The consequences of truth or dare! Shall the hilarity never cease! Hope everyone get's some laughs from this chapter!
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Fred woke up on Saturday morning feeling very disorientated. He looked around for a moment, remembering the game of truth or dare and looked down to see Katherine was still curled up by his side. He grinned widely at this and looked around for George.
"Hey, Freddie, good to see you awake," George commented, as he finished cleaning the food scraps. They had to deal with the cover up after all.
"Good night last night," Fred commented, stretching carefully so he didn't wake Katherine.
"Yeah," George agreed, "You got to sleep with Kat-"
"-and Angie was very appreciative of you in your boxers," Fred finished, "Plus we get to watch everyone make a fool of themselves."
"Don't forget Kat got that dare to confess to Percy," George pointed out, the dares had gotten a bit…out of control.
"Yeah, it's a little weird, our friends confessing to our brothers," Fred agreed.
"And Oliver," George added.
"Yeah, but did you see Angie's face? She's going to hate that."
"Well if it makes you feel better Kat had that look like when she's finding a way to keep us in the clear."
"Really?" Fred asked, "Hard to tell with her on my lap. I suppose we should wake everyone up, you think Katty's going to be all weird again?"
"Only one way to find out," George replied, then he bellowed, "Oi! Everyone! Up and at 'em!"
Fred felt Katherine jump slightly against him and everyone made a lot of noise at their abrupt wake up call. She didn't seem to want to wake up, however, as she merely pulled closer into him, mumbling something inaudible.
"C'mon, Katty, rise and shine," He coaxed, Katherine blinked blearily up at him.
"I'm hungry," she said decidedly, "When do we eat?"
"Once we're all dressed and we've dropped our stuff off at the Common room," George replied. Katherine sat up and stretched, only to get a face full of robes from Alicia.
"Your clothes, Kat," she informed, "And has anyone else realised that I've come out of this with the worst day a head. I love to wear pink leather."
"If you say so, but you forget that I have to call McGonagall 'baby' in Mondays Transfiguration class," Lee pointed out.
"Oh, yeah, I forgot about that," Katie nodded with a grin, "Now you three get out so we can change." The boys were herded from the room as the girls began changing, chatting idly.
"Did you really sleep on Fred all night, Kat?" Katie asked curiously.
"Well, I assume so as that's where I woke up," Katherine replied, "But like I said he's rather comfortable."
"Really?" Alicia asked doubtfully.
"Yeah, I slept pretty well considering we were sleeping on the floor."
"Fair enough," agreed Katie, "Guys you can come back in now!"
"Oh, that's good," Lee announced, pushing the door open to show that they were all fully dressed, "Fred and George were getting restless."
"People time to move," Fred announced, "Filch is heading this way."
…
The group wandered casually into the Common room just as Percy was making his way down stairs. Katherine heard a number of whispered giggles as everyone else scattered into hiding. Sighing she headed over to Percy, adopting a serious expression.
"Percy," she called. Percy looked up in surprise.
"Oh, hello Katherine," he greeted, "You know, your hair look's nice brown."
"Thanks," Katherine replied brightly, then she sighed, "Percy, look… Volevo solo farvi sapere che io sono follemente innamorato di te. Sono stato trattenendo per così tanto tempo e ha dovuto farti sapere come mi sento. Mi hai aiutato molto, ed è stato come una fonte d'ispirazione. Fred e George proprio non capisco. Grazie per l'ascolto, anche se non si sente lo stesso."
Percy stared at her in confusion for a moment, just blinking confusingly. Suddenly Katherine pulled him into a hug.
"It's ok," she whispered into his ear, "I'm just really tired." Then she pulled away and spoke loud enough for everyone to hear. "I've got to go upstairs now, see you at breakfast."
"Right," Katherine heard Percy mutter as she walked away, "That was, right, yeah. Weird."
"That's cheating," Alicia yelled once Percy was out of the room, "What was that anyway? You just spewed gibberish to him! I love to wear pink leather."
Katherine merely raised an eyebrow. Fred and George were rolling on the ground laughing hysterically, having realised what she'd done. Lee just looked confused, but Angelina, who had to make a love confession latter, seemed to agree with Alicia.
