Chapter Three
Homework
My brother's mental capacity for remembering things was usually drowned out by all the ideas he had running around in his head. Which is why I had to remind him about homework.
Snape and McGonagall were never particularly happy when you had nothing to show for your efforts made outside of class.
O.W.L.s was a particularly hard time for us.
With all the homework teachers assigned us, Fred almost had a brain hemmerage every day. No, strike that. Every /class/.
If he remembered to do it, he forgot it in the common room. If he went to the library to study, he got distracted by Madame Pince's shiny shoes. If I was with him, he wanted to pull pranks on people.
And, after all the reminders I pounded into his head, he still forgot his homework.
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