Hello, my lovelies! I got a Wattpad account, wanna check it out? The link's on my profile, and I'll be writing a book starting September. R&E&R!
I tossed the pod from hand to hand, looking at it curiously. To be honest, I had no flipping idea what it was. Rule number one of annoying the Weasley twins was taking away the thing they seemed most immediately interested in, and a small seed that could burn through carpets and fill a room with green smoke was certainly interesting. Wait...
"Green Smoke", I grinned, tossing it one last time and looking at it as it still emitted smoke, "That's interesting, indeed"
The next day, I got into the Gryffindor Common Room early and took the coveted seat nearest to the fireplace. The common room slowly filled up, chatter informing me so without me so much as having to turn my back. You see, this is why talking is good. It's better for the lazy and muscularly challenged.
The Weasley twins entered the common room with a scream and a dungbomb, which was also good for my undisturbed laziness and challenged muscles. "Show time", I muttered to myself.
A deerstalker hat and wooden pipe completed the look and I with a dramatic, conspiratorial and entirely useless look around, I dropped the pod into the pipe.
In case you've never tried dressing up like Sherlock Holmes with a green smoking pipe in a red colored room, then it attracts a lot of stares and attention. Particularly if there's a certain set of Weasley twins looking for something smoking and green.
However, they decided to use tact. And logic is my downfall.
They cornered me into the chair, "Give us the pod"
"The unison thing", I replied, taking the pipe out of my mouth and in what I hoped was a discreet movement, inched it towards my side, "Just... no"
"And why are you wearing that hat?", one of them, the one with red hair asked.
"It looks like a death frisbee", the other one with the red hair commented.
I couldn't resist putting the pipe back into my mouth, "Because I deduct that the both of you are...", I trailed off, met with expectant looks.
Damn it.
"Looking for this!", in a split second decision, I pulled the pod out of the pipe and threw it into the fireplace.
Their mad lunge for it was futile as the flames devoured the green little pod, which momentarily turned the flames green, "ALICE!", they turned on me.
"I deduct an apparation about now"
And what do you know?
POOF!
I was right.
I'm finding it a bit hard to find ideas for annoying the Weasley twins, so any suggestions? R&E&R, my lovelies!