Pranks and Perks (Weasley Twins x Reader)

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It was a cold afternoon plunged in greyness. The old and rusty, creaky boat kept singing under your weight. In front of you, standing tall, Dumbledore was looking before him, wand in hand leading the floating embarcation.
You had left the burrow last evening, and hadn't sleep yet, for the Amos that picked you, was in reality another wizard. A certain Kingsley Shacklebolt who worked at the Ministry and closely with Dumbledore. Now Mr. Shacklebolt wasn't really a talkative man, but as soon as he revealed himself on his true form (that is to say after the polyjuice stopped working), he had been really reassuring on why you had been abducted. Well not really abducted, but it was the same.

He showed you a letter from Dumbledore. Leading you to a portkey near the Weasley's house. One, unknown by the ministry itself. The night had fallen, and you had travelled to a shore, where the Headmaster himself was waiting.
Now you were deeply lost in the forbidden and foreign lands of Hogwarts, following the headmaster to an unknown location, and to say you were confused by all the matter, was a real euphemism.

'Don't worry miss Y/l/n, I promise you'll be back for the Quidditch World Cup.' He said bringing you back to the reality of the moment.

But you didn't answer, too concentrated on what was moving in the water. Little dots shined in the lake, like fishes coming to the surface and diving in to the depth of the lake suddenly.

'Lake creatures, close to mermaids but extremely dangerous ones.'

You almost lost your balance, swallowing with difficulty.

'I wouldn't be afraid if I was you, if I was a dragon, I mean.'

You laughed a little, but it was more a snort. Dumbledore seemed very sure of himself, you thought. And you couldn't help but wonder if it was all planned, if he knew from the beginning the turn of events. You arrived to a little island, of huge and beautiful pine trees. The sun was just rising behind them like something forbidden in those dark and dangerous lands. A forbidden beauty. The air was a little less cold than on the lake and if it was hard to appreciate the beauty of this dangerous place, it was still undeniably sublime.

'Centuries ago, a very powerful wizard decided to built himself a place hidden from all, lost on an island in the forbidden lands where no wizards would be at home, but would be faced with the strength of the magical world. That wizard was forgotten for a terrible curse he invented though. I can't even remember his name.'

You jumped out of the boat. The rocks under your feet were a bright jet black, a colour you knew well. Taking up the courage to ask your question, you gathered all the energy left in your body and took a breath.

'You knew, right professor ?' You said, seeing those rocks that resembled your scales, in your other form. 'I have a feeling you knew, or more, you expected it. I mean... I think I always was a aware you waited something from me. A 'test' you said back then, a- a challenge...'

It was a confused accusation, but your continued.

'I think you expected me to turn into a magical creature, and you needed someone to. Somehow you just hoped it was me.'

He turned to you, a mischief in his eyes but a very unreadable stiff expression. He always looked like that, like he knew everything, like you couldn't expect his next move but he could expect yours.

'Are you familiar with prophecies ?'

'Yes.'

'Are you familiar with yours ?'

You took a little step backwards.

'N-no.'

'What I am about to show you will change the course of things miss Y/l/n. Do you understand that ?'