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@slvthrin
I didnât know Heaven was real
penny is really out here trying her best and MC is just judging her like they HAVENâT been hunting vaults the past 5 years in hopes of finding their brother
now do the stanky leg
Andre: did they have mirrors in the bathroom?
MC: *wearing a hat* yes.
Andre: so you saw what you look like and didnât take off the hat?
i aint know bill was freaky like that
A concept:
Oliver Stummvoll as Draco Malfoy:Â
like excuse me
harry is quaking.
thank you for your time
MC: I wish I was dinosaur.
Ben: Why? Cause theyâre big and scary? Cause theyâre-
MC: Cause theyâre all dead.
HPHM Characters as nice sounds
Rowan: book pages being turned, excited whisper
Penny: the bubbeling of a potion, soft giggles, skates on fresh ice
Andre: the cheering of a crowd, the rustle of soft fabrics against each other
Charlie: the swish of the wind, the flatter of the snitch, crackling open fire
Barnaby: the crunch of fresh snow under your feet, a purring kitten
Tonks: the bouncing of a trampoline, popping bubble wrap
Bill: fireworks, wind passing through leaves of a tree
Tulip: the click and hiss of opening a can of soda, distant music
Ben: the crunch of biting into a crisp apple, cat purring
MC: waves against rocks, thunder, distant chatter
Prefect: Iâm going to ask you to be respectful.
MC: Iâm going to politely decline.
What will happen to Ben and MC. Find out next week on Dragon Ball Z
who the fuck threw away his fucking rock cakes
Jacob: swear words are illegal now. If you say one youâll be fined
Charlie: heck
Jacob: youâre on thin fucking ice
Jacob: Oh no.
Day 7: Free Day
Here are some of my current headcanons for the ball in fifth year!!! (As always featuring my MC)
-Tulip and Tonks decide the entire gang is going to go as a group bc -who needs dates- (Tonks is totally oblivious that some of them, in fact, want dates whereas Tulip just thinks itâs funny to make them suffer)
-Andre makes everyone check in w him regarding their formal wear- he has to make sure no one is wearing anything too similar to him so he can SHINE
-Barnaby and Charlie let it slip to each other that they each had someone in mind to ask to the ball before Tulip and Tonks banned dates- Charlie is lowkey worried Barnaby is talking about Alexx while Barnaby is totally oblivious and just glad that he can relate to his friend
-Penny and Andre decide to teach the others how to dance and it is a TASK let me tell you
-at the actual ball, Penny and Andre tear up the dance floor while Tulip and Tonks compete to see who can do the dumbest dance
-Bill is at the dance w a girl from his year and is therefore shunned by the others
-Barnaby tells Charlie heâs going to ask the person he likes to dance and Charlie gets super nervous until, to the surprise of damn near everyone, Barnaby asks Rowan to dance
-Charlie, feeling better that Barnaby doesnât like Alexx, decides to ask her to dance
-BUT before Charlie can ask her, Alexx asks HIM
-Tulip definitely teases him for not being as brave as a Ravenclaw when heâs supposed to be the gryffindor
-Merula sees Barnaby and Rowan dancing and makes some snide comment but they both ignore her bc theyâre having fun and who cares what Merula thinks????
-Alexx goes to the bathroom and the girls immediately swarm Charlie, promising him they will not hold back if he hurts her (Charlie is most scared of Penny and is a little rattled when Alexx gets back)
-somehow Bill convinces McGonagall to dance w him (âCâmon Professor, itâs my last year!â)
-Alexx and Penny teach everyone some muggle dance moves (they trying getting Ben to help them but heâs too shy) and Bill and Charlie are pretty excited to go home and show Arthur
Slytherins Are Always At The Top
Little (another Slytherin that grew up with Felix) continued to poke Felix as he and MC were stressing over house points. âHonestly, your lives are far too complicated to be worrying about this kind of stuff. So what if we lose to Hufflepuff? They arenât egotistical jerks, so itâs okay.â They merely gave her a cold glare. MC let out a heavy sigh and began to express her concerns. âIt honestly takes so much skill and time to gain so many house points while the rest of Slytherin sits around all day. And even if we do get them to work, they put in the smallest amount of effort. Itâs just so damn stressful.â Felix crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, while still maintaining his proper composure. He gave a reassuring smile and said, âA Slytherin will always be at the top, in the end.â MC smirked and responded with, âBut what if there are two Slytherins? Do they just stand up?â Felix shifted uncomfortably and sputtered, âWh- I- I beg your pardon?â Rowan, who was pretending to read, spat water all over her book. âI, uhm, I misunderstood what you meant. Uhm. I- Iâm sorry. I- uh- Iâll take my leave now.â MC hurried out of the dorm, tripping on her robes as she did so. Little was, of course, on the floor laughing so hard that tears were filling the brim of her eyes.
