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"And it just so happens to involve a certain slimy used-to-be-Slytherin..." George finished, also leaning in closer.
"Snape?" I asked, They both quickly shushed me, and looked around as if there would be spies listening in. They nodded their heads, identical smiles on their faces. Fred's was more of a lopsided grin, though.
I wonder if Neville smiles like that... I thought as the twins explained their master plan to me.
RPOV
I walked into the Great Hall, my text books almost spilling out of my arms. The smell of breakfast foods wafted up to me like an old friend, before slapping me and filling my senses. I sighed and quickened my steps, trying to get to my spot before the books tumbled from my arms.
"Oi, Black! Come sit with us!" A semi-familiar voice yelled to me, and it was such an odd thing to hear that I gasped and dropped my books everywhere.
Literally, everywhere. I blushed scarlet and looked up to where the voice had come from to see George-at least think it was George- waving me over with a big smile on his face. I rolled my eyes and began picking up my books.
"Hey." I said, sitting my books down on the table.
"'Morning!" George said cheerfully. Fred gave me a nod and continued to eat his breakfast like he hadn't seen any in weeks.
"Did you really have to make me drop all my books?" I asked, grabbing some food and putting it on my plate.
"Sorry 'bout that, but that was mostly your fault for being a klutz." George said. I rolled my eyes and popped a grape into my mouth.
"Oi, George. I think Ickle Ronnykins woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning." Fred said. George and I turned, searching the table for their youngest brother. I finally spotted him, and chocked back my laughter. It looked like he had eaten a very sour lemon and was just a little constipated.
"Yeah... Wonder what happened to him?" George said. I pursed my lips to the side.
"That one's my fault, Ronald has a strong hatred towards me." I said, looking down at my plate-suddenly embarrassed, Merlin knows why.
"What do you mean?" The shorter of the two-Fred- asked, confusion scrawled across his freckled face.
"I'm guessing it's mostly because he is friends with Harry, and my Dad... You know..." I trailed off. They both made sounds of understanding.
"Oh well, he's always kind of been a party pooper." George said before stuffing some toast into his mouth. I smirked.
"And you wonder why you're single." I stated, causing Fred to snort, which in turn caused pumpkin juice to shoot out of his nose. I laughed loudly and started chocking on a piece of bagel.
"Serves you two right, laughing and making fun of me like that." George said while faking hurt.
By now we had captured the attention of a little under half the hall- probably because of my laughter.
"That was bloody hilarious!" Fred chocked out, juice still dripping down his chin.
"It really wasn't that funny." I said, shrugging, "You've got a little something..." I pointed to my chin and trailed off. He grabbed a napkin and wiped his face.
"Yeah, mate. It really wasn't funny at all." George said, giving his twin an odd look. Fred's face pinked.
"It was kind of funny..." He muttered, stabbing some more of his food.
"Blimey, what did the poor eggs do to you? Oh, let me guess, they made a move on Angelina." I said knowingly. The twins and I had quickly made friends, and could now easily joke with one another. Fred glared at me.
"What?" I quirked my eyebrow.
"Oh come off it- everyone knows you've got your eye on Angelina. And let's face it, I'm sure shes got hers on you." I winked.
He faltered. "Oh. Umm, yeah, right." He said.
"Sorry, touched a nerve there, didn't I?" I asked.
He quickly shook his head, "No."
The conversation pretty much ended there for the rest of the morning. We had no classes, considering it was Sunday. It had been a few days since in the library, and we had almost perfected the twins's prank.
"So, any idea on how to fix the last problem?" I asked quietly after we had finished our food. George shook his head.
"No, but we should be able to figure it out by the end of today. If not, we'll come find you." He said. I nodded. We had decided that I would help with the brains part of the pranks, but not in too much of the construction- That was theirs and Lee's job.
"Okay, sounds good. I'll be in the library." I said, getting up and offering a quick goodbye before taking my books and walking out to the library.
I had plenty of essays to finish. I would be plenty busy.
NPOV
I turned back to Hermione who was seated in front of me.
"I didn't know she was friends with the twins." I said, slightly jealous that I wasn't allowed to be friends with her anymore. Gran had gotten pretty mad. Hermione shrugged.
"She wasn't, last I checked. Must have happened recently." She said, taking a bite of her porridge. I sighed. I missed having two best friends.
"What's wrong, Nev?" Mione asked, reminding me a lot of Rita when she had called me that.
"Nothing, it's just..."
"You miss her, too?" She asked softly. I nodded.
"Maybe she'll come around. And your Gran. Rita really isn't as bad as everyone pegs her to be." Hermione said. I nodded again.
"Yeah." I said, looking around the hall, bored now. I caught the eyes of a Hufflepuff, and blushed before looking away.
FPOV
"Okay, so I was thinking- Fred?" George said, stopping and grabbing my arm as we walked towards the Gryffindor Tower.
"What?" I asked, snapping out of my trance.
"Are you okay? You seem a little lost." George said with concern.
"Yeah. Great. Peachy. Perfect." I said. George looked at me a moment longer before we continued walking.
"Alright, anyways. I was thinking that if we took away some of the ingredients, then maybe it would work." He said. I nodded.
"Yeah, probably, considering we just keep adding things." We had finally reached the portrait and told the password to Sir Cado-what's his name.
We walked up the stairs to our dorm room, where we found Lee.
Time for some more brewing.