Weasley's Return

by No Holds

Fred and george come back as polter geits and continue to run thier shop. Others decide too follow suit, both good and bad. THIS IS OLD, AND WILL LIKELY STAY UNFINISHED. This fic isn't very good. you've been warned. This was pretty much the first writing project I ever took on, and it is BAD. I've improved a LOT since writing this.

3. Up to something

A.N. please review. I took longer this time, I know. I was on vacation Sorry! Thanks to everyone who reads my story. You rock! I would've sworn were it says crap on the 1st line, but this thing's rated k+ so…

65 hits. Woohoo!

-Froginatub

p.s. If you play Pokemon, you'll probably notice that the name Verity

lake is a name of a lake in Pokemon. Completely Accidental. Sorry.

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BANG!"crap." Fred floated upstairs to see if the loud noise had woken his brother. "Nope, still sleepin' like a log." Fred went through the floor and back downstairs. " god, being a poltergeist is so, freaking cool! I can go through walls n' stuff, but I can also pick things up." Fred stopped talking so he wouldn't wake his brother. He was making a fort out of pillows in the back room, were they developed products. A crate of nosebleed nougats had fallen and made a loud noise. Fred Waved his wand and pillows zipped around and created a castle-like structure. Fred popped a whole in the wall and stashed all of his marshmallows inside his fort. "There. Now… to wake up George…" Fred grabbed a bag of marshmallows and his marshmallow bazooka, then floated up through the floor. "HEY!" Fred screamed.

George P.O.V.

"HEY!" was the first thing I heard that morning. Then I had puffy white cushions shot at my head. "See you down stairs. Sucker!" My brother zipped downstairs leaving me sticky, and confused.

"C'mon down George, If you're brave enough!" I do like my brother, and I am glad he's back but sometimes I wish he stayed dead, errrrr… un-poltergiest.

"I'll be right there George." Really. 'If you're brave enough' he can't bait me into coming downstairs with that. But he did said a little voice in the back of my head. I told it to shut up. I trudged downstairs. "Holy Merlin, Fred it's 4:00 in the morning! You'd better have some coffee ready for me." I yelled, glancing at the clock. "Fred?!" I asked, when the usual witty remark was absent. "Fred?!" I called again. "FRED!!!???" I couldn't loose Fred again. Not again. "Fred?"

"what, are you practicing to be a parrot?" He floated out of the back room, closing the door slyly behind him. I wouldn't have noticed, but I'd been living with Fred for my whole life.

"What're you doing in there?" I asked, Immediately suspicious.

"what? Were? Nothing. I'm not doing anything. Why do you ask?"

"Fred…" Now I was sure he was up to something. "Spill it."

"Well, come in and see If you're so intent on ruining my fun." I was about to step inside when a pleasant voice blared from he muggle phone on the counter. "Message accepted. Said person Verity Lake Confirmed job with said employers "Fred and George."

"Great! Verity is coming to work for us again!"

"Eh, I don't really care. I never really liked Verity anyway." Fred whined.

"Fred!" I yelled.

"I'm just kidding George. God can't you take a joke anymore?" Fred pretended to flip his hair and stormed off.

"Well I guess I can just come see what you were doing in the Back room." I yelled, walking towards the door.

"No. nononononononon" fred said. "No."

"I'll give you 5 minuetes. Then I'm busting down the door. Literally."

" 'kay." Yelled Fred, his voice already muffled from the silencing charm that they had put on the door a year ago.

I guess we'll have to replace that charm. I mused.

"you can come in now!" Fred called.

And I walked into the room.

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A.N oooooh, a cliff hanger. I'll try too write faster, But I'm going to P.E.I. soon, so don't hold your breath.