"It wasn't gibberish," Katherine pointed out, "It's not my fault if you can't understand Italian, is it?"
"You speak Italian?" Katie asked curiously.
"Told you it wasn't German," George chuckled, Fred nodding beside him.
"Yes, I speak Italian," Katherine answered, "No one said I had to confess in English, did they? Now hurry up, I'm hungry."
So after putting all their things away the group headed down to the Great Hall. Fred put his dare into action and walked a little ahead of the group, hugging anyone he came across.
"By the way guys," Lee said as they sat down, "I decided to decorate the gargoyle on Monday, it gives me time to find the decorations."
"Sounds good," Katherine replied, the others giving there assent, accept Alicia who merely nodded, trying to avoid speaking, "Hey, Kate, it's you're bird."
"So it is," Katie nodded, watching the school owl fly towards Charlie, "You know we can't hear him from here."
"It's ok, I'll be right back," Katherine supplied, shuffling through her bag before moving over to Charlie, "Charlie, have you seen Oliver? Katie wanted to see if I could go to the next practise to prove I can actually fly. What's that?" Fred pulled out his magic mirror which now had both Katherine's and Charlie's voices coming from it.
"Hmm? Oh, hey Katherine," Charlie replied easily, "I'm sure Oliver wouldn't have a problem with that, and I'm not sure what this is."
Katherine watched him scan the letter as she filled her plate with food. His piece of toast was frozen halfway to his mouth and she was getting slightly worried.
"Charlie?" she tried tentatively.
"Hi, yes, I mean," apparently it was the day for stuttering Weasley's Katherine thought idly, "It's from Katie but…"
"But?" Katherine prompted.
"She's only a first year!" Charlie exclaimed suddenly, making the eavesdroppers jump and giggle while Katherine raised an eyebrow.
"Is that really your only objection," she asked, though it was interesting, as compared to Katie's reaction. Charlie spluttered a bit, and Katherine sighed, "Look, don't worry about it dragon boy, I'm pretty sure she's not the stalker type, but you want I should go talk to her?"
"No, it's fine I…" he looked over to where the others quickly tried to stifle their laughter, and understanding lit his eyes, "I just got pranked really bad didn't I?"
"Not exactly, it wasn't really a prank," she explained, "More of a dare that you got pulled into, but it's ok, we already got Percy so you're not alone."
"Right, hey Katherine?" Charlie called as Katherine began to move away, "Dragon boy, really?"
"It's appropriate, if no one else is going to use it I'm not going to let it go," she shrugged.
"That was hilarious," Fred gasped as Katherine sat back down.
"I do try," she replied with a grin, "Alicia, look, it's Oliver."
"Oh, Merlin no," Alicia groaned, "I love to wear pink leather."
"Yes, yes, it's an awful fetish of yours," George agreed, "Now call him over."
"Angie, get ready," Fred commanded.
"Oliver! Could you come here a moment?" Alicia called, mumbling as quietly as possible, "I love to wear pink leather."
"Sure Alicia, what's going on?" Oliver asked as he wandered over.
"Well, I…Listen, Oliver, you know you're a great Keeper and I really admire your Quidditch ability. I think you're really cool and I just needed to tell you that I love you, I love to wear pink leather, and-" she got down on one knee, and the rest of the group tried to avoid laughing, "Will you marry me Oliver?"
"I, Alicia, when, I mean, this just…" Oliver stuttered, wow they were on a roll today.
"Reckon you can get McGonagall to do that on Monday?" Katherine asked Lee, who merely shrugged, watching what was going on avidly.
"How dare you?!" Angelina demanded, you had to hand it to the girl-she was a good actress, "How dare you Alicia! There is no way you love Oliver more than me!"
"Of course I do!" Alicia snapped, "I told him first, I love to where pink leather, proposal and all!"
"If you really love someone you don't rush into these things!" Angelina snapped back, they were getting quite an audience now. The teachers were mumbling in concern, Charlie looked rather entertained, as did a few others, while the majority of the Hall merely looked confused or shell shocked, like Oliver himself.
"No, if you really love someone you don't have to wait," Alicia snapped, "It shows you have no doubts about your feelings! I love to wear pink leather."
