In Which Greg Makes Friends With The Twins

The Order was actually make a good deal of progress in the absorbtion of forensic science. Grissom was pleased with the results thus far he announced his Team that they were allowed to attend the Quidditch match:Ravenclaw versus Gryffindor.

Greg had decided that his favourite thing about Hogwarts was that he fit in quite nicely. There were plenty of people who were stranger than he was.

If he had to pick the coolest people he had come upon since arriving at the school he would probably say the Weasley twins.

They were completely psychotic, first of all...

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The CSIs filed along the benches in the stands of the Quidditch pitch.
The Weasley twins as usual were taking bets on the game.

Warrick's ears perked up,"Would you take a twenty American?"

George gave him an appraising look, as if he wasn't sure he could.

"Sure."Fred snatched the bill from the CSI's hand.

"Who are you betting on?"George wanted to know.

Sirius leaned over,"He's betting on Harry getting the Snitch as usual."

Warrick nodded agreeably.

The twins glared at the convict.

"How are we supposed to make money if no one bets against us?"Fred wanted to know.

"Sorry!"Sirius sang out and moved away.

"Hey 'Rick, you gambling?"Brass turned to Warrick.

"I don't think it counts as gambling if these two are in charge."Warrick replied.

Brass raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

"It's a pretty cool game. I was studying the rulebook and it's pretty simple once you get used to the terms."Greg said.

The twins turned to the young man.

"How do you feel about commentating?"George wondered.

"But that's my job!"Lee Jordan protested.

"Mine now!"Greg cackled gleefully.

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"And we've got the little one on the broom..."Greg's voice was magically modified.

"Potter."Lee supplied.

"...Potter, right, he's going after the little thing called a Snitch!"Greg continued excitedly,"It's gone now...but that's ok...other things are happening on the Quidditch pitch."

"And those thing are...?"Lee prompted.

"Bludgers are flying through the air, the Quaffle is also flying through the air. Funny thing is...everything's flying through the air."

"Funny how that works."Lee muttered.

"A Weasley Chaser on a broom beats a Bludger at a Ravenclaw Chaser on a broom. This is all very exciting."

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"GRYFFINDOR WINS!"Greg finally cried.

"Thank Merlin, I don't know how much longer I could stand that."Lee groused.

"Yeah man, keep your night job."Warrick slapped Greg on the back.

"It would be so cool to ride a broom."Greg said happily as they exited the stands.

An interested expression passed over Brass' features.