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.

4. FRED?

A.N. I 'm sooooooooooo sorry about the month long delay, But vacation, then camp… You probably think that I get tonnes of reviews, but I've only gotten one. I got two alerts. I told you about them, remember? So, even if you don't have an account on Fanfiction,

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-Froginatub.

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Normal P.O.V. "Waaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrggg!" With a warlike cry, Fred Weasley charged at His brother. He raised a gun over his head and George thought: this is it. I'm about to die. At least I can come back as a poltergeist and- Poof Poof Poof! Fred, from inside his pillow-fort where he had jumped while George had been speculating, Was shooting marshmallows at George's head. But George, being raised in a wizard family, had no idea what marshmallows were.

"FRED!" he yelled over the din of Fred's enchanted marshmallow gun. "WHAT ARE THESE?" George held up a marsh mallow for Fred to see. Fred tapped the gun with his ghostly wand and It stopped shooting.

"Come into the shop with me. We can sit on the couch and talk about it while we wait for Verity." Once the twins were seated, Fred launched into his tale "so, at around one a clock last night, I floated into muggle town. I went into a store and bought a whole bunch of these." Fred held up a marshmallow. "they're called 'marshmallows'. I gave the person at the cash quite a fright when I paid." Fred chuckled. "So, anyway, then I went to a Muggle toy store and I bought this." Fred showed George the marshmallow gun. "I tricked it out so it can hold up to one hundred thousand marshmallows, and it will shoot them continuously until it's out of ammo. I did a duplicating spell, and now we have about a thousand in stock. I thought we could sell them."

"alright, then lets put them on the shelves." George said. "but one question. How'd you find out about this stuff?"

'What stuff? The marshmallows?" Fred nodded. "I heard Harry ranting about how Dudley Got a marshmallow gun and was shooting marshmallows at him.

"George?" a tentative voice rang out from the door way. It had started to rain and a very wet, unhappy looking Verity Lake stood at the door.

"Oh, hey Verity, come on in." Fred went to open the door.

"FRED!?" asked Verity loudly "but you're…I mean…Aren't you..,"

"Dead? I know. Still am." Fred flashed her a smile. "Poltergeist is the way too go.

"You're dead. I am talking to a dead guy." Verity looked a bit freaked out.

"Come on Verity, after all the things we've done are you really surprised?" George raised one eyebrow.

"Well, But, No I don't suppose I am" replied Verity, looking defeated

"Good." Fred walked over with a pile of gold banners that said: Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. Grand opening. "Go put these up for us. You're already wet."

Verity took the banners and left the store. She was beginning to regret answering that clockwork owl yesterday.

"Hey George." Fred whispered "happy pranking." And opened the door just as they had every morning.

"oh, Fred I missed you."

"What's not to miss really?" asked Fred then he shut up as the first customers walked into the store.

"Hello, Welcome to Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes, how may I be of service?"

"FRED?!"

"That's my name, don't ware it out."

The rest of the afternoon there was a steady trickle of customers each of them yelling a surprised 'FRED?!"

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Sorry, I know it's short, but I wanted to get a new chapter out as fast as possible. Please review! (Seriously) Tata for now

-Froginatub