Thantophobia||Fred Weasley

The Kitchens

-What is it?

They look at each other again. I'm probably the only one that is clueless right now but I feel like I'll have to get used to it.

-That there, it's the secret to our success. George, If you will.

George take his wand from his robe and point it towards the parchment sitting on my laps.

-I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.

-The Marauder's Map? Who are they?

-We don't know, but we owe them so much.

It takes me a while to realize but...

-Wait, if this map is Hogwarts it means it shows...

Fred cuts me.

-Everyone

-Everyone?

George gets in.

-Everyone.

-Where they are

-What they're doing

-Every minute.

-Of every day.

My eyes are just wandering between the two of them because they start to act in a... robotic way.

-Did you guys practiced this speech before?

-Maybe we did.

The three of us giggles and we all gets up. We look around outside the door to make sure no one is there and Fred takes the map from my hands.

-This way.

I follow them around. It's obviously not the first time they do this. It's like they can hear people's footsteps before even watching the map. We climbs up some stairs, go down some more and walk through the halls. Obviously, I had to be clumsy and I trip on one of the stair.

-shush!

I'm containing myself to not burst out laughing with both my hands over my mouth and when they see me I know they are containing it in too. We walk through a side wooden door that brings us directly inside the Great Hall.

-Wow...

I let go a surprising word because I didn't thought the Great Hall could look better than it already was. It's the way it looks better when it's completely dark, no imitation of the sky, no candles floating above our heads, only the moonlight passing through the enormous windows, which makes rays of light on the floor, illuminating the stone bricks that makes the floor. We cross the Great Hall running around knowing we made it with no problems. We loudly chuckle which produces echo around the Hall but we don't care because at this hour it is obvious that no one is here anymore except the elves of Hogwarts, cleaning the kitchens and getting ready to leave. When we get to the other side of the Great Hall, Fred and George stands behind Dumbledore's podium and starts to imitate the old man. I sit down on the corner of the Hufflepuff table and I watch them shouting.

-I am Dumbledore.

-No, I am the real Dumbledore.

-No it's me, you're loyal headmaster.

-Loyal? You spend half the year away and the other half giving riddles.

They do that for a while until we head a creasing behind us. Our three faces go cold and numb because of the fear but it took half a second for us to look around and almost die of laughter again. We run and hides underneath the table of the professors, on the stage. George looks over the table and we can see his eyes bulging.