A week passed by from when Fred admitted he loved me, and where I confessed my love for him and we were rarely apart. He sent me notes, letters at night, and during my free periods we would hang out. But, George was an entirely different story.
For a couple days he went out of his way to avoid me, and not come anywhere near me. I had tried coaxing him into telling Fred with me but he thought we shouldn't. But today, January 23 1995, I was going to walk with Fred to the room of requirements for product test, and tell him myself. I knew it would hurt him, but it needed to be done.
We reached the room of requirements and wandered in. it was set up with a mass array of potions, potent smelling herbs, spell books that the library would most likely keep in the restricted section, and a large oak table with three tall chairs surrounding it. It was a cozy little room with no windows, but on the other side of the shelves was an empty area for actually testing their products that from what we had noted was surrounded with an invisible barrier that kept the explosions inside.
George was already sitting in one of the chairs with his feet propped up on the table, with the dragon fireworks and waiting eagerly for us. He looked up, smiled at Fred, and halfheartedly grinned at me, staring slightly at Fred's arm draped casually over my shoulder as I nervously fiddled with the end of my sleeve.
"Hey George, are you ready to test them out?" Fred said eagerly, like a child about to open their Christmas presents early.
George forgot about me and smiled, stood up with two in his hands mimicking his brother' expression of joy and nodded excitedly. "But of course dear brother, I've been ready my whole life." He exclaimed, bouncing up and down.
"I see, are you ready Melissa?" George asked tentatively.
"Hm, I'm not sure if I'm emotionally ready, but, sure why not." I joked, smiling up at the twins unable to hide my bubbling excitement.
"Well then I guess it's time. You sure that spell didn't change the shape or coloring?" Fred asked worriedly with last minute anxiety, a habit of his when the twins were pulling larger than usual pranks.
"Of course not, I did it exactly the way it said to in the book." I said calmly, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder and feeling warmth in my chest when he gave me a small smile in return.
"All right then." He said with a clap, signaling the start of the plan.
With that we walked behind the shelves, George put the fireworks on the ground, and Fred used his wand to ignite them all at once, before turning back towards us and giving a thumbs up.
"and three, two, one" immediately they burst into action, in orange, red, and blur flames rushing around the rooms, and then transforming into formidable flaming dragons, that blew fire and moved incredibly fast. Nobody had been able to agree on colors so it was like an electric dragon rainbow soaring above our heads. We ducked and fell onto our stomachs as one zoomed over our heads, with speed rivaling that of a Firebolt.
I was laughing hysterically, part ecstatic that they were working, part terrified that I was going to be hit, and partly because all the hard work was finally paying off and id contributed to a dream that the twins had been working on for years.
"George! Test them and see if their spell resistant!" I shouted above the chaos, a last minute idea I had forgotten to test out.
I dint hear the spell George used but it was deflected right back at him, narrowly missing his head and leaving him dumbfounded. We laid on our stomachs for Merlin knows how long until finally the spell wore off and the dragons died out. At first nobody moved and the room was filled with silence and smoke.
"That was bloody amazing!" Fred exclaimed jumping to his feet with his hands on his head, fingers intertwined in his hair as strands stuck out chaotically.
"More than amazing, it was bloody freaking terrific!" George countered also on his feet, I was smiling like a fool as I was lifted off the ground and twirled around by Fred.
"Your spell worked! This is going to be amazing! And I looked up that one charm you told me, and it will definitely work with a few alterations, instead of a desert, I'm thinking a swamp would be more fitting. She is a toad after all. She needs a place to feel at home." When he finished babbling he kissed me passionately, then let go and hugged his brother as they began talking excitedly about their triumph.
I watched somberly, why should I ruin their bond by telling Fred what George had done? I couldn't risk tearing them apart, after they've came so far. I guess it would just, stay my little secret. All long lasting relationships are based on secrecy, right?
Once they were finished they went to work on perfecting some other prank items. This time the fainting fancies. They had a tendency to turn to victim's blue, and one of the kids stopped breathing for a few seconds. So we needed to fix that. We were in that room for around 3 hours, trying to perfect them. Finally, we each tried one, despite Fred Freaking out about me possibly getting injured. I shut him up by popping one into my mouth, and fainting then and there. I was quickly revived with the other half of the pill, and it turned out it worked perfectly. Then George tried it, then Fred. It worked fine each time.
"These will be perfect for our shop!" George said happily in a sing song voice like a child.
"Definitely. But you will need to put a warning with some of the side effects on the box's to avoid law suits from disgruntled parents." I warned as I examined the makeshift container they were currently using, that simply displayed the name of what they were, and its main purpose.
"Yeah, that would be a good idea, id like to have money before I lose it." George mumbled to himself as Fred nodded in agreement.
"Uh huh, and you ordered too many ingredients for the fainting Fancies and the fireworks, you only need about a third of what you ordered. Later on when you two get more popular you may need more, but for now you need to be careful with your money."
"Wait, you're pretty good at this kind of stuff." Fred said, he turned to George and said, "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"I think so brother dear, but does she know what we're thinking?" George answered levelly, a joking tone in his voice.
"I'm not sure." Fred turned back around to me and asked, "do you know what we're thinking?"
"Not a clue and it scares me a bit." I said matter of factly, looking between them with suspicion.
It was rarely a good thing when they finished each other's thoughts like this.
"Ah, silly little Melissa, no need to fear us." George began eagerly taking a step forward.
"We simply want to ask you one little thing." Fred ended mischievously, following his brothers lead and inching closer to me.
"And that would be?" I replied cautiously, wondering what they were up to.
"Well, Fred and I may be genius's when it comes to being deviants and being creative, but when it comes to money and the actual business aspects, we have some difficulty." George said.
"But, you are good at that type of thing and we could use that, as well as your, vast knowledge of advanced spells and nerdy qualities that make you loveable." Fred added with a quick nod and a big grin that I still don't know how to resist.
"So what we are saying is," George started, "would you like to go into business with us?" the two said in unison.
I was baffled, and not sure what to say, but I thought about it, I weighed the pros and cons, and came to a decision.
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