F.R.I.E.N.D.S - Hogwarts Mystery Style
âIâll be there for youâŚas soon as I get enough energyâ
Hogwarts Mystery event Day 7 - Free
The most hilarious thing about the fact Buckbeak had a trial and lost is that later on JKR resolves the issue by having Hagrid take him in again and renaming him Witherwings. Thatâs literally all it took. What if in POA, Hagrid simply said, âSorry, Buckbeak flew away.âÂ
âThereâs a hippogriff right there, Hagrid.â
âA different hipprogriff.â
âIâm⌠pretty sure thatâs the same hipprogriff.â
âProve it.âÂ
no dna tests we die like scientifically underdeveloped societies
Prisoner of Azkaban continues to be the most frustrating book
Someone should have just adopted Sirius and started calling him Gerald.
Remus: Erm⌠this is our new order member, my⌠cousin Gerald. Gerald White.
âMr. Lupin that is Sirius Black with glasses!â âOh come now Minister, Sirius Black doesnât wear glasses. That wouldnât make sense.â âWell have Mr. White take off his glasses then!â âHe canât he needs them to see.â
it got better
Itâs honestly a miracle to me that wizarding society doesnât collapse every other week because like
Youâve got this world full of people who can destroy whole buildings or turn people into beetles or make vehicles fly just by waving a stick at them
And there is literally no common sense
Anywhere to be found
Voldemort would never have had anyone find out he was back if he just went around calling himself SteveÂ
Okay, see, I thought I saved this post to comment on it but Iâd like to bring up
The Minister would NEVER EVER disbelieve in Gerald White. Heâd buy it hook line and sinker. The wizarding world would buy it hook line and sinker. The GOBLINS wouldnât but wizards have been shown to be pretty blindingly clueless. Still, Gringotts would grudgingly give Sirius access to the Black fortune.
But, but, but, you know the one person
the one person
who Gerald White would drive AB-SO-LUTELY FUCKING BATSHIT?
Severus Snape.
Snape would do everything, EVERYTHING, to get people to believe that itâs Sirius. But the Order would ignore it (they accepted Sirius as Sirius before anyway) and Remus would just be so⌠so affronted.
âSeverus, he is my cousin.â
And Sirius would love it. Heâd love the fact that Snape just hated it. Heâd be the BEST DAMN GERALD WHITE EVER b/c Snape is doing everything from dropping veritaserum into his firewhisky to capturing a dementor in a box and releasing it on Sirius when he least expects it
That one causes problems for a bare minute because SHIT A DEMENTOR ATTEMPTED TO GIVE GERALD THE KISS MAYBE SNAPE IS RIGHT except Harry comes forward and is like âexcuse me, Iâve never committed a crime and dementors are ALWAYS attacking me, I think theyâre attracted to glassesâ
and the magical community is like âshit, yeah, youâre rightâ
and just
Spare. Snape goes spare.
Now Iâm imagining Fred and George sneaking extra Weasleys into Snapeâs class manifests every year.
Annnd I wrote the thing. Sort of. It kinda got out of hand.
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The first year theyâre just Fred and George, except when occasionally theyâre Gred and Forge, but itâs not too long before Snape just stops trying to tell them apart and just treats them as the joint entity âWeasley,â who happens to be in two places at once.
