already asked."
"Crud." George cursed, "Righto… See you around!"
