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Chapter 14: Plausible

As we walked to the Three Broomsticks, Fred and George finally gave in. "As soon as we heard the news and had finally come up with the plan, we went and woke up Dumbledore. He said something about true Gryffindor-ness and gave us permission. We then Floo-messaged the person we needed, woke him up, and got him to meet us here," Fred explained.

"So will I find out who it is?"

"Eventually," answered George.

"Like when I see him?"

"Pretty much," he guaranteed.

We took a table in a corner and Madam Rosmerta brought us four butterbeers. After a few minutes, George got up and covered my eyes.

"Hello whoever you are," I greeted as I heard the chair across from me become occupied. "Can I see now George?"

"Well I suppose," he gave in dejectedly.

I looked across the table to see my grinning godfather. "Uncle Moony!" I screamed, giving him a large hug. I was quite surprised that I managed it while the table stayed upright.

"Hello Willow. I heard, at two in the morning might I add, that my godfather talents were much needed," he explained while I took my seat.

"Yeah. My friend and year-mate Colin Creevey was petrified last night."

"I heard about the attacks from Dumbledore the day after Halloween. So who's everybody's suspect?" he asked.

"Harry," the three of us chimed.

"Well that's bad," he said confusedly.

"Don't worry Mr. My Hero, we're helping Harry as best we can. The three of us have become his comic relief," George explained, adding on to his statement at Uncle Moony's confused expression. When he continued to look confused, George quickly mirrored his expression.

"Um, George, I think he's confused about the 'Mr. My Hero' thing and I have joined him to be honest," I tried to explain to him.

"Ah right you are Willy. Well you see, Fred and I, you're personal rude awakeners, are the proud stumblers upon of the Marauders Map. Now it has helped us brew quite the legendary trouble and in Dumbledore's opinion we are only outshined by you and Messrs. Prongs, Padfoot, and Wormtail. So as you can see, we are quite honored to be in your presence."

Remus looked at the twins with a smile full of happy memories never to be repeated. "Well boys, as long as you use it correctly, take good care of that map. It was some of James and my best work."

"Oh you don't have to worry about them," I assured him with a laugh. "They get into enough trouble as it is."

"Willy, you mustn't doubt our abilities. We're only fourth years and are hardly getting started," Fred guaranteed me and I couldn't really doubt him.

A week after Moony's visit I was sitting in the common room, writing my Potions essay while everyone else was surrounding the notice for a Dueling Club. I had briefly thought about attending, but of course I was all too aware of my excessive amount of homework. The twins had tried to be supportive, containing their excitement while in my presence, but that worked for only several minutes. I said goodbye to them eventually and got to work on my studying and such.

Later that night, the twins rushed into the common room, panting. I caught odd words like "Harry… snake...talking… attack… Parsel… bollocks… mouth… plausible… bollocks." Eventually they calmed down, giving Fred the chance to explain, this time in full sentences thankfully.

"Well we were all excited about the dueling club, well until we found out it was being taught by the two biggest prats Hogwarts has ever known, Snape and Lockhart. Well they decided to pick a pair of students to demonstrate, and those two happened to be Malfoy and Harry. Well, even though they were supposed to only disarm, neither did. Malfoy used a curse and produced a snake. So Snape was all 'Don't worry Potter, I'll get it' and then Harry started talking to it! I mean no one knows for sure but it was going at Justin Finch-Fletchley and then it stopped and Snape got rid of it," Fred finished.

"The bottom line Willow is that it makes everyone's suspicions plausible," George added.

"Well, I mean, not completely," I argued. "He's still in Gryffindor and he's a half-blood. And you said that when Harry talked to it stopped, I mean no one knows for sure. There is no way it could be Harry, one of his best friends is a muggleborn!"

Moments after my rant, the trio in question rushed into the common room, ran up the stairs, and went to their dorms. I followed Hermione up to the Girls' Dormitories and knocked on the door labeled Second Years. I heard her call 'come in' and I did just that.

"Oh, hello Willow. What can I do for you?" she asked me.

"Hi Hermione, I was wondering, do you think people's suspicions are plausible?"

"Well, there is some logic behind it, and as much store as I put in knowledge, I don't believe it for a moment," she said determinedly.

I beamed at her," Thanks Hermione." I went back to my own dorm more assured. I figured Remus would want to hear about this, so I wrote him.

Dear Moony,

There was a dueling club held tonight. Everyone found out that Harry is a Parselmouth. I figured you would want to know. He should be okay though, so don't worry about him. The twins and I are still here for comic relief and he's got Ron and Hermione as always. We'll all be just fine.

Hope to see you soon, with love,

Willow

I sent Otter off with my letter and went to sleep. I was not intruded upon the nightmares, which have been coming less often, but more complete every time. Instead I was greeted by the images of Fred, George, Uncle Moony, my parents, and Ginny that have taken their places.

A/N: Well Hiya! I know it's short and I know it took a while but school is over so it should be rolling along from now on!