The next year they take turns attending first-year Potions class as Barry Weasley, the glasses-wearing Weasley cousin who missed the Sorting Ceremony because he tried to swallow three chocolate frogs at once on a bet from his twin cousins and got sick.
Snape has a choice between asking questions about Barry and punishing Fred and George for tormenting their cousin, and punishing Fred and George wins out. At this point, itâs not really that weirdâthe Weasleys do tend toward large familiesâand any excuse to give the twins detention is basically the sort of thing you could put under a box propped up with a stick on a rope and a âTOTALLY NOT A TRAPâ sign to catch Severus Snape.
So he figures Barry Weasley is real. He comments on the boyâs resemblance to Fred and George, and Barry nods and says âEveryone says that. I could fool everyone but them, except eventually people figure out thereâs only one of me.â
Snape doesnât have much cause for complaint. Barry is not a difficult student (the twins are, at this point, quite happy with the joke for its own sake and so donât risk the Barry persona on tormenting him), perhaps a bit prone to letting his mind wander (it helps that George is actually interested in Potions, and uses the second run as an opportunity to experiment), but there have been no outright disasters centered around his cauldron, which is a lot more than can be said for the twins.
The next year is Fred and Georgeâs third year, Barryâs second year, and Ronâs first year. They donât take Ron entirely into their confidence ⌠but they do let on that theyâve invented a fictional âCousin Barryâ to mess with Snape a bit, in case Snape asks, but Snape doesnât ask.
He does mention Barry Weasley to Barryâs supposed Head of House, but by pure luck he manages to do so when Minerva is sufficiently preoccupied by that late night with four first-years sneaking out after curfew, and she hears âHarry and Weasley,â and nods, and asks him something about a Gryffindor fifth-year sheâs concerned about, and, well, that basically settles it.
Fred and George run into a minor difficulty in that they donât have a free period coinciding with âBarryâsâ potions class, but they get lucky enough to have History of Magic during that class, and Binns wouldnât notice if Fred or George set the classroom on fire, much less if Fred or George is always absent.
Fred and George are at this point quite satisfied with getting âBarryâ through seven years of Hogwarts without Snape realizing heâs fictional, but then at the beginning of their fourth year Snape is absent from the Sorting and the Welcome Feast and ⌠well. Opportunity beckons.
Since Fred and George are pragmatic about which elective classes they take (theyâre much more interested in independent study directed toward magical jokes and pranks), they have several free periods and it only takes a significant look between them to agree that, yes, they can absolutely handle being one more person just for Potions class.
Theyâre a bit more advanced at their magic now, and a bit of diluted Shrinking Potion and a Freckle Charm create Barnaby, Barryâs younger brother. Thereâs a minor concern with Ginny being in the same class, and more importantly, Operation Barnaby is still in the planning stages when McGonagall hands out the schedules and they realize they have Transfiguration during the requisite class period and McGonagall will definitely notice if a twin is missing.
Thus is is that Barnaby Weasley, Hufflepuff, is born.
Snape doesnât give away anything more than a mild frown at another Weasley showing up on the class roster, but he does raise an eyebrow and inquire, âHufflepuff?â after reading his name.
Barnaby (Fred, at the moment) turns red with the help of a Blushing Charm and looks hurt and defensive, which makes the Hufflepuffs, upset at the perceived insult to their House, accept him without question. Nobody ever asks either twin why he only shows up in Potions class; they get that itâs some long-con joke focused on Snape and they donât interfere.
Barnaby is not quite as hopeless at Potions as Neville, but he is prone to the same wandering attention span as his brother, only more so. His potions regularly fail and occasionally explode, usually in a way that to Snape indicates carelessness with the ingredients and tells Fred or George something useful about the what happens when you do that.
The next year there are no new Weasley children, officially, but when Fred plops himself down next to George on the train and says âSo what about a girl?â George knows exactly what heâs talking about.
They mix a hair-growing potion on the train, and have to hide it quickly when Draco Malfoy comes running into their compartment, frightened of the dementors.
