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A Trip to the Kitchen

"Tickle the pear." Fred said with both of his hands in his hips.

"I'll tickle the what?" Loui asked in disbelief. They were currently in front of a portrait of fruits. George wasn't with them because he was helping Lee with his girl problem.

"Just do what I say." He says.

"And you're sure this is not a prank?"

Fred gave Loui a look, "Okay, okay." She said while rolling her eyes, she stretched her hand and tickled the pear. She jumped away with a yelp when the pear giggled and turned to a green knob.

Fred grinned and turned the knob, "You first, milady." He said with his strong British accent.

"Why thank you, old servant." Loui was about to enter but Fred closed the door.

"Excuse me?" He asked with a scowl but Loui knew he was only fooling around.

"You are excused." She said and gestured her hand to go away.

Fred only chuckled and opened the door for her, she smiled at him and walked inside. It was the kitchen of Hogwarts with four long tables placed like the ones at the Great Hall and many elves looking at her.

"Master Weasley!" Some house elves yelled at Loui's direction. She turned around and saw the ginger lad with goofy smile.

"Hello there." He walked beside Loui and placed his left arm on her shoulder. "This is Louisiana Nostrade, a friend of mine."

"Once we get out of here, I'll have your tongue." Loui whispered through her smile.

"Good afternoon Mistress Nostrade." The house elves greeted, some curtsied and bowed.

"Please call me Loui, I'm not comfortable being called by my last name."

"Of course, Mistress Loui."

"Alright, uhmm, Rowel?" Weasley asked and search through the crowd of elves.

"Yes? Mister Weasley asked for Rowel's presence?" A tiny male elf came running to Fred. Clad in white cloth with the Hogwarts crest on it's torso.

He knelt down to the same eye level as the elf, "Can I have some two cups of cocoa?"

"With some biscuits and cookies, Master Weasley?"

"Yes." The elf came hurrying off to the crowd of elves.

Loui stared at the elf and looked at Fred who was smiling at her, his silent staring made Loui uncomfortable, "What?" She asked scowling.

"I think you look better without your glasses." He said and was about to remove her big black rimmed glasses but Loui backed away with her hands on the either rim of her glasses.

"No."

"Yes." Fred said and walked towards her, wiggling his fingers.

"No!" She yelled.

"Yes!" He started to run at her direction and without other choices, Loui ran away with her hands on her glasses to hold in place.

"Excuse me!" Loui yelled as she ran to the busy house elves, some moved away just in time while some apparated to the side from surprise.

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