"Oh, please," Angelina replied, and evil glint in her eyes now, "Doubt? What do you love more? Oliver or wearing pink leather?" The look on Alicia's face now was hilarious, you could tell why they made a good pair, Alicia looked horrified and Angelina was looking smug. Alicia's eyes flicked to Oliver, then back to Angelina, and made the trip a couple of times.
"Fine," Alicia finally replied in a choked sob, "Fine, you win, you can have him! I love wearing pink leather!" With tears brimming in her eyes Alicia ran from the room. Angelina just blinked for a moment then threw her arms into the air.
"Woohoo!" She yelled, "I won! See ya at practise Ollie!" And she took off after Alicia. The hall sat in confused silence for a moment with the exception of the roaring laughter from Lee, Fred, George, Katie and Katherine.
"What, what's going on?" Oliver asked the howling group, looking very confused as he walked towards them. Fred took this opportunity to jump up and envelope the older boy in a hug.
"Don't worry, mate," he assured, "Consequences of being friends with us."
"See ya at practise Cap," George called as the two red heads casually wandered off after the girls.
"Don't worry Oliver, all you need to know is that the girls weren't serious and your Quidditch team will be absolutely fine," Katherine assured, "By the way can I come to the next practise? I have to prove that I'm a good flyer, wannabe here doesn't believe me."
"Wannabe? Why am I a wannabe?" Katie demanded.
"Because you wannabe a second year," Katherine replied, continuing to eat.
"Look, you can come to practise, so long as you stay out of the way," Oliver announced, "And next time either tell me what's going on or keep me out of it."
…
Up in the Common room Alicia and Angelina were just about dying from laughter when the twins walked in.
"Oh, Merlin," Angelina gasped, "So funny!"
"I know, I know," Alicia agreed, "Poor Oliver. I love to wear pink underwear."
"You two did really well," George commended, "It was great improvisation."
"Yeah, brilliant," Fred agreed, grinning widely, "Alicia seemed so devastated about her love for pink leather."
"The fake tears was a good touch," George nodded.
"Oh, they weren't fake," Alicia replied, "It was because I was trying not to laugh. It was almost impossible to talk normally. I love to wear pink leather."
"Hey, guys!" Katie called as she bounced into the room, "Katherine's coming to practise!" With that Fred enveloped her in a hug, she blinked confusedly when he pulled back.
"Sorry, habit," he informed her, moving to the portrait hole. As Katherine walked through he jumped at her, unfortunately the sudden attack made her fall over.
"Ow," Katherine announced, not sounding to badly hurt, "Your supposed to hug people Fred, not tackle them."
"My bad," Fred replied, shaking his head slightly as they both sat up, "So what're we doing now?"
"Well, Lee has to go find some decoration, George has to write McGonagall a love letter and, if I'm not mistaken, you have a potions essay to write," Katherine announced, pulling her own bag towards the table, "If you work on it now I'll give you some help." She offered.
So the group spread themselves around the Common room, each doing their own thing. George began writing his letter while Katherine and Fred pulled out parchment. Five minutes later found Fred idly writing down prank ideas while Katherine was packing her essay away. She looked over his should at some of the ideas, and snorted.
"Can I help?" She asked, picking up her quill before he answered.
"Hey, Kat," Fred asked quietly, worried he was about to get himself attacked, "You remember last night when you were telling us why you hated Veritaserum?" Katherine made a noise of assent as she scanned the parchment. "Why'd you hesitate?"
"You should've asked last night," Katherine pointed out, "I can lie now."
"Yeah, but you've done it before, and I figured you'd curse me if I asked something like that."
Katherine gave him an odd look. Not the normal one where she seemed to think he was insane, but a soft, slightly confused look. He decided he liked it, unless it led to him being cursed. She continued to eye him for a moment before she spoke.
"I didn't know what to say," She answered truthfully, "It's because I never know what to call him. At home it was drilled into us to say 'the Dark Lord', but you say that anywhere public and people give you odd looks, like I'm suddenly going to lash out with some pureblood supremacy rant. I can't bring myself to call him You-Know-Who or He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, because it feels demeaning. So, I just, never really know what to say."
"Ok," Fred replied, giving her a concerned look she didn't see because she was determinedly avoiding looking at him. "So," he announced suddenly, "Any ideas Miss mastermind?"
