"Nope I'm out" she said, raising her hands in surrender.
"Fine then. I guess we'll have to go on our own. Ron?"
"Harry...look at all the" he took a big gulp "sppiders".
"Ron you look like you're about to wee yourself. Get a grip." Arden said as she started to slowly walk backwards into the opposite direction. "Toodles boys." Was the last thing she said before she disappeared from their line of sight.On the way back to the ravenclaw tower she wondered past filches office. She couldn't help but look in could she? What if she had lost something and filch happened to find it? She took a large step into filches office, not forgetting to check that it was empty beforehand.
Filches office was dark. Not quite pitch black but with all the gathered dust and cobwebs it made it rather hard to see. Although as she took another look around she couldn't help but realise it was rather tidy. For filch that is. Parchment still lay flat on his desk and an ink pot and quill took its rightful place next to it. Bags of muggle cat food sat next to A dark oak desk and matching chair set which took up majority of the office, only sparing room for a dingy cupboard and a Chester set of drawers. Each of the drawers had an organised label upon it. One of the drawers in particular caught her eye. It was larger than the others and had a sealed bolt attached to the front. In large red lettering it read-
WEASLEY TWINS.
She had to laugh, she knew her brothers were trouble makers but having an entire draw devoted to them? That's another level. Whipping out her wand, she took one last glance around the room around her, double checking in case she had to rearrange anything not to get caught. Waving her wand in two vertical lines she muttered the charm "alohamora" and a small click was heard from the drawer. Grinning to herself she pulled the handle towards her and saw a bunch of dungbombs, frog spawn pellets, whizzing worms and some of her brothers prototypes. She couldn't help but feel pity towards her brothers at this point, they had spent money on these themselves and everyone in the wizarding world knew that the weasleys weren't the most well off family. Not like the malfoys or the notts.
Opening her sachel bag she emptied the drawer and cast a simple charm, making it look like the drawer was still full and shut the drawers; locking it back in place.
"Come on Mrs Norris, dinner time" she could hear filch coming down the hall. With no time left to think she all but threw herself behind the heavy door, taking a dungbomb out of the back (and reminding herself to buy Fred and George another one) she took off the cap and removed the pin just as filch walked in. All she had to do now was pull the string throw and run out of the office itself.
Three
Two
One!
She launched the dungbomb at filch after pulling the string, covered her nose and bolted out of the office and down the corridor whilst laughing like a mad woman."Well well well, what do we have here Freddie?"
"I don't know Georgie looks like our little sister has finally pranked someone"
She turned around only to find her twin brothers sharing the same mischievous smirk as she was."That's right boys, move aside. It's time for a new Weasley legacy." She told them sarcastically "oh and by the way I got all your stuff back" they gaped at her. "I know I'm amazing"
"I'm gonna get you weasley!" They all shared a wide eyed look , nodded and bolted around the school halls, laughing once again. She could only wonder what Ron and Harry ended up doing...
I love her and the twins' relationship!
Right hello, me again. I'm sorry I haven't updated in Absoloutely ages. I've been super swamped with school work. I hope you like the chapter! Please vote on it if you do.Lots of love
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The Other Weasley Sister
FanfictionArden Weasley is Ron's twin sister. She's always been the outcast in her family of Gryffindors. She loves joking around but as she starts to get older she realises that there are other things than mischief. What will happen when a certain scar- head...