Fred And George's Sidekick

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Emma's P.O.V.

Weeks went by, and I was sitting in the library writing my essay for charms. I was double checking my essay when I heard a loud yell right in my ear.

"Gahh!" I yelled, falling off of the bench.

I looked up to see two laughing red-haired twins. Fred and George Weasley. Always pranking people.

Madam Prince glared at them.

"What was that for?!" I said.

"We need your help." they said at the same time.

"No."

"But why not?" one of them asked

"I'm working on an essay."

The other one looked at my essay and said, "How many pages is that supposed to be?"

"Two."

"You've written five."

"I just wasn't sure if I got the right facts in, so I put them all in. And anyway, why do you need my help?"

"You're the smartest student in the school! And Hermione wouldn't help us." He frowned.

"I'm busy."

"Then we'll just wait until your done."

"Go away."

"Nope."

"Why?"

"We'll leave you alone if you help us."

"No."

"Alright."

They sat there, both sitting on opposite sides of me, poking me until I gave in.

"Fine!" I yelled.

Madam Prince glared again.

"Sorry." I said to her.

"Yay!" they both exclaimed.

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"So... How do people tell you apart?" I asked as we were walking outside to the courtyard.

"That's easy! Fred's ugly. And I'm gorgeous!" George said, "Or should I say, GEORGUS."

"Hey!" Fred yelled.

"George has a birthmark on the back of his hand." Fred explained. "Anyway George, everybody knows I'm Frebulous."

I rolled my eyes at them.

When we got to the courtyard we sat down on benches.

"So what is this prank you wanted help with?"

"We stole Percy's prefect badge, and we want you to change it to 'pinhead'."

"Do you promise to leave me alone?"

"For a day, yes."

I glared at them.

"What? We need an intelligent sidekick."

"Wow. What a wondeful compliment." I said sarcastically.

After a few minutes I had changed Percy's prefect badge to "pinhead".

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The next day, Percy must not have noticed the change in his badge, because he walking around as if nothing had happened.

"Why are they all laughing at me?" I heard him ask Fred and George who caught up to him in the hallway while I was on my way to the great hall.

"We have no idea." they said.

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At the end of the day, Fred and George ran up to me. 

"He's found out!"

"FRED! GEORGE!" Percy yelled, running after them.

"We're gonna die!"

"How on earth did you do this to my badge!"

"We didn't! Our sidekick helped us." George said.

"I am not your sidekick! I only helped you so you would leave me alone!" I said angrily.

Hermione walked past, "You seriously bothered her into helping you just because I wouldn't?" 

"Yep." Fred said.

"Now your making first years help you?!" Percy yelled.

"Well she's always got her head in a book. We just thought she could do with a laugh!" 

"Well that doesn't mean you should bother her to the point of helping you!" Percy yelled.

'Well it was just a bit funny..." I admitted.

"See?" Fred pointed out, "She did find it funny."

I rolled my eyes.

"If you ever do this again I will not hesitate to take points from Gryffindor!" Percy threatened, and stomped off.

Fred and George laughed, "I've never seen him that mad!"

"Whatever. Bye." I said, walking off to the Ravenclaw table.

I found Luna and sat down, she was laughing quietly.

"You saw that?" I asked.

"Yeah." she answered, "I'm pretty sure everyone did,"

"Great." I said sarcastically, "Now I'm gonna be known as 'Fred and George's sidekick'."

"Well they were right. You do always have your head in a book."

"Everybody says that!" 

"It wouldn't hurt to talk to people and do something. Hey, I'm gonna go feed the thestrals tomorrow if you want to come with."

"What the heck are thestrals?" I asked.

"Their like black horses with wings. You can only see them if you've seen someone die."

"They sound vicous."

"Quite sweet creatures actually."

"Alright."

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