Who: The Weasley Twins
When: During magic*con.
Where: The..con?
Summary: The twins deal with a little, tiny detail from home that may have accdentally been glossed over by everyone who knows Fred.
Format: Quick
Warnings: None?
[George had been minding the booth as best he could (just after dinner never failed to produce a rush in demand for sweets, no matter what their specific effects), when he’d seen Fred tense out of the corner of his eye. That in and of itself was odd to drawn his attention considering his twin didn’t seem to be doing much more than chatting with a pretty blonde girl in a rather…interesting rendition of the Hogwarts uniform (George didn’t recall the blouses being quite that low).
He shot Fred a raised eyebrow as he muddled his way through giving a customer change. What’s the matter?]