Trouble Fox

Potter

"Bet you loved that, didn't you Potter."

The obnoxious voice of Draco Malfoy rang to them.

"Famous Harry Potter can't even go into a book-shop, without making the front page."

He sneered.

"Leave him alone, he didn't want that!"

Ginny said with a glare at Malfoy.

"Oh look Potter, you've got yourself a girlfriend!"

Malfoy drawled.

"And I see you don't. Ooh, I have an idea, let's make a Draco Malfoy fanclub! Population zero."

(At least until the sixth year....crazy fangirls...)

Brittany smirked. She went to look at some more books.

"Don't get that, it says nothing what so ever on how to prank, it's mostly why not to. They have it at the library."

A voice cane from behind her.

"Thanks....George? Fred? I'm just going to call you Ginger and/or Carrot Top. Then both of you should answer."

Brittany sighed as twin number one laughed.

"I'm Fred, but Ginger works, Flaming torch."

"Does it really look like that? Its defiantly red, not ginger, theres a difference. Ginger is orangeier. That's a word now. Orangeier. Or-ane-gi-er."

Brittany said.

"Ok then."

Brittany followed Mr. Weasley with the twins.

"Its too crowded in here, lets go outside."

Mr Weasley said to Ron.

"Well, well. Arthur Weasley."

Someone who was probably Malfoy's father sneered. Like Malfoy.

"Lucius."

Mr. Weasley nodded coldly. Brittany inches closer to the door, sensing conflict. And it was really hot in the crowded room. Malfoy had taken a book from Ginny's cauldron. He said something that was probably totally uncalled for and exceedingly rude, and Ginny's cauldron went flying. Mr. Weasley had pretty much attacked Mr. Malfoy, and some twin yelled,

"Get him dad!"

While Mrs. Weasley said,

"No, Arthur!"

And the assistant was flustered. But above all the noise Hagrid was wading through the sea of books saying,

"Break it up, there, gents, break it up-"

He pulled Mr. Malfoy an Mr. Weasley apart. They were both scratched up kinda bad-ish. Hagrid said something about the Malfoy's, Brittany didn't listen, there was this bird, and the sun was shining at the right angle, and, uh, she just wasn't paying attention.

"A fine example to set for your children...brawling in public...to think what Mr. Lockhart thought..."

Mrs. Weasley fused.

"He was pleased, asked the newspaper guy if he could work the fight in. All about publicity or something."

Fred said. They entered the Leaky cauldron and got ready to travel by floo back to the Burrow, and the Grangers leave to the muggle street. Brittany took the powder and threw it into the greening flames and swirled away into the maze of chimneys after shouting

"The Burrow!"