As the saying goes, "payback's a bitch." Especially when it's from two second generation Marauders. It'll hurt your ego a bit and teach you a lesson. Maybe even open your eyes to someone right in front of you. Your better half, a best friend.
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We walked through Hogwarts, in search of where the twins ran off to.
"I think we need to split up. This castle is too big." Mia suggested.
"Fine, but don't get lost." I yelled over my shoulder as we went separate ways. I ran towards the Gryffindor common room hoping to find the twins somewhere in that direction. Much to my dismay I found nothing. I started to move towards the other side of the castle. I passed by a large window and saw Mia outside following George around as he carried ripped bed sheets, had ripped pants and was being followed by many squirrels. It was a hilarious site to see, he looked shocked and broken, like this has never happened to him before. Mia had him under control, obviously, as she followed some distance behind looking like she was in pain from laughing so much. The real question now was where the other twin was. I don't think I've ever seen them apart from one another yet Fred looked like he was nowhere to be found outside with George. My thoughts were violently interrupted when I heard someone yelling my name.
"Velez! I need your help." I turned around to see none other than the twin's friend, something Jordan.
"What?" I questioned as he skidded to a stop in front of me.
"You and Lupin pranked the twins, right?"
"Yeah.... and?"
"Do you know how to get Fred out of the toilet?" He frantically questioned, making me burst into laughter.
"You mean.... Weasley is stuck in the toilet? Like it ate him?" I laughed, gasping for air.
"Yes.... Can you help or not?" The boy in front of me sighed, rolling his eyes at me.
"How do I know this isn't a trap?" I stated skeptically. I wouldn't put it past the twins to try and lure me in, just to get me back.
"Well first of all, they're not together for one of the first times I've seen since I met them in our first year. You can see that for yourself. Secondly, you can also see that you broke them. Just look at George, I think he's going into shock." The boy stated, gesturing frantically to the window where we could still see a dozen squirrels following the Weasley as he wandered aimlessly around.
"Fair enough. Let's go." I nodded, gesturing for him to lead the way. I may sort of trust him now, but I was in no way going to box myself in by having him follow me.
We walked quickly back to the Gryffindor common room and through the portrait hole. Inside, sitting on the couch I saw Harry, Ginny and Harry's Irish friend laughing hysterically. Upon my arrival, Ron turned to look right at me. I thought he was going to run away like he normally did when he saw Mia or I, - still not sure why he does that- but he actually approached me.
"Thank you." Was all he said.
"What do you mean thank you?" I asked confused. I hadn't done anything for this kid, nor have I ever really talked to him.