*Still Amy's POV*
PRANKING PAIRS!
Molly was still trying to figure out where we were all going to sleep when me and Jayla were chatting to the Twins.
"So, you two prank?" George said hopefully. jayla scoffed.
"Uh, DURH!" she tutted.
"Yeah, she kinda gets like that. Queen Pranksters right here. At your service." I winked. Fred and George looked impressed.
"BRILLIANT!" they roared.
"So... George... Fred... How has Ronald been lately?" Jayla threw in casually.
"A git. Why?" Fred said suddenly.
"Oh, maybe he needs to be taught a lesson?" Jayla aid waving her hand in the air. I snorted.
"Alright, Jayla. You do the prank, we take half credit. Deal?" George stuck out his hand, and Jayla grabbed it. They shook. I rolled my eyes at Fred.
"So, what you gonna do, Jayla?" George asked, clapping his hands together.
"Rubber tarantula." Jayla cackled under her breath. George looked as though Jayla had given him a lolly pop.
"How did you know?" he asked, in awe.
"Well, he kinda screamed when I was talking about my pet spider being lost in the house..." Jayla giggled. I laughed, remembering that. Fred was also looking at Jayla with awe.
"Alright, well, George. You team with Jayla, I team with Amy. Deal?" Fred said loudly. I heard him say under his breath "I also get Freddie." George nodded, not hearing this, and he slipped out with Jayla.
~Ten Minutes Later~
"ARRRRGGGHHHH! SPIIIDDEEEERRRR!" Ronald's scream tore through the whole house, and it shook slightly. Jayla was leaning on George crying with laughter.
"Wait 'til you see my plan, Wolfie. You won't know what's hit you." I smirked into my mashed potato. Jayla suddenly looked taken aback until she realised I was teamed with Fred.
"Oh. Well, knock your socks off. I'm on George's team!" she laughed. I snorted, sending a bit of mash flying across the table at her. She shrivelled her nose up at me in disgust.
After dinner, when Ron was in his room quietly, I dragged Fred and Freddie away into a corner.
"I have something better than rubber taranculars." I whisperd. Freddie looked confused.
"What's worse than that?" she mutterd tilting her head to one side. She always did that when she was trying to figure something out.
"These." I said simply, shaking a box.
"Please tell me you do not still have them." Freddie snorted.
"Have what?" Fred asked. I put a finger to my lip, and shoved the box in my bag. Molly was calling me and Freddie.
"Ah, there you are! Ok, one of you will be with Ginny and Jayla, the other with a boy. Which one would rather go where?" Molly asked with an air of a mother. Stop it! Your mother is dead. End of story! I thought, harshly as tears threatend to poor.
"I'd rather be with Ginny and Jayla." Freddie said, sending me an apologetic look. She may be a total tom-boy styled girl, but she was a girly-girl inside. I shrugged.
"Yeah, cool. I don't mind... It isn't Ronald, is it?" I asked hesitently. Freddie snorted again.
"You'd better hope not! he'll murder you in your sleep!" she hissed.
"Oh, no! Of course not! He would never share, he doesn't seem to get on with you anyway. You'll have to squeeze into Fred and George's room, okay?" Molly said, with a hint of laughter in her voice. My sprits rose to the ceiling suddenly, I beamed.
"That's brilliant!" I squeaked. I felt myself blush as Freddie fell over, laughing. Molly raised an eyebrow at me but I shrugged it off.
*Fred's POV*
I was curious as to why there was a timid knock on our bedroom door as we lounged in our beds. Then a girl with gingery-brown hair poked her head in, a strand of hair falling over her freckles.
"I've been told I'm sleeping in 'ere." she groaned. I laughed.
"Make yourself at home, Amy." I laughed, chucking a pillow at her. "Accio douvet." I mutterd. A faded blue douvet came shooting through the open door, causing Amy to duck with a squeal. I made her up a bed, and she plonked herself on it.
"So... Whatcha gonna do to Ronnikins?" George smirked.
"None of your ginger beeswax!" Amy huffed tapping the side of her nose. I snorted at this and Amy immitated me. I clamped a hand over my mouth to stop laughing.
"I'll be right back, okay?" she whisperd, grabbing her bag.
"Fine."
"Kay."
And off she went.
Look out Ronald,
Cos Amy's about!
*Jayla's POV*
I heard someone shuffling outside Ronald's room. I smirked.
"It's just Amy, don't worry, Mingwiggle." I said softly to Freddie who had woken up all of a sudden.
"Hey, what gives, Nanna?" she sighed.
"CANDY LAAAND!" I shouted... Quietly. I think I've had enough sugar for one night.
"Oi, Nanna!" Amy hissed through the door.
"Yo, Little Moony?" I hissed back
"Shuddup Little PadFoot. Anyway, five galleon or quid for my prank to be better, vise-versa, cool?" she said, tingling her money bag.
"OR, I pay you ten quid AND ten Galleons to have small amount of credit for this, si?" I replied craftily.
"Uhh, fine! Deal. Give me the money tommorrow, kaaay?" Amy sighed, zipping out of the room.
"Better be good, Llama Momma." I sighed, drifting off into a candy-filled dream...
"ARRRRGGGHH REAL BLOODY SPIDERS! EVERYWHERE! MUMMY! DADDY! HEEEELLLPPP MEEE!" a loud shriek came from abover us. I smirked and burst into fits as I realised that Amy's had been better.
I loved The Weasley's. They are sooo much fuun! Specialy Ronald...
YOU DIRTY MINDED FREAK!
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*gigglesnort* Ima so sorry, but I had to! Yep, that's the next chapter just for Jayla!
So, Little PadFoot... How vos it? Did it meet you very high standards? IT BETTER HAVE!
Vote, commont, follow moi and most of all... Be aweseom!
Ciao,
Little Moony x
