FRED AND GEORGE WWW FANFIC
"Give her hell from us, Peeves." Watching the poltergeist sweep his belled hat from his head they soared through the sky.
"We'll be legends after this ya know?" Said George smirking slightly.
"Cool." Fred said softly. They both look at each other and only one thought was in their minds. 'What next?'
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An owl carrying a letter flew into the Weasley’s kitchen. Mrs. Weasley untied the letter, opened it and read:
Dearest Molly,
This letter is to inform you that George and Fred Weasley have dropped
out of Hogwarts. They left on their broomsticks earlier this evening and
should be arriving at your home in a matter of moments.
Albus Dumbledore
P.S.
It was quite a legendary exit they did, those two. Quite a bit of talented
and complicated magic. Gum drops are fabulous by the way Molly, you
should most definitely try them.
Mrs. Weasley stared hard at the letter with shock. Sure she thought that Fred and George were a bit of troublemakers but to this extent? What would drive them to do such a thing? Not even taking there N.E.W.T.s exams. What job will they get now? Gum drops? Oh dear, so many questions ran through Mrs. Weasley’s mind she almost didn't hear two pairs of feet walk into the Burrow. Almost.
Their faces were windswept and they had a relieved look on themselves. As though leaving school at last and having their own store crossed their minds, a small smirk appeared on their face. But was soon wiped off as they saw their mum's glare.
She stared at them so hard they couldn't help but stare back. She slowly walked up to them. Though both twins were much taller they felt as if their mother were a crouching cheatah ready to pounce on her prey. Instinctively the twins closed their eyes ready for the attack. Obviously Mrs. Weasley isn't one to attack. Unless, that is, with her voice.
"What in Merlin's name were you boys thinking?! No, don't answer that," She screeched loudly just as Fred opened his mouth to answer. "You both weren't thinking at all! Oh my, what will your father say? And your N.E.W.T.s boys! You haven't taken them yet, how in heavens name do you plan on getting jobs? No N.E.W.T.s can surely not get you any job you'd like. Maybe Muggle-dishwashing perhaps?! You boy know school is very--"
"MUM!" Both twins yelled at the same time. Mrs. Weasley looked slightly ticked for being interrupted. Well not exactly slightly...
"What?" If looks could kill Fred and George would be dead by now.
"We've got a job." They stated.
"Oh what? Weasley Wizard Wheezes? You know that you need mon--"
"We've got a store set up in Diagon Alley." Mrs. Weasley was really getting tired of being interrupted but she looked slightly taken aback.
"How did you affo--"
"Never mind that. But see the point is--"George quickly stated. He didn't want his mother having any assumptions.
"We run our own store and school was just--" Fred continued.
"Getting in the way of everything." George finished. He quickly saw his mother's features turn from astonished to furious.
"So that's it? You threw school away for Weasley Wizard Weezes? 6 years down the drain for that?!" Mrs. Weasley couldn't believe her sons had dropped out of school for some silly pranks.
"Mum. You know that if we could, we would have finished school. It was just that filthy Umbridge--" Fred scrunched up his nose as his brother continued.
"And her crazy ways of running the school. I'm surprised were the only ones who left."
"With that wench--"
"And don't forget her whip-loving sidekick Filch." George piped in.
"Yes, well, Dumbledore would rather run around in his knickers..." George and Fred both made disgusted noises as a revolting mental picture came to their heads. Even Mrs. Weasley let out a small chuckle at their faces.