I was with my favorite twins building a snowman. I wore a shirt with tight pants and a warm sweater over it.
"Freddie!!!" I squealed as he hit me square in the chest with a snowball.
I immediately hit him back, only for George to start hitting me with snowballs as well.
"Guys, look." I said, pointing down at the snow filled ground. There were invisible footsteps rapidly appearing and coming straight toward us.
Fred, George, and I grinned instantly, as we knew it was Harry. He grabbed both Fred and George by their shoulders, pushing them back to take them into a secluded corner. I followed closely behind them.
"Clever, Harry." Fred said.
"But not clever enough." George added.
"Besides, we've got a better way." I smirked.
"I'm trying to get to Hogsmeade." Harry said, removing his Invisibility Cloak.
"We know." We three said in unison.
"Don't worry." Fred said.
"We'll get you there." George promised.
"We'll show you a quicker way." I added.
"If you pipe down." Fred cautioned.
"Oh. Bless him." George mocked gently.
Fred and George then handed him a map sized piece of blank paper.
"What's this rubbish?" Harry asked, looking thoroughly annoyed.
"What's this rubbish? he says." Fred mocked.
"That right there is the secret to our success." I said, smirking proudly.
"It's a wrench giving it to you, believe me." George said. "But we've decided your needs are greater than ours."
"George, if you will." Fred gestured to his twin.
"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." George said, pointing his wand at the parchment. Intricate ink writing immediately began to appear all over it.
"Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs are proud to present the Marauder's Map." Harry read aloud.
"We owe them so much." George added as I nodded in total agreement.
"Hang on. This is Hogwarts." Harry realized, staring at the moving ink. "And that... no. Is that really?"
"Dumbledore." Fred started.
"In his study." George continued.
"Pacing." Fred added.
"Does that a lot." I finished their words.
"So, you mean this map shows." Harry trailed off in disbelief.
"Everyone." I said.
"Everyone?" Harry asked.
"Everyone." Fred confirmed.
"Where they are." George said.
"What they're doing." Fred added.
"Every minute." I said.
"Of every day." George finished.
"Brilliant! Where did you get it?" Harry asked, completely amazed.
"Nicked it from Filch's office, of course." I said.
"Now listen, there are seven secret passageways out of the castle. We'd recommend." George said.
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Mischievous Glint | George Weasley
FanfictionIn a world overshadowed by the looming threat of Voldemort, George Weasley finds himself inexplicably drawn to Y/N, the only daughter of the Wizarding World's wealthiest and most influential family. As fate would have it, she is destined to play a c...
