Chapter Two : Friendship, in an unlikely place!
A/N
Trinity: This chapter is longer, as promised!
Sofie: It switches between things that happen to Fred and George, and what happens to Molly, it might sound a little confusing, but just think of it as meanwhile… :D
Trinity: You'll get it when you read it!
Fred and George wove their way through the winding street, wiggling through the colossal crowds, craning their necks to find the famous 'Gambol and Japes Wizarding Joke Shop'.
"George. Look!" Fred called, pulling his twin towards him to marvel at the sight in front of them.
"Hate to break it to you mate, but that's not Gambol and Japes… do you need Percy's glasses? It's just an old, empty…" and then, a sudden look of comprehension dawned on George's face "RACE YOU!"
The two scampered towards the empty shop. All of the windows were boarded up and streaked with dirt and mould. The wooden door was hanging on one of the hinges, with a crooked 'for sale' sign balanced precariously on the window ledge. Fred took a deep breath and walked forwards, and stretched out a hand to open the door. The door was originally a deep blue, but the paint was cracked and flecked with an odd red colour. Two rusty metal numbers graced the middle of the door- '93'
"Wicked" The twins chorused, and as Fred opened the door, the two were swallowed up into the vast darkness.
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"FRED! GEORGE! FRED! GEORGE! BOYS? Please?" Molly cried into the crowds, attracting attention. "Where are they?" She said, rounding on her two sons helping her to search, Charlie and Percy, who had just returned twinless.
"Well… they aren't in Gambol and Japes mother" Percy started pompously.
"We thought that place was a cert, but they weren't there, and the owner said he hadn't seen any twins." Charlie continued, his usually relaxed and calm personality totally forgotten, in his anxiety for the security of his favourite little brothers.
Bill came tearing down the street, flinging through the crowds desperate to go to his mother. Panting, he came to a stop by Molly. "I just… just saw them… going into that… old empty place… opposite… Magical Menagerie… that pet place..." Bill doubled over, palms on his knees, head hanging, gasping for breath. "I've got to go back… to work…let me know…" And he was off like a rocket on his long legs, pony-tail swinging in the wind which was steadily picking up.
"Well mother, I've seen that place before, while I was getting Errol's owl tonic… it didn't look very stable…I doubt even the twins would be that irrational." Percy said knowledgeably.
"Perce is right Mum. The boys are silly, but they ain't stupid. We'll get 'em back Mum. Safe. I Promise." Charlie told his mother.
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Fred and George walked into the building cautiously, well, cautiously for them anyway, which really meant not flinging themselves wildly around. Just as their eyes adjusted to the darkness, a blinding beam of light illuminated the room; they had to squint their eyes so they could see a young boy, no taller then themselves, with dark skin and dreadlocks, holding a torch which cast a blue-white glow over the large room. What really stood out were his eyes, the colour of melted chocolate.
He outstretched his hand "Lee Jordan, except if my dad comes looking, I'm no one, no one at all" He winked at the twins as they shook his hand.
"I'm Fred, and this is George." Fred said, gesturing first to himself, and then to George.
"Right, so you're Fred…and you're George?" He said, pointing to each of them in turn.
"No, I'm George, honestly, do I look like Fred?" George said in mock-horror.
The three boys sniggered and sprung around the room merrily, under the reassuring glow of Lee's light.
CRASH!
"GEORGE!" Fred cried, running to the source of the crash, grabbing the torch as he passed, Lee made his way towards the source of commotion, and felt his insides clench at the sight before his eyes.
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CRASH!
"George!"
Molly looked at Charlie and Percy, who looked back at her dumbfounded.
"Mum, was that…?"
"Mother surely not…"
"COME ON BOYS!" And Molly sprinted off, with surprising agility towards the tumble-down structure.
The three skidded to an abrupt halt outside, and took a deep breathe before walking into the chaotic scene that sat before them.
"George? George can you hear me?" Lee said, staring into the vast, dark hole that had appeared in the floor, with George at the bottom.
"FREDRICK GIDEON WEASLEY! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO YOUR POOR BROTHER THIS TIME?" Molly said to Fred, eyes alight with a look that could kill, sometimes, Molly felt sorry for George being Fred's twin, always the one getting hurt.
"Hey! Fred! Lee! I've found the basement! It's wicked!" George called up to his friends.
"GEORGE FABIAN WEASLEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING DOWN THERE?"
"Mum? I – err – nothing! I – err – fell!" George said evasively.
"Well you wouldn't have fallen if you hadn't come in here, no would you?" Molly enquired using magic to get George out, while Charlie and Percy roared with laughter. "We are going back to the Bank to find Ginny, Ron, and your father, and then we are going straight home!"
Fred and George heaved a great sigh (simultaneously of course), waved to their new-found friend, a followed their Mother, out into the crammed streets of Diagon Alley.
A/N:
Sofie: I wasn't entirely as please with this chapter as I was with the first one.
Trinity: Speak for yourself! I love this chapter! I love the way they met Lee! It was great
Sofie: Well… yeah… I guess. But I still prefer the first chapter. But I really want to get Ginny into the next chapter a bit more, as imaginativereader12 pointed out, Ginny was so sweet, how old would she have been?
Trinity: About 8 I think. My 9 year old sister is just like her.
Sofie: Okay… Hope you enjoy the story!
