Broken and Fixed

5 - Toads

A/N I'm tweaking the timeline a bit, so that the Toad still comes in Harry's fifth year (the twins' seventh) but the twins don't drop out and there is no WWW. The Ministry (surprisingly) has accepted Golden Boy's testimony about Cedric's death and the return of Lord Pancaketortes. Also, this year will also be the Battle of Hogwarts. Just a reminder that the Golden Trio (and Draco, who already has his [unwilling] Dark Mark) are fifth years in this story but the Newrauders (the fab four: Violet, Lee, and Gred and Forge) are seventh years. For plot purposes just assume that the Horcrux hunt is pretty much over. This is not a story about Harry and his quest to defeat Lord Moldyshorts. I won't be focusing on that. Thank you, and enjoy the filler chapter for before I start college because there won't be another one for at least a couple months while I get adjusted.

-George POV-

I wake up cuddled next to Lee, fully clothed and freshly Scourgified. Thinking about last night makes me smile and lean over Lee, planting a small kiss on his cheek. He looks so damn adorable when he's asleep. Especially the way his tiny nose flares whenever he inhales.

Lee rolls over and cracks open his eyes. "Morning, George," he groans, pulling a hand over my shoulder.

"Morning, sleepyhead, c'mon. We need to get to breakfast before Ron eats everything!"

We stumble into the Great Hall before Ron's managed to scarf the last few pancakes from the platter nearest us, so Lee snatches one from right under my little brother's nose and eats it slowly, never breaking eye contact with the bewildered Ron. Harry looks over and says, "C'mon, Jordan! What'd you do that for?"

As I turn to get some food of my own, I hear Hermione scold him. "Honestly, Harry, you have been attending this school for five years now, the platters refill themselves! You can't even remember basic material from 'Hogwarts: A History!' And you call yourself the Chosen One!"

"But I am the Chos-" Harry stops abruptly as Hermione brandishes a rolled-up Prophet. "Don't hit me with that again! It hurts!"

Hermione looks like steam is about to come from her ears before the owls fly in, carrying the mail. Lee gets a small package that makes his face light up for a minute, before silently shrinking the box and tucking it into his vest pocket. "Zonko's," he mouths.

A red envelope gets dropped over mine and Fred's heads, and we look at each other. We both know what it is and who it's from.

I barely have time to glance at the professors' table and register a strange woman clad in pink before the Howler tears itself open and screams at us. Mum's voice rings out across the Great Hall and all noise stops.

"WHAT WERE YOU TWO THINKING, STEALING A TOILET SEAT FROM THE PREFECTS' BATHROOM?! HOW DID YOU EVEN GET IN THERE?!"

Dad's voice in the background says, "Molly, dear, they're the twins. How did they not? Oh, and Harry, if you're there, I'd really appreciate an answer back on the function of a rubber duck."

"ARTHUR I'M TRYING TO SET MY BOYS STRAIGHT - well, not you, George, but - HOW MANY TIMES MUST I TELL YOU BOTH TO STAY OUT OF TROUBLE?! NOT EVEN RON GETS INTO THESE SHENANIGANS! A TOILET SEAT - WHAT'S NEXT? THE ENTIRE ASTRONOMY TOWER? AND DON'T LOOK AT EACH OTHER THE WAY I KNOW YOU BOTH ARE RIGHT NOW, I WILL NOT TOLERATE YOU TWO REMOVING THE ASTRONOMY TOWER JUST TO PROVE A POINT! HOW CAN I SLEEP AT NIGHT KNOWING YOU'RE ALWAYS UP TO MISCHIEF AND IT'LL ONLY BE A MATTER OF TIME BEFORE YOU'RE EXPELLED?! YOU TWO WORRY ME SICK SOMETIMES! Oh, and Violet, dear, if you're there, tell your father I said hello. I hope he's doing well these days."

The letter implodes, leaving tiny snowflakes of paper on the table. The strange pink lady, along with the rest of the Great Hall, gives us a disapproving look.