This year

Chapter Eight

Christmas break has started, we all went to the Weasleys... well we all went to Sirius's, where the Weasleys were staying. We all had left the school early as to take care of Mr.Weasley. Harry was heartbroken after his vision came true. He burst into the common room, where Fred and I were studying, and told us what had happened. We ran out of the room to gather everyone. That's when the Weasleys were sent to see their father, and Harry and I were left at Hogwarts. Then three days later we were sent there too by request of Mr. Weasley.

Everyone was pretty shaken up by what all happened but Harry was the worse he blamed himself, not even Sirius could help him. That's how Fred, George, and Ron came up with their ridiculous idea.

"Mione it's going to help him!" Fred begs.

"Fredrick we are not making Harry sick so we can sneak out and buy him alcohol!" I can't believe what these three are saying.

They want to basically drug Harry with one of the twins foolish candies then Ron and Ginny will stay to care of him and distract their parents. Then the twins and I will go get the drinks, finally coming home and giving it to Harry for Christmas.

"Harry needs is to feel like a kid again!" George states.

"Really we all do..." Fred whispers, it's bearably audible but it still hurts my heart to hear. I decide that I need to give in not for Harry but for the scared gingers in front of me.

"Fine. How are we gonna pull this off-" before I could finish talking Fred has picked me up from the table that I sit on and is spinning me around.

"I knew you'd say yes! Ron tried to tell me you won't but I knew." Fred says happily. Ron and George awkwardly high five.

Now came the actual hard part actually doing it. We planned to wait till that night so that no one would find anything strange about us not leaving our rooms, we'd just be 'asleep'.

George and Fred made up a special batch of candies that would make Harry have a fever and no energy so he wouldn't come look for us. It was Ginny's job to get him to eat it and then signal Ron to signal Fred, George, and I to leave out the twins secret exit out of the house. This whole operation felt like a spy movie.

Fred, George and I were all huddled in their dark bedroom waiting for a green light to come from under the door so we could leave. The boys won't let me see where their exit was so Fred held his hand over my eyes. I thought this was quite silly, but Fred promised to stop pressuring me to learn how to fly if I just went with it so I really had no choice.

"Is the signal up yet?" I ask not wanting to stand with Freds hand over my eyes anymore. I mean it wasn't terrible to be the way we were, he was close enough to where I could smell him, he smelled like gunpowder and cinnamon.

"Shh.." George whispers.

"No" Fred says in my ear causing me to jump from the sudden noise. "I'll let you know when." Fred says even quieter. Minutes pass. We stand in there room quiet, the only sound I hear is Fred's breathing from behind me.

Suddenly Fred says "now." We move quickly, well more of our bodies move not our feet. Suddenly I feel myself being pulled then 'pop'. Fred moves his hand I turn to see his smiling face... and Diagon alley... they, we just avaporated...