George takes the hair potion and the shrinking potion and the pair of them use the Maraudersâ Map to intercept Snape on his way to the Great Hall. Fred hides behind a pillar and casts a Duplicating Illusion Charm on himself and tries hard not to burst out laughing as George plays Nasturtium Weasley, little sister to Barry and Barnaby, whoâs somehow managed to get lost on the way to the Great Hall.
Snapeâs not the slightest bit pleased to be getting yet another absent-minded Weasley cousin, snarls, snaps something vaguely cutting, and leads her towards the Great Hall, intending to hand her over directly to Professor McGonagall; instead he runs into Fred and George (actually Fred and his charm double); Fred explained that they saw their cousin wandering off and went to go get her. Snape lectures the pair of them on wandering, accuses them of being up to no good, and stalks off to direct evil looks at Professor Lupin.
Which, luckily, takes up so much of his attention that he doesnât pay attention to the Sorting. Fred and George decide the next morning, after careful consultation of multiple studentsâ class schedules, to put her in Hufflepuff along with Barnaby.
They strike it lucky again, in that first-year Potions only conflicts with Care of Magical Creatures, to which only one twin is going (they donât see much point in both of them taking the same class, figuring that one of them knowing something is as good as both of them knowing it and they can teach each other more effectively than anyone else can teach them, an argument that failed to impress Professor McGonagall into letting them each out of half their classes back in first year); Hagrid wonât be expecting to see two of them.
Nasturtium Weasley, it develops, has quite a lot of bright red hair and a tendency to hyperfocus on ingredients or processes, leading to a lot of ruined potions when she keeps stirring too long or spends the whole class period shredding the shrivelfigs or gets lost examining the lobes of a dirigible plum leaf. Fred and George, taking turns being Nasturtium, are happy to spend the time just thinking through some interesting research theyâve been doing or contemplating a problem with their latest invention or just brainstorming new joke ideas until Snape appears, bellowing about melted cauldrons and the people who donât even notice them because theyâre too fascinated by the down on a downy mage-thistle.
But theyâre being run just a bit ragged at it and decide that three is enoughâuntil they wander past the Hospital Wing at just the right time to hear Snape bellowing apoplectically about Harry Potter, and Dumbledoreâs more reasoned tones making light of the idea that Harry and his friends were in two places at once.
Fred and George look at each other and a light goes on.
Theyâve heard about time-turners. Theyâve also seen Hermione Granger run herself ragged studying textbooks for every subject available. They know how many subjects there are, and how many class periods in a week.
As one, they reach out and lightly smack each other on the head for not putting it together earlier.
Snape comes raging out the door just in time to see them and gives them detention. Fred and George scowl after him and turn and look at each other. And nod.
Itâs on.
Fred âaccidentallyâ bumps into Hermione when sheâs on her way to McGonagallâs office, pretends to lose his balance, and falls hard to the floor. It gives him bruises, but sometimes sacrifices must be made for the successful theft of major, highly-regulated, top-secret magical artifacts. Hermione turns to help him, and George switches the time-turner with an elaborately crafted fake, a Confundus Charm and a Diversion Charm giving it the correct density of magical energy signature and ensuring that anyone who tries to use it will find an urgent reason to put it off. (George is super pleased with that one; itâs a time-turner, so quite naturally anyone who can use it has plenty of time to use it later.)
Next year is their sixth year, which brings enough of a drop in courses (there are definite benefits to getting only two OWLS each, though they doubt their mother would agree) that they only need to use the time-turner once, when Barry has Potions when Fred has Transfiguration and George has Herbology. Theyâre almost disappointed by this, until Fred gets a devastatingly diabolical grin on his face and says, âwhat if there were two of them?â
Georgeâs face mirrors the grin in an instant, and he responds with his own suggestion. âCousins.â A pause. âAnd they hate each other.â
And so come into being Gentian Weasley, younger sister of Barry, Barnaby, and Nasturtium Weasley, and her cousin from yet another branch of the Weasley family, Bilious Weasley the Second.
