Ron wandered down the cobbled street of Diagon Alley. The best part of being an adult was that he didn't have to justify where he was going to anyone. Just grab your coat, out the door, and Bob's your uncle. He didn't have any particular idea what he wanted to do today, but there were a few people he hadn't seen in a while, and he couldn't think
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"Only one of us here." He draped an arm around Ron's shoulders. "And wait.. I'm a redhead?" Fred grabbed a hank of his own hair in an attempt to get a look at it. "How come no one ever mentioned this before?"
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"Oi, you too?" he said, shaking his head. "A bird or a bloke?"
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"Oliver Wood," he said, from across the room and apropos of nothing.
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"OW!" Ron yelped, jumping back. "Stupid little git."
He turned to frown at Fred. "Oliver? Where? I don't see him."
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"I was going to tell you that I ran into Oliver the other day. He's playing professional Quidditch. Apparently he's still great with a broom." There was no lilt to his voice. Ron had asked a question, Fred had answered it. It was not Fred's fault if Ron failed at innuendo.
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His brow crinkled. Why was Fred telling him this? It wasn't as though he and Oliver had been especially close. Ron knew him only as that Quidditch crazed bloke that Harry was fond of.
"Look, I was thinking of exploring a bit. Never been allowed out in Diagon completely without parents or guardians, you know? Want to come with me?"
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He peered curiously at the building, wondering what lay inside.
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"Do you ever get used to that?" he asked, massaging his temples for a second. But then he realised just where they were and his eyes widened. "Whoa. This is great!"
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"Anything interesting over there?"
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He looked at the papers strewn about him where he'd dived. "Not much. Just some old pictures and things- hey, look at this." On the floor were several pictures of old Florean Fortescue, the glass of the frames smashed. "They really did a number on this place, didn't they?'
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Fred grinned and then took the pictures from his Ron. "Interesting. Bit dim in here though, shall I just keep these and we can look at them more back at the shop? 's not like anyone's going to miss them."
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"Yeah, I don't see why not. I doubt anyone would ever notice they're gone." He pocketed a few more cherries surreptitiously for further practice at home.
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"Gentlemen, time to go. Fred, meet me at Alderaan."
George grabbed Ron and apparated him to a spot outside near the shop. Fred and George had decided on an arbitrary spot to go to if they had ever found themselves in a pickle with dissatisfied Wheezes' customers. And they gave it a muggle name so wizards would be confused.
Fred appeared just after George and Ron. "Sorry 'bout that, but I heard noise that wasn't us. There must have been detection charms that we missed. C'mon, let's get back to the shop."
George lead his brothers in through the front door where they heard Charlie chatting up their newest employee.
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