Chapter 16: Refreshing Dip

The rest of the year was a blur; we kept going to Zonko's every weekend. Mostly to help out, we had already learned a lot of tricks and stuff; soon we began teaching him. As exams drew near though, we said goodbye to Nick. Although we may seem like a pair of "irresponsible hooligans", like our dear friend Filch would say, we actually did care for our schoolwork... we just weren't as obsessive as Percy.

You know, I've been thinking of sending that git to therapy

I know... last night, I caught him organizing his sock drawer; left socks on the left and right socks on the right... he was also color coordinating

Whoah...

I know... scary huh?

There are left socks and right socks???

I suppose so... yes

When did this happen?!?!?

...how should I know?

Wow... you really DO learn something new everyday

"Gah! No more cramming please!!!" George threw all his notes in the air "I can't take it anymore!!!"

"I'm with him" Lee agreed, dropping down his quill.

"If I read another word about stupid bloody goblin wars I will explode!"

"So what do we do now?" Fred asked looking up from a year's worth of potion notes.

"It's pretty hot..." George looked longingly outside.

"Oi! Let's take a swim!" Lee suggested.

"In the lake?" Fred looked outside.

"Sure! Where else?" Lee looked outside too.

"Ok sure, I'm for it"

Fred dumped his books into his bag and swung it over his shoulder. The boys hastily did the same and headed off to Gryffindor Tower to change into their swim trunks.

The day was sunny and warm, a light zephyr was blowing gently across the fields and the water in the lake was rippling softly. There was a peaceful silence... broken suddenly by three male screams.

"CANNON BALL!!!!!!" The three of them jumped from a running start splashing loudly.

Everybody looked around to find the source of the loud yelling. Soon enough, more people came splashing in the water. It felt nice and cool on such a hot day, especially after studying so much.

"Oi! Fred, George!" Lee called from across a small crowd "John and Mike are doing a belly-flop contest! You guys in?"

"Sure!" They swam towards the small crowd; someone had conjured a small floating platform.

"Sonorus!" Lee pointed at his throat and made his voice boom over the noisy students. "All right! We are having a belly-flop contest! You guys get to pick the best belly-flop!"

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A few hours later, after much shouting, whistling, splashing and such, John Levine won the contest. All contestants sported large circular burn marks atop their chest and abdomen. The water began getting cold, and the giant squid started to swim about, so students decided to leave and continue studying after the much-deserved rest.

Fred and George dried off and threw their school robes over their damp blue trunks. As they walked towards Gryffindor castle, they ran into an alarmed Percy.

"Where were you two!?" Percy asked panting.

"Down by the lake" They both answered.

"Ron's in the hospital wing!"

"Why?"

"It seems as though he and his friends wandered off into the third floor corridor" Percy started leading them to the Hospital Wing.

"Wicked" George smiled.

"No, not 'wicked', Dumbledore was hiding the sorcerer's stone there"

"The what?" Fred asked.

"The thing is" he ignored him "that Ron, Hermy-whatssiname, and Harry went in to save it from Snape..."

"I knew he was evil!" George said triumphantly

"No! Snape wasn't trying to steal it! He was trying to protect it!"

"WHAT?" They both goggled at their brother as if he were insane.

"Anyways... turns out You-Know-Who had possessed Professor Quirrel and well... if it weren't for them, even though they broke just about every school rule there is to break, You-Know-Who would have risen to power again!"

They both stared at Percy.

"And well... Harry somehow managed to burn Professor Quirrel alive and now Ron and that Potter kid are both unconscious in the Hospital Wing" Percy opened the door to the Hospital Wing.

"How are they?" The trio of redheads asked at the same time.

"Potter is out like a light, but Ron is now awak-

"Can we see him?" once again all together.

"He needs his rest!"

"Just for a few minutes!" Percy interjected.

"All right! Five minutes!" With this she walked away.

"Hey Ron" Percy greeted his little brother, whom had a few bandages on his face.

"Spill!" George sat down at the foot of his bed.

"Yeah what happened?"

"Did they kill Quirrel?"

"Is Snape dead?" They both asked eagerly.

"Fred! George! Please! Let him breathe!" Percy scolded.

Ron sat there looking confused, he sighed.

"Well... there was this HUGE three headed dog! Called Fluffy! Hagrid trained it and then there was this killer plant called the devil's snare! It nearly strangled us, but Hermione burned it, then we found a room with flying keys and after that there was this HUGE chessboard with giant pieces! We had to play to get through! I was a knight and we were almost checkmated but then I sacrificed myself to let Hermione and Harry through! The Queen smashed my Piece while I was on it, then a rock hit me over the head and then I woke up here..." he took a deep breath.

"Ron?" Hermione poke her head into the crowded infirmary. "Oh Ron you're ok! I was so worried!" she came running and hugged him.

"Ow! Hermione! My back! Argh!"

"Sorry" she let go.

"Weasleys OUT!" Madame Promfey grabbed them by the collarbone " Ron needs rest!" she pushed them out of the infirmary.

Percy huffed "that was rude" and left with an indignant stride.

And that was the end of our third year

Pretty good year too

We won the Quidditch Cup

As well as the House Cup

Our brother knocked out a Troll

And helped save the wizarding world...

How come OUR first year wasn't like that?

It's not fair I'm telling you...

Well... that's all for now

A/N- I feel so accomplished! For those of you asking, I am a girl, fifteen year old girl to be exact (though I will be turning 16 pretty soon)