This time they give themselves some insurance, and make very good use of the time-turner, by charming Snape into seeing the new arrivals be Sorted. For a diversion they let Peeves the Poltergeist into the kitchens and assist him in creating havoc (testing out a potential product, tentatively named the Souper Swimming Pool, in the process); the amount of commotion takes three Professors to sort out, one of them Snape, and itâs surprisingly easy to hit the distracted Potions Master with the prototype of a Daydream Charm, highly modified to suit the occasion.
Once theyâve finished the time loop, they blast themselves with Aguamenti charms to make it look like theyâve just come out of the rain and sit down. Snape sees Weasley, Bilious and Weasley, Gentian be sorted into Gryffindor one right after another and summons himself a bottle of firewhiskey.
This is a mistake, as he has the keen and ignoble joy of being hungover for the worst Potions class heâs ever taught, including that one time when somebody (Potter) threw a firework into the Swelling Solution.
Gentian snickers when Snape reads Biliousâ name. Bilious calls Gentian âfreckles.â Slytherin students from accross the room (the both of them are Gryffindors this time) look on in obvious amusement. Snape looks constipated. Their own supposed housemates eye them, looking confused, concerned, and generally bamboozled but none of them vocalize their curiosity.
Fred and George share a secret, gleeful smile, and escalate.
They spill things on each other: water, pigeon milk, stinksap. Gentian breaks a salamander egg on Biliousâ forehead; Bilious stabs Gentian with a knarl quill. They drop the wrong ingredients surreptitiously into each otherâs potions. Biliousâ cauldron spews copious amounts of green smoke, gaining a lecture and losing five points for Gryffindor; his retaliation recreates Neville Longbottomâs disaster a few years prior and melts Gentianâs cauldron. Gentian shrieks at Bilious, Bilious dumps the whole jar of puffer-fish eggs over Gentianâs head, and Gentian launches herself at him, punching and clawing and screaming her head off.
Snape separates them with a wave of his wand and threatens them with a monthâs worth of detention collecting bubotuber pus. Gentian says, âYou canât do that, Iâll tell McGonagall on you,â which neatly puts Snape off telling Professor McGonagall himself, because honestly, she probably will take issue with it. Bilious smirks loftily and sneers, âBaby. I like bubotuber pus. It smells like petrol.â
âHow,â Snape asks suspiciously, âwould a wizardborn young man like yourself know about petrol?â and Gentian (secretly Fred) hides a wince; their fatherâs particular fascination with Muggle things might be their undoing. But George recovers, saying proudly, âMy dadâs an accountant.â
The Slytherins laugh. Fred catches the reference and Gentian says, âOh, right, your dadâs the family Squib.â
Bilious grabs his cauldron and makes to empty it over her head, only to find that the contents are basically a solid baked into the cauldronâs bottom. Snape casts it away and tells them theyâre more of a disaster than Neville Longbottom and deducts fifty points from Gryffindor, and they spend the walk out of the dungeons trying to convince their housemates that the points donât actually matter that much.
Snape goes straight to McGonagall to complain, but refers to them as âThose two damned Weasleys,â and McGonagall nods and makes sympathetic faces and promises to speak to them. Fred and George get a detention with McGonagall at the same time as Gentian and Bilious have one with Snape, which makes them as happy as a time-turner can make two mischief-minded teenagers in possession thereof.
That year is a delight. They have a Triwizard Tournament to watch, a small multitude of visiting students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, many of them attractive, to interact with, and five alter egos with which to torment Professor Snape. Moreover, with the time-turner and the extra Potions classes, theyâve made significant progress on their product line and are turning a brisk business with the student body.
Snape learns quickly and the first time is also the last time he schedules Gentian and Bilious for a detention together. Fred and George take it in turns to run certain of their inventions past Flitwick and Sprout to gain back some of the points they lose in the first-year Potions class. By the time summer rolls around, Fred calculates that theyâve used the time-turner enough to have come of age and potentially erased the Trace on them.
They pay Mundungus Fletcher a galleon to come somewhere out-of-the-way with them and lend them his wand to cast a few spells. When no owls show up carrying Ministry warning letters, they head to Diagon Alley and celebrate by buying a storefront and the flat above it, and spend most of the summer there, fixing it up and getting things ready for a product launch next year. NEWTS, schmoots.
