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chapter nine - smoking that dope.

Thank you so fucking much for 3k reads. That means so much to me!!! I also have a question. Should I publish my other Fred stories?? And would you guys like, want a oneshot book? Maybe? Hahayahssj let me know!! Anyways, to the story :)

General pov

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"We're betting all our money!" Said Fred and George at the same time. They watched Yns' face scrunch up in confusion. They waited for a second for her to realize at they said and what it meant. After a moment of waiting, they saw her eyes widen and her brows furrow.

Shes' realized.

"Er... Are you guys sure? I mean, I'm all for gambling, but do you know who you're betting against? And who else is gonna be in on it? Because I don't want you guys to get fucked over. It happens more than you know it, and you guys out of all people don't deserve to be fucked over." Yn said looking the twins in their eyes.

"Well it's simple, Ludo asked dad if he wanted to bet which he did" Fred started "only one Galleon though" he finished. "He asked if anyone else wanted to bet, honestly Yn I'm surprised you didn't witness any of this. Anyway, we said 'We'll bet thirty-seven Galleons, fifteen Sickles, three Knuts," said Fred as he and George quickly pooled all their money, "that Ireland wins — but Viktor Krum gets the Snitch. Oh, and we'll throw in a fake wand.' and of course, Percy said something about the fake wand but that's beside the point." Said George retelling the event.

Yns' eyebrows furrowed even more and she took a short breath in before talking, "wow, er... Can I ask why you predicted something so precise? Also, what if Ludo fakes you out? Say you guys are right but he doesn't give you, your guys' earnings?" She asked, genuinely worried.

The two boys smiled in unison.

"It's simple really," Said Fred.

"We'll break his knees!" George said smiling cheekily.

"And you'll be there to help us cover it up!" They said at the same time.

"Oh for fucks sake guys!" Yn laughed.

The three teenagers wandered off from the group for a moment (Yns idea) to go talk to some of the hippie wizards.

"God, I love hippies. They're always so vibey and chilled out. OH! I wonder if I could bum a cig off of one of them" Yn said out loud. Fred and George just rolled their eyes and followed their friend.

"Yeah like, if I could go back to the sixties or seventies I so would! Those were the best times man, Woodstock, Trips festival, the Love Pagent Rally. I miss it all so much, man"

Yn turned to the twins with a huge smile.

"Can we please go talk to him? I bet he has the absoulte BEST stories to tell."

"Yeah sure."

Yn and the hippie were just talking about random things when suddenly a lit piece of paper came out of nowhere.

"Oh hell yeah man, I found my joint!" The hippie said laughing "You guys wanna hit?" He asked.

Yn turned to look at us. "Listen, this is an opportunity you guys may never get again. Well, nevermind, but this will make everything so much more fun. AND FUNNY!"

"Why didn't you lead with that Yn?" Was all Fred had said. Yn beamed and grabbed the lit joint, puffing on it. She finally exhaled and coughed. Fred and George sniggered a bit. Yn didn't care though because she knew what was gonna happen as soon as one of the boys inhaled.

She quickly explained the right way to hit a joint before handing the joint to Fred. He looked at Yn and then at his brother. He breathed out and went to go hit the flower. He did pretty good for his first time. Well, that was beofre he exhaled. The second he started to breath out is when the coughing started. He coughed and he coughed and he coughed.