Katherine grinned. "Yeah, one or two, and Fred?" He looked up at her odd tone, "Thanks for not pushing." She told him with a soft smile, he nodded and they both turned back to the parchment.
They then proceeded to have an argument because Katherine scratched out some of his idea's saying there was no way they could pull those off or he said that she was exaggerating the trouble they'd get in.
"I think their cute," Katie told George, who was sneakily watching his brother and friend. He started slightly at her voice, and raised an eyebrow at her comment. "What?" Katie smirked, "Kat might be the brains, but she's rather oblivious about anything emotional concerning herself. I like to be aware of those things. By the way, you're going to have to rewrite that," she nodded towards the letter, "McGonagall's eyes are green, Angelina's are brown."
"I am Cupid and I will help you find love!" Alicia informed Percy at breakfast on Sunday. Percy just stared at her as she moved down the table.
"Oi! Gryffindork!" called a Slytherin, "What are you morons doing this time?"
"Sorry," Alicia replied, a professional smile on her face, "My boss said I'm not allowed to work for you, but good luck with your future endeavours. If you find someone I hope you'll be able to come give me tips."
"I honestly don't think he realised that was an insult," Katie informed Alicia as she sat down.
"I don't particularly care," Alicia replied, "How many people do I have to say that to?"
"You weren't actually given a number," Katherine replied, "But you have to keep saying it till we finish breakfast."
"Well eat faster then," Alicia commanded.
"No, I'm good," Katherine replied, "Plus I caught up on all my sleep last night, and I don't have any homework, so there's no particular reason for me to leave."
"Yet," George replied, to which Katherine gave him an odd look.
"We put on of yesterday's pranks into action," Fred explained.
"Wait, you were helping them with pranks?" Angelina asked.
"Well, Fred just had it sitting on the table, and I was bored," Katherine replied, "What'd you do?"
"Left over Veritaserum," Fred replied, "Not good to have that stuff lying around-"
"-is it?" continued George, "We took it to the kitchens early this morning and managed to spread it around."
"We got at least one on each table," Fred finished proudly.
"Each table?" Lee repeated, "As in the teacher's table as well?"
"Do you realise how much trouble this is going to get you in?" Katherine asked.
"Well it was your idea," Fred pointed out.
"You shouldn't have stolen the stuff in the first place," Katherine snapped back.
"What did they steal?" Percy asked, apparently having been eavesdropping on the last of the conversation.
"My transfiguration notes," Katherine lied immediately, "What are you doing?"
"Oh, I was eavesdropping to make sure they wouldn't ruin my chase of becoming prefect," Percy replied, then blushed, "Er, I mean, um, I'm leaving."
"Well, I think we found out who got Gryffindor's share," Katie announced.
"Yeah, well I'm out of here before things get really out of hand," Katherine announced, "With people spilling the truth everywhere things are bound to get dangerous."
Even as she got up from her seat two other students, a Ravenclaw and a Slytherin, were standing up and yelling at each other. The whole hall turned to watch, apparently the Slytherin had a crush on the Ravenclaw's sister. Needless to say the forced confession wasn't going well and the two boys were pulling their wands. Suddenly Snape and Flitwick were beside their students, leading them from the room.
"Attention students," McGonagall called, "Some of the breakfast appears to have been spiked, anyone suffering ill effects should visit Professor Snape. Anyone with an idea as who is responsible should come and see me." She waved her wand and a few goblets, and pieces of food disappeared from the tables. "Feel free to continue eating."
"Well, that was over far too soon," Fred announced, sounding miffed.
"On the bright side she can't trace it back to you two because Snape didn't notice there was any missing and the people who drank it were all random," Katherine commended.
"Thanks," George replied, "Your approval means so much to us!"
"I don't approve," Katherine corrected, "I told you I hated that stuff."
"Why?" Alicia asked curiously.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Katherine responded, "And I'm still leaving by the way. I think there's going to be a thunder storm!"
"What have thunderstorms got to do with anything?" Angelina asked as Katherine walked off.
"She loves thunder storms," Fred replied, "They calm her down or something."
"She's a little weirdo," George nodded, grinning at his brother. The others all mumbled their assent.
…
"So, rain then," Lee said later that day, as they headed up to the Common room from lunch, "Anyone for chess?"
