He dropped a bag of Puking Pastilles. Where? Oh somewhere by the lake? Nevermind the lake was ginormous. He was going to kill George. Anyone could have picked them up by now. And the trouble they would get in if someone accidentally ingested them.
Crap Fred saw Hermione sitting by the lake.
Well, that could be a problem. Hermione was decent enough girl kind of cute too. A little too serious maybe. She wasn't on board with Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. She didnt understand the twin's vision.
But despite her serious nature, Fred liked Hermione. It must be something in the Weasley DNA that drew them to the bookworm. His whole family adored her. Fred mostly liked yanking her chain. It was easy to do. Getting her riled up was simple and FUN.
Fred just couldn't resist.
"Oi Granger!" Fred called. "You seen a little brown bag out here anywhere?"
Hermione let out something of a grumble and a sigh. She fell back in the grass, which caused her to look at Fred - or possibly George - upside down. "A what? No...."
But then she started thinking. Why would one of the Weasley twins be looking for a small brown bag? Out here? Her nose crinkled as she thought about any of the possibilities.
"Why?" And she sat up onto her elbows, staring pointedly at him. "What are you up to?"
She sighed softly. Sometimes she caught herself wishing Ron would be more like the twins, especially as of late with his girlish mood swings. Oh, but twins lead to trouble, even if there's only one. Still, a ghost of a smile played on her features as she thought about it.
"Because you're always up to something. It's part of your charm, I suppose." She shrugged. "Now what is it, before more first years fall victim to your latest project?"
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He dropped a bag of Puking Pastilles. Where? Oh somewhere by the lake? Nevermind the lake was ginormous. He was going to kill George.
Anyone could have picked them up by now. And the trouble they would get in if someone accidentally ingested them.
Crap
Fred saw Hermione sitting by the lake.
Well, that could be a problem. Hermione was decent enough girl kind of cute too. A little too serious maybe. She wasn't on board with Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. She didnt understand the twin's vision.
But despite her serious nature, Fred liked Hermione. It must be something in the Weasley DNA that drew them to the bookworm. His whole family adored her. Fred mostly liked yanking her chain. It was easy to do. Getting her riled up was simple and FUN.
Fred just couldn't resist.
"Oi Granger!" Fred called. "You seen a little brown bag out here anywhere?"
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But then she started thinking. Why would one of the Weasley twins be looking for a small brown bag? Out here? Her nose crinkled as she thought about any of the possibilities.
"Why?" And she sat up onto her elbows, staring pointedly at him. "What are you up to?"
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Fred kicked up dirt with the point of his boot and smiled at her. He tried to look as innocent as possible (which was tough).
"And who says I am up to something?" Fred asked.
Sometimes she reminded him of his mum.
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"Because you're always up to something. It's part of your charm, I suppose." She shrugged. "Now what is it, before more first years fall victim to your latest project?"
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