Thereâs of course that annoying business about Voldemort returning, and their mother decides the best way to keep them out of the Orderâs business is to turn them into house-elves, but they come up with a few charms to do housework slowly by magic, and adjust the illusion spells, and put in just as much of an appearance as necessary.
Then September rolls around again, and their new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is even worse than Snape and Lockheart combined, and just like that, Barry, Barnaby, Nasturtium, Gentian, and Bilious all add themselves to Defense Against the Dark Arts classes.
This largely sucks, because the DADA classes are utterly useless this year, but Fred gets the idea of substituting their alter egos and eventually themselves with illusion charms (âShe doesnât actually teach, sheâll never noticeâ), which makes George laugh hysterically because theyâve progressed from attending classes multiple times as different people to using doppelgangers to avoid going to class at all, and the two tactics are completely at odds with each other. But they do it.
Umbridge doesnât notice, and pretty soon the only class they show up for is the one where second-years Bilious and Gentian are forever hurling hateful looks, creative insults, badly-aimed spells, and improvised projectiles at each other.
Umbridge starts taking points from Gryffindor off at the first âblast-ended walnutâ from Gentian and assigns the first detention at Biliousâ elaborately-detailed Muggle catapult. Fred and George add a line of Magical Model Muggle Major Munitions to the product array at the soon-to-be-hatched Weasleysâ Wizarding Wheezes, and make copious notes on how to use them as actual weaponry once Voldemort makes his appearance.
Fred writes âI must not fight in classâ with Umbridgeâs quill for six hours and then steals it. George listens to Fredâs description of the evening, takes one look at Fredâs hand, and breaks into Umbridgeâs office and takes a generous crap on her desk. âCrude,â says Fred admiringly, âbut deserved.â
The next time Barnaby has DADA, Fred goes as him in person and tests out a Skiving Snackbox. Throwing up on Umbridge is satisfying. He gets detention and writes âI will be more careful with how I am sickâ some nine hundred times with a completely normal quill, charmed to write in red ink like a Muggle fountain pen, and mimes innocence when Umbridge expresses confusion at the lack of redness and swelling on his hand.
Gentian and Bilious get into a full-on wizardsâ duel in their next DADA class, and aim so terribly that Umbridge gets hit more than they do. They both get detention, and Fred and George send illusions in their stead.
Next week they do it again, and Umbridge spends half the afternoon in the hospital wing, getting tentacles removed. Colin Creevey, confined to bed rest for a case of Exploding Hiccups, sneaks a picture and later trades it to the Weasley Twins for a Pygmy Puff, two Daydream Charms, and a promise to look into developing Extendable Eyes.
Umbridge goes to complain to McGonagall, who listens to the entire rant about a pair of students sheâs never heard of with a reasonably straight face. Then she blandly tells Umbridge sheâll look into it, and turns back to her essay-marking.
McGonagall wanders down to the staff room the next morning and relates the whole conversation to the other teachers. Flitwick and Sprout are practically rolling on the floor by the time she finishes, but Snape is standing there looking Stupified; he makes the biggest miscalculation heâs made in years, and asks, âYou mean theyâre not real?â
McGonagall looks at him, calculates what all it would take for him to be asking that question, and promptly laughs herself sick.
Snape waits, looking like he might catch fire, until she recovers. âYes, Severus. I have never heard of a Gentian Weasley, and the only Bilious Weasley I know is my age.â
Snape says, âThereâs two Bilious Weasâwho names these people?!â
âThereâs one, Severus. I can assure you that there is no such person attending this school at this time.â
Snape thinks. âBarry Weasley? Barnaby Weasley? Nasturtium Weasley?â
McGonagallâs staring at him. âNo.â
He grimaces, then tries, âI donât suppose Ginny, Ronald, and their siblings are fictional?â
âNo such luck, Severus.â
He closes his eyes. Opens them. âFred and George.â
âMost assuredly real, Severus.â
âNo, I meantâthey did this. Theyâre responsible for this, arenât they?â
âI would imagine so,â McGonagall says, a hint of a smile hovering about her lips.