"I'll play," Alicia offered, "What's Fred looking at?" Fred as standing at the window looking outside, Katie peaked out from behind him. Katherine was standing out in the rain, though they couldn't actually see what she was doing from there. Silently Katie pulled out her wand and pointed it at Katherine, mumbling the spell before pulling away to watch the others play chess.
Fred watched, amused and confused, as little lion heads appeared over her robes. She spun and looked up at him, he gave her a small wave before a spell hit him and he fell backwards. The others all looked away from the chess game, looked at Fred and burst into laughter.
"What?" Fred demanded, "What'd she do?"
Evidently, Katherine had been doing research on more than just school, as Fred found out when he picked up his mirror. Not only were his clothes bright pink but his now long red hair was tied up into pigtails using matching pink ribbons. They clashed horribly. He looked back out the window to see Katherine looking up expectantly. When she caught sight of him she doubled over with laughter.
"Katherine!" He screamed, "Get up here and fix it!"
"No," she yelled back, "Come and get me!" With that she took off across the grounds.
"Why you little…" Fred grumbled under his breathe, storming upstairs to his dormitory.
"What's he doing?" Lee asked worriedly.
"Something insane probably," Angelina relied. Just as she finished Fred came zooming through the Common room on his broom and flew out the window…
A couple hours later the pair walked into the Common room, still in their jinxed conditions, soaking wet, and munching happily on food they obviously got from the kitchens. Fred had his broom over one shoulder.
"Who won?" Alicia asked, "And why'd you walk back like that?"
"I won so I said he had to walk back like that," Katherine replied, "Plus, we met some pure blood fanatics out on the lawn. They started having a go at me and next thing I know a blur of pink is charging at them. Rain makes it hard to see. I think you traumatised them."
"Good," Fred replied, "I hope they can never look at the colour pink again. I think one of them might've fallen in the lake though."
"So just an average outing really," Katie summarised.
"Urgh, Monday," Fred groaned as they walked to Transfiguration, "Mondays suck."
"Absolutely, dear brother," George nodded, "Who's for skipping."
"No one's skipping Transfiguration today," Katherine informed them, "So toughen up."
"Yeah, Katie's got Potions guys," Angelina pointed out, "You should consider yourselves lucky,"
The continued their idle chatter as they took their seats and waited for class to start. McGonagall wandered in and had just started saying…when Lee ran into the room."
"Mr Jordan, are you aware your ten minutes late?" McGonagall asked.
"Yes, sorry baby I had a prior engagement," Lee said casually, Fred and George perked up slightly, "I didn't realise it would take so long."
"Very well," McGonagall replied, eyeing Lee suspiciously, "As I was…Mr Jordan is that tinsel in your hair?"
Lee pulled a piece a green tinsel from his hair and looked at it for a moment before answering, "Well, yes, it would appear so baby."
"And is there any reason as to why you have tinsel in your hair? Or, more importantly, why you've deemed it appropriate to call me 'baby'."
"As it so happens, yes there is," Lee replied, totally straight-faced, "You see, I was casually wandering down the hall, minding my own business when suddenly a huge, flying, pink demon came out of nowhere. It attacked me with tinsel and demanded I refer to you only as baby, lest it brutally murder all my fellow house mates in their sleep."
"Mr Jordan, if you think…"
"I'm not even the only one who say it baby," Lee cut in, "It attacked a group of Slytherins yesterday, pushed one into the lake, they were terrified."
McGonagall paused, she had heard some Slytherins mumbling something insane about a pink flying thing. Still, it was all far too convenient, especially for one of the Weasley twin's friends.
"Well, I'm sorry Mr Jordan, but until I see this 'demon' for myself you have acquired yourself a detention," She informed Lee, "And if you insist upon continuing this behaviour you should refrain from speaking unless you want another one."
"Yes baby," Lee replied, to which McGonagall frowned.
Translator note: What Katherine said in Italian translates too, "I just wanted to let you know that I am madly in love with you. I've been holding back for so long and had to let you know how I feel. You've helped me a lot, and it was like an inspiration. Fred and George just do not get. Thank you for listening, even if you do not feel the same.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter and all the complete randomness that happens in my head! R&R!