Twins: A Different Life

The First Part of a Prank/ Quidditch Tryouts

Harry and Draco lingered discretely in the Entrance Hall waiting for the signal, they didn't know what to expect from Fred and George Weasley; the pair got high praise for their pranking from Sirius and that was never a good sign. They jumped when a catastrophic boom sounding from many floors above, and that told them the twins had started. Teachers and students alike ran up to see what was going on and the two Snakes didn't have to wait long before the Great and Entrance halls were silent. From opposite ends Harry and Draco poured the entire contents of potion on to the stone floor and watched as it spread like wildfire, coating it in a clear sheen. When the entire floor was covered it sank in making it look ordinary and the pair ran back to the dungeons grinning evilly as they went.

"We had better warn uncle Sev or he will kill us," Draco said and Harry nodded. The pair headed to the Potions classroom, they needed to stock up on prank potions anyway. Snape was sat behind his desk marking homework when the pair arrived and nodded in greeting. Harry pulled out their list and Draco immediately selected the potions he was comfortable in making, leaving Harry the other half. The pair of them worked together very well, trading ingredients and helping on the other potions. Once they had bottled up and cleared away, they approached their Professor.

"Yes,"

"Professor, I was wondering if you knew any spells that would stop a transfer potion," Harry asked. Snape's brow raised as he took in the two blank-faced teens in front of him, they were both perfectly calm and composed, except for their eyes, which were alight with mischief.

"I know of a few. The most simple one would be the basic shield charm. Why do you asked as I'm sure you both already knew that." Snape replied evenly, knowing full well that Draco knew it and Harry used it for extra credit in his last essay.

"We just wanted to confirm with you, Professor." Draco told him, "There have been rumors, sir."

"Really?"

"Yes, apparently, the Entrance Hall isn't safe. There was something else too... what was it Draco?"

"That there may be those who find themselves in a 'sticky situation', whatever that means." That was shockingly good, Severus admitted. If he didn't know hid Godson and hadn't been watching Harry since he arrived, he would have absolutely bought it. As it was, he did know his Godson and Harry had been on his radar since he had been sorted into his house.

"Indeed," He drawled, eyeing them. They didn't so much as twitch, nodding respectfully and taking their leave. There wasn't much for them to do until they went to dinner, so he had Draco lounged about the common room. Draco was telling him a bit more about his family when he suddenly sat up. 

"How long does the glue last?" He questioned.

"It goes on and off, sticking them in place for about thirty seconds before releasing them. It'll last about three days."

"Don't you think we should warn a few Snakes, like, maybe, the Quidditch team you're supposed to be training with later." Harry's eyes widened and he shot up, he ran to the boys' fifth-year dorm. He poked his head in and was relieved to see Flint sat on his bed.

"Flint?"

"Potter, have you ordered your broom? You had better be good because we're taking a risk letting a first year on the team." Harry rolled his eyes.

"My Godfather has already given me one." He assured, "It's a Nimbus 2000," Flint whistled.

"Nice. You better know how to fly it."

"Do you think Professor Snape, of all people, would allow me on the team if I didn't know how to fly?" Harry asked rhetorically, "Anyway if you want the team to practice, you should tell them not to walk in the Entrance Hall without a shield on their feet."

"Got it," Flint got up and went to warn the rest of the team while Harry went back to Draco, muttering to himself.

"Flint give you a hard time?" The blond asked his friend.

"Honestly, you'd think he would trust Professor Snape's judgment by now." Harry grouched.

"Just pull what you did earlier and Flint will soon stop talking." Draco waved him off. Harry grinned. The pair warned as many Snakes as they could about the Entrance Hall, but they didn't tell everyone knowing it would put their House under suspicion if none of them got caught in the prank. It was true practice for their masks when they got up to the Entrance Hall and found people stuck in odd positions, the glue kicking in at the wrong time. Harry ducked his head, moving into the Great Hall to cover his snickering. Draco didn't bother, he caught sight of Ronald Weasley stuck in a weird, lunged position and openly laughed at him, even going so far as to nudge Harry and point at the redhead.  Dinner was surprisingly calm right up until the very end when the chaos started as people rose to leave. The first caught up in the glue's timing were a couple of third-year Lions, who found they couldn't leave their seats when they tried. The noise in the Hall grew when others discovered they were in the same predicament, and there was laughter as people caught sight of others getting stuck mid-walk. Laughing helplessly to themselves, Harry and Draco edged back out of the Hall and back down to their House rooms, sharing a high five as they dropped on to their beds. 

"This is going to be brilliant," Draco decided, grinning.

"Just wait until tomorrow when everything with Rosina kicks off." 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Time skip brought to you by Weasley stuck in an awkward lunge ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Harry was treated to watching the Slytherin team run through their training practice before he was allowed on a broom and then Flint was all over him.

"Potter let me see your quickest lap." Flint barked. Harry raised his eyebrow but kicked off, flattening himself to his broom and shooting off. He didn't bother to slow up much on the corners, using his weight to control the sharpness over his movements. "Not bad, Potter. Let's see how you fly while trying to catch things." Flint pulled out a bag of ordinary gold balls and started launching them into the air; Harry took off. Flint threw the balls in every direction and Harry pulled off some spectacular stunts, some of which he had never done before but he didn't miss one. When he touched down next to Flint, the Slytherin Captain was gaping at him. "Thank you Lady Magic!" He whispered reverently. Flint eyed him with a somewhat manic glint in his eye and Harry was ever so slightly alarmed.

"Do I qualify?" He wondered. Flint nodded mutely.

"Play like that in every game and you'll be Captain soon enough." Flint told him, "Practice every Thursday and if you miss it you had better hope your reason changes the very foundation of magic or else." Flint stomped off, taking the quidditch equipment with him, leaving harry to wonder what he had gotten himself into. He shrugged, shouldering his broom and making his way inside. He wanted to shower and then tell Draco all about it, after all, they had to keep themselves calm for tomorrow. He couldn't wait to see Rosina. 

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Hey lovelies, I'm so sorry for not updating. I've been under a lot of stress practicing for my drivers permit test. I'll try to do another update today.

~Author-Chan