He eyes her. âShut up, Minerva.â
She claps a hand to her mouth to hide a giggle, and he turns and sweeps from the room.
As it turns out, he has Gentian and Bilious the next period.
Fred and George, blissfully unaware, are launching into their standard pretend fightâin this case, swordfighting with Transylvanian Lesser Pseudoporcupine quillsâwhen Snape arrives at their table and claps a hand on their near shoulders. Heâs smiling like a dragon.
âFred. George.â
Shit.
They have a moment of sharp dismay, but it doesnât last. They are the Weasley Twins, theyâve been fooling Snape for years with this prank, and they have money hidden in multiple places and the deed to a shop in Diagon Alley and all the official education theyâll ever need.
They turn and grin back.
âWell done, Professor,â says George. âHowâd you find out?â
âProfessor McGonagall told me.â His smile was a thin, sharp blade.
âNo way.â
âReally?â
âHowâd she know?â
âShe wouldnât.â
âIâm afraid I did, Mr. Weasley,â says McGonagall from the doorway. âAlthough admittedly without knowing you were pranking Professor Snape as well as Professor Umbridge; I thought I was merely sharing a very amusing anecdote with the other teachers.â
Theyâre drawing curious looks, though fortunately Fred-as-Gentianâs cauldron is hissing like a teakettle and drowning out the conversation; Snape snaps at them to pay attention to their cauldrons before jerking his head at his office door.
Once theyâre ensconced within what Fred once called the Snape Museum of Slimy Things, and Fred and George have undone the spells and potions that make them Bilious and Gentian, McGonagall turns to Snape and says, âI forbid you to expel them, Severus.â
Heâs about to respond when Fred says, âGo ahead, expel us.â
That gets them two very surprised professors. George shrugs. âEverythingâs ready to go. Weâve got a shop in Diagon Alley and enough stock to fill it and enough expertise for a lifetime of success.â
Snape frowns and asks, âDo I want to know what youâre planning to sell?â
George says, âNoâ at the same times as Fred says, âItâs a joke shop.â
McGonagall looks like sheâs trying not to laugh. Snape looks like heâs swallowed a sea cucumber. He opens his mouth, closes it, and then says, âI would have never imagined an argument that could convince me not to try to expel you, but youâve just provided it. I will not be assisting you in selling pranks to the student body of Hogwarts on a retail level.â
George says, âActually, weâve been doing it since the middle of last year.â
Snape turns to McGonagall. âI quit.â
âNo.â
âHey, let Umbridge expel us,â Fred suggests. George snickers.
Snape looks at them, and then at McGonagall, and then back to the twins.
âNo, youâre going to stay here,â Snape says, a look in his eyes that makes them wonder what all Umbridge has said to him. âYouâre going to continue to be Gentian and Biliousâand Nasturtium and Barnaby and Barry.â He looks to McGonagall as if for confirmation, and George considers that both professors were young once, and were quite possibly as complete and utter hellions as him and Fred.
Snape smiles like a knife. âGive her hell.â
Heâs never felt so much respect for a teacher before.
âMr. Weasley?â Snape adds, almost as an afterthought, his eyes shifting from one to the other as if unsure which of them heâs addressing.
âYessir?â
âFifty points from Gryffindor.â
Fred and George smile at each other as they follow McGonagall into the hall.
Worth it.
They follow orders. Bilious and Gentian hit Umbridge with so many âaccidentalâ hexes that she finally bans them from her classroom. Barnaby functions as a sort of a Patient Zero for Umbridge-itis. Barry uses his status as the quiet one to construct elaborate spells that have Umbridgeâs classroom warping itself into odd shapes or growing spines out the walls or puffing up like a balloon and trapping her at the bottom. Nasturtium stands up in class one day and slams an epic poem about how teachers who donât teach are useless and a sea sponge would do a better job of earning the salary.
