Harry Potter One Shots

Fred and George

This isn't a love story, but simply a friendship one.

It was early when it happened. You had been sleeping peacefully in your bed when you felt something slide down your face. You woke up, your hand going to where the substance was. Pulling away, you stared at the pink now decorating your finger tips. Confused, you stood up and made your way to the bathroom you shared with three others.

As you stepped into the bathroom, you let out a scream as you stared at your reflection. Your normally (Y/H/C) hair was now a neon pink. Your ears had been made big and pointy, the tips sticking out from under your unruly hair. You reached up to touch your hair and noticed that you now had fingernails three inches long and sharpened into a point. Your nose was also pointy, similar to that of a stereotypical witch's. You growled in anger as you heard laughter coming from the common room.

Stomping down the stairs, the laughter continued, growing louder when she entered. The entire house of Gryffindor had been woken by your scream, leaving everyone standing in their pajamas in the common room. Many began to laugh as soon as you entered, seeing your transformation, but none were laughing as much as your best friends, Fred and George Weasley. They had begun to roll on the floor when you entered.

Growing pissed, you felt your face heat up like it usually does when you are getting angry. Others noticed this as well and everyone immediately stopped laughing except for the twins. They only stopped when you reached down and hauled them to their feet by their ears.

"Ow! Y/N! What was that for?" Fred asked, rubbing his ear. You growled at them.]

"What was that for? WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!?!" you roared. Any trace of laughter exited the twins' faces, replaced by nervous looks.

"N-now Y/N... none of this is permanent! It will only last three days. Promise!" George said, trying to get you to calm down.

"THREE DAYS?!?!?!?!?!" you shrieked. "I have a date... TODAY... and I will look like this because of you two. You better watch your back boys, because what I do will be a hell of a lot worse than this."

Although nervous, your friends put up a confident façade for the others in the room.

"Please, like you could prank us. We are the Kings of Pranks!" Fred exclaimed, eliciting shouts from around the common room. But you remained passive, your lips quirking up into a smirk.

"Who said that I was going to prank you?" was all you said before walking back up the stairs. Some of the Gryffindors around the room were confused. How was she going to get back at them if she wasn't going to prank them? But anyone who knew the Weasleys knew that there was something much worse than pranks to use against the twins.

Four days later, after the prank had worn off and you looked back to normal, a loud noise was heard echoing around the Great Hall at dinner. The twins' mother, Molly Weasley, had gotten special permission to enter the campus and tell her two boys off for pranking you. The teachers all thought that the twins needed to be brought down a peg, and so did Dumbledore. That evening's entertainment was none other than your revenge against the twins.

"FRED AND GEORGE WEASLEY! HOW DARE  YOU PRANK YOUR BEST FRIEND LIKE THAT?! I AM SO DISAPPOINTED IN YOU TWO!" This went on for another twenty minutes, Fred and George sinking lower and turning redder in their seats as time went by. Down the table from them, you sat with a small smirk on your face as you watched Molly. When she finally left, you went and sat in between the two.

"Hullo boys! How's dinner?" you asked with a smirk.

"Y/N! We promise to never ever prank you ever again! Ever!" George shouted. Fred nodded.

"Yeah! We won't! Just don't bring our mother here ever again!" Fred said, the two giving her puppy eyes.

"No more pranks?"

"No more! We-"

"Promise Y/N!" You smirked to yourself and nodded.

"Alright. Now, to take the attention off the two of you-" you waved your wand in the direction of the Slytherin table, the occupants of which were still laughing. Suddenly, they all stopped laughing as they stared at each other in horror. Each of them had half transfigured into either a  lion, a badger, or a, eagle. Their robes had also been changed into the house colors of the animal. The entire Great Hall burst into laughter as they stared at the Slytherins.

The twins turned to see you smiling widely, a mischievous look adorning your face. They gaped at you.

"Now this, Y/N-" George started.

"-is the reason that we are friends," Fred finished, both happy, for once, that the attention had been taken off of them.

"Oh I know. Now why don't we see if any of the passwords I stole really work on the Slytherin door," you said, holding up a slip of paper with all possible Slytherin passwords for the next month. You had stolen them off of a prefect about two weeks ago. You grinned at your friends, the three of you exiting the hall arm in arm.