The Weasley of Slytherin: The Philosopher's Stone

Chapter 9: Fights and Flights

I spent most of the weekend alone in the Slytherin common room, only leaving for meals, until Sunday afternoon when Fred and George caught me heading back to the dungeons.

"Come little brother." Fred said appearing from behind a suit of armour grabbing my arm.

"You can't live your whole life being miserable." George said grabbing my other arm.

"So we're here to cheer you up." Fred said, as they lead me up the stairs.

"Where are we going?" I asked them.

"We're going to have some fun, isn't that right Fred." George told me.

"That we are George." Fred said, as the continued up more stairs. "And just ignore our dearest brother Ronald."

I just shrugged at this and followed them until we reached an ornate looking door.

"Where are we?" I asked the twins, who were grinning mischievously.

"This my little learner. Is the prefects bathroom." George said.

"Where the perfect prefect Percy baths." Fred explained.

"Ok and?" I asked not getting where they were going with this.

"Well our inexperienced interloper." George said "we've found that Percy likes to enjoy a nice long soak after lunch."

"And our inside scoop may have let slip the password to this here door." Fred said tapping it gently.

"And we may have gotten our hands on a dozen dungbombs." George explained tossing one of them too me.

I cracked a smile at this. "I see where this is going."

"So, are you in?" Fred asked. I nodded eagerly, as the twins smiled widely.

They muttered the password to the door, pushing it open just enough for us to slip in, and I was met with the most horrible sound I'd ever heard.

"What is that?" I whispered to the twins.

"That's Percy's singing." They replied to me, as we snuck our way towards the large bath in the middle of the room.

I looked over at the twins and they nodded at me, and in unison we threw all of the dungbombs into the bath, hurrying out of the room, but just catching his scream of outrage as the smell hit him.

The three of us ran through the halls, before the twins pulled me behind a tapestry into a hidden space.

"That was amazing!" I said through my laughter, as the twins grinned widely. "That's really cheered me up actually."

"Well that's why we're the best brothers." Fred said.

"And (N/n) whenever you need a bit of cheering up, we can always use another accomplice." George said grinning.

"Well we better get out of here then George." Fred said to his twin. "Be good (N/n)." And with that the twin dipped back into the corridor.

I stayed there for a moment longer, relishing in the thrill of what we'd just done. I can see know why the twins do this. I checked the corridor quickly to make sure no one was there, before dipping out and exploring the castle.

I walked around for a while till I heard Ron's voice down a hallway.

"Just leave me alone." He said sounding annoyed.

"What are you gonna do it about it Weasley? Your family's too poor to afford to pay attention to you." Malfoy's sneer came.

I rounded the corner to see my brother, his face bright red with his fists clenched, standing across from Malfoy and his two goons.