Between them, they work to set up elaborate pranks and position Umbridge to catch the worst of it. After Dumbledoreâs removal, Fred and George set off the best fireworks display Hogwarts has ever seen, and McGonagall gives Gryffindor one hundred points; Gentian and Bilius, usually the only ones still played in person by the Weasley twins, play Umbridge beautifully the next morning, fighting each other as usual and then turning ally, working together to attack her with flurries of squawking birds and flying, shitting replica nifflers.
When Umbridge twigs that theyâre all working together she stands up in the middle of the Great Hall at dinner and demands that every Weasley in the place stand up.
Four Weasleys, all siblings, do so.
âWhere are the rest of you?â she hisses to Ron, who looks clueless. Ginny cocks an eyebrow and looks to Fred and George speculatively. Umbridge turns to them and they smile like sharks.
Fred climbs up onto the table, George right on his heels. âLadies and gentlemen, a performance by myself and my twin!â
George produces a potion, downs it, and becomes Gentian.
Fred narrates as George shifts between the various fictional cousins, ending by restoring his own appearance, putting on a pair of glasses, and becoming Barry. Snape slaps his face down into his hands. George finishes by announcing that these new appearance potions, and the fireworks, and a multitude of other products, would be available at 93 Diagon Alley, home to Weasleysâ Wizard Wheezes.
âNot so fast,â says Umbridge, holding out her wand. âThe pair of you are going to be expelledâbut first you are going to find out what happens to troublemakers in my school.â
âWeâre not,â says George, âBut let me tell you something: this is not, and will never be, your school.â He looks around at the students, at the teachers, at Snape and McGonagall standing a short distance away, and he and Fred wave their arms in a mirrored gesture to take in the whole student body, and they say, the pair of them together, âThis is our school.â
The cheer from around them shakes the rafters.
Then they raise their wands and say, again in unison, âAccio brooms!â
The brooms make holes in the walls on their way in, and Fred and George mount them and soar up among the floating candles, and Fred has to cast a Sonorus Charm to make himself heard over the cheering.
âWeasleyâs Wizarding Wheezes, number 93, Diagon Alley: Our new premises!â
And George waves to Peeves, whoâs floating up there along with them, attracted by the promise of mayhem. âGive her hell from us.â
Peeves salutes, and Fred and George fly out the front door to freedom.
When they return to Hogwarts almost two years later, their time spent as the fake Weasleys serves all of Hogwarts well: the muggle munitions devices, some elaborate magical shielding, judiciously-applied daydream charms turned hallucinogenic means of luring the Death Eaters to shooting at false targets, and projectiles that created all manner of interesting effects, save the day for many people in the Battle of Hogwarts.
Fred never knows he came close to dying. George never knows he came close to losing his twin. They go back to Diagon Alley, afterwards, and as the world puts itself back together, they help people laugh.
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Okay, but
Picture the following year
Fred and George are out of school now, as are Barry, Barnaby, Billious, Gentian, and Nasturtium Weasley.
That should be the end of it
And then in comes Floribunda Weasley
And no one knows who she is
And then the next year thereâs Reginald Weasley, followed by Horace Weasley and Hogarth Weasley (also twins)
And every year thereâs one or more Weasleys, even when there are no Weasleys enrolled in Hogwarts at all
One year thereâs a class where all of the other students have disappeared and only Weasleys show up in their place
That one sends two teachers fleeing into the night, screaming
And this is how Weasleys become cryptids
Everyone knows about Weasleys and has stories about Weasleys, but everyone knows they arenât really real
And future generations of actual Weasleys find themselves in the odd position where everyone knows that Weasleys arenât actually real, so they can get away with anything
And Fred and George have an entire wall full of detention slips under the names of various Weasleys over the years that they love to show off
Theyâre proudest of the ones they had nothing to do with
My day: MADE
This has gotten even better since I last saw it.Â
I am so happy right now
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oh my god this is so long but so worth it
Dang, that was a wild ride.
Never let MC plan things
Rowan: Whatâs our exit strategy?
MC: Our what?
Ben: Oh my God, weâre all going to die.