I descended down the stairs and into the common room with the brown paper bag from the twins dormitory to see Fred, George and Lee huddled in the corner, surrounded by innocent looking first years, all looking up expectantly at Fred and George, who seemed to be handing them money.
"Here's the extra supplies from your dorm you wanted," I said, placing the bag onto the table nearby. "Lee, get out of my seat."
Lee rolled his eyes, and stayed where he was, "you got out of it, it's your own fault, get another one," he muttered.
I took a deep breath, "I haven't been gone for longer than two minutes, I will say this once, and only once, this is my chair. There are many like it, but this one is mine. Now move or I'll be forced to inflict bodily harm on you."
After looking me in the eyes and confirming I was being serious, he huffed and slowly rose from the chair, muttering to himself about how annoying 'women' are.
Smiling contently I sat down , sighing. I love being scary, I always get my own way. "Hermione's watching us again," I stated, looking from Hermione's livid face to the twins, "I think she looovvess you."
"I doubt it," Fred said, rolling his eyes. What is this, an eye rolling fest? Have you noticed how often people roll their eyes at me? "We all know ickle ronniekins got dibs on her."
"You can't put dibs on a person," I said, laughing.
"George put dibs on you when we were 10." Fred stated casually, in a completely off-handed way, as he handed the fainting fancies to the first years from the bag I brought down.
Stunned, I looked to George, who had all of a sudden, gotten an interest in his shoes. "If you think I'm going to find that sweet or romantic, you're very wrong."
"Thanks a lot Fred, now she thinks I'm creepy!" George hissed, I have no idea if he was trying to be quiet, but he failed miserably anyhow.
"George, darling, I've always thought you were creepy."
Fred and Lee started giggling madly, as they nudged each other with their elbows, they're so childish.
After handing out the sweets to the first years we stood back and watched our handy work, as one by one, as if hit over the head with an invisible mallet, the first years slouched unconscious in their seats; some slid right onto the floor.
Most people who were watching began laughing; Hermione, however shot up out of her seat and marched over to the twins and I.
We high-fived after taking notes on the clipboards we had so we could record our findings. Having gotten up, Lee stole my seat again. I shot him a quick glare before turning around to meet Hermione face to face.
"That's enough!" Hermione said forcefully to Fred, George and myself. Fred and George looked up in mild surprise.
"Yeah, you're right," said George, nodding, "this dosage looks strong enough, doesn't it?"
"I told you this morning, you can't test your rubbish on students!"
"We're paying them!" said Fred indignantly.
"And they like being knocked out by us," I added.
"I don't care, it could be dangerous!"
"Rubbish," said Fred, batting his hand in the air.
"Calm down, Hermione, they're fine!" said Lee reassuringly as he walked from first year to first year, inserting purple sweets into their open mouths.
"Yeah, look, they're coming round now," said George.
A few of the first years were indeed stirring. They seemed shocked to find themselves lying on the floor or dangling off their chairs. Not that, that's really surprising, they didn't know what they were testing after all. Some of them didn't even want to be here, but after some... persuading from me, they seemed more than eager, of course. I would never mention that to Hermione.
"Feel alright?" said George kindly to a small dark-haired girl lying at his feet. Why do I want to hurt her now? Stupid girl.
"I - I think so," she said shakily.
"Excellent," said Fred happily, as I wrote the results down on my clipboard. But before I'd finished Hermione had snatched both our clipboards and the paper bag of fainting fancies from Fred's hands.
"It is NOT excellent!"
"Course it is, they're alive aren't they?" said Fred angrily.
"As much as I wish they weren't, he has a point," I added, looking at the girl on the floor.
"You can't do this, what if you made one of them really ill?"
"We're not going to make them ill, we've already tested them on ourselves, this is just to see if everyone reacts the same."
"We've all tested them, Hermione, keep your hairy head on, we know it's not dangerous, nothing bad has happened with this batch since it took me a few hours to wake up again - "
"If you don't stop I'm going to - "
"Put us in detention?" said Fred, in an I'd-like-to-see-you-try-it voice.
"Make us write lines?" said George, smirking.
"Expel us?" I taunted.
Onlookers all over the room were laughing. Hermione drew herself up to her full height; her eyes were narrowed and her bushy hair seemed to crackle with electricity, I had to try very hard not to touch it.
"No," she said, her voice quivering with anger, "but I will write to your mother."
I backed up at that, that was WAY below the belt.
"You wouldn't," said George, horrified as he too took a step back from her.
"Oh, yes, I would," said Hermione grimly. "I can't stop you eating the stupid things yourselves, but you're not to give them to the first years."
"You heard her," I said, "no first years, I think I'll be able to round up a group of second years by tomorrow."
"Let me rephrase that, you are not allowed to test them on anyone apart from yourselves, or I'll write to your mother." She said, taking a large pause in-between each word.
"You can try, but you won't get very far without fingers!" I hissed, taking a step towards her. In my eyes this wasn't just an attack on Fred, George and I. But also on Molly. Did she not think about how Molly would feel after hearing about this from Hermione? She would be in a state for DAYS. Not to mention she was hindering the twins chance reaching their dream of owning a joke shop. I just so happen to be fiercely protective of those boys. So can you blame me for over reacting slightly?
Surprisingly, Hermione stood her ground. She was a good 5 inches taller than me, and stood tall and straight as she was, she glared down her nose at me.
Fred and George looked thunderstruck. It was clear that, as far as they were concerned the threat was below the belt. She thrust mine and Fred's clipboards along with the bag of fainting fancies back into his arms and stalked back towards her chair by the fire.
"I told you she was watching us." I muttered.
Heh heh. See this is why children shouldn't listen to me.
You see, just in front of the common room lies four unconscious first year Gryffindor's. Why are they unconscious you ask? Well because they did something I told them to do. Always a bad move.
You see, I told them that the new Password into the common room is "Perificus Totalus" and must be said with their wands pointed at themselves in unison. Funny days, funny days!
I hid around the corner of the corridor leading away from the Gryffindor common room and peeked around the corner to watch people's reactions to seeing this.
A large crowd had gathered around the children on the floor. Some were checking their pulses, others were shouting out instructions to the others around them.
"Someone get McGonagall!" one of them screeched.
"Look for any clues" another shouted out to the group.
"Who did this?" another asked to no one in particular.
I stood with my back to the wall behind me, giggling madly. My eyes shut and hands clasped over my mouth as I slowly slid down the wall.
From nearby I heard a clip-clop of heels on the stone floor getting closer and closer. In hindsight, then would have been a good time to get up and run.
But, me being the fearless woman I am, I stayed curled into a ball, lying on the floor, shaking in a fit of giggles.
That is, until I heard the worst noise one can possibly hear when at the scene of a crime.
"Hem, hem?"
Oh... shit.
I'm sorry! I'm a terrible person for not uploading. But I've had some issues in my life and I didn't really feel like uploading. I know this one's REALLY short, but I'll get the next one up in the next week! Scouts honour!
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