Miss L Weasley-Smith | Fred Weasley

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010; Great Hall Mishap

"Well, just avoid dessert." Sahara laughed while she talked to the three girls, Drew, Aria, and Penelope.

Penelope sighed, "Why did I let you convince me to help you guys?"

"Cause we are irresistible!" Drew exclaimed.

"Lighten up Penelope, I think it's fun, plus who wouldn't want to see Fred and George-" Aria saw the twins and Lee Jordan and stopped in the middle of her sentence.

"See us what?" They asked in unison.

"Get injured, get extremely sick, make a fool of yourselves, se-" Lee started listing things that could happen to Fred and George but stopped from their glares.

"Anyways," Penelope told them. "We are going to sit at the Gryffindor table for once, they won't mind right? After all, the four of us are not Gryffindors?"

"If they get upset Ill just hex them into tomorrow." Sahara smirked.

Drew laughed. "Feisty."

"Well cmon then! I'm starving!" Aria ran towards the Gryffindor table and sat down. With Penelope right behind her the girls already started to make conversation amongst themselves.

After finishing their dinner Sahara watched the twins each reach for Custard Creams. Smirking to herself she looked at Drew who seemed like she was trying to hold back a fit of laughter.

Fred looked at the custard cream and sighed. "I know what you did." He whispered to Sahara.

"I have no idea what you are talking about." Sahara told him not looking him in his eyes.

"Georgie, don't-" Fred told his twin, but it was to late. He already ate the custard cream.

"He actually fell for the canary cream prank!" Drew laughed.

"W-what do you mean?" Fred asked when George didn't even turn into a canary.

"We didn't actually do anything, but yet you thought we did." Sahara told Fred patting him on the back. "It's okay, you can eat it."

Fred sighed and plopped the cream into his mouth. He turned into a large canary and the four girls laughed along with George and Lee. After Fred turned back to normal he glared at Sahara. "How'd you manage to get me only!?" He sat down with a humph.

"Actually we weren't trying to get you specifically, not anyone specifically for that matter." Penelope told him.

"You were in this as well!?" Fred asked.

"We all were." Aria told him.

"Honestly, we were just hoping to get someone at the table." Sahara laughed.

"And we got you! Even better." Drew told him smiling.

"I hate you all." Fred sneered. Trying to drop the subject her brought up something else. "George and I are entering the Tri Wizard tournament."

"Mhm, okay." Sahara told him continuing with her meal.

"What do you mean by that?" George asked.

"Oh nothing." Sahara got up and walked out of the Great Hall with the Ravenclaws and Slytherin behind her.

***

"It's not going to work!" Hermione told the twins when they presented their aging potion idea.

"And why is that?" They asked plopping down in the seats next to her.

"You see this?" She asked, "It's an age line, Dumbledore drew it himself."

"So?" Fred asked.

"So," Hermione scoffed, "A genius like Dumbledore couldn't possibly be fooled by something pathetically dimwitted as an aging potion."

"Thats why its so brilliant." Fred told her.

George smiled, "Because its so pathetically dimwitted."

The twins laughed and stood up crossing arms and drank the aging potion. She didn't really believe it work, but she was still scared. Well, Cedric had already entered the tournament. They hadn't spoken much recently and Sahara couldn't help but wonder why.

"Are they seriously trying this?" Drew asked turning to Sahara.

Laughing Sahara replied, "I guess so."

Fred and George jumped to the Goblet and threw their names in. Their cheer of victory was interrupted by them being thrown back look around 60 years old.

"You said!" One of them yelled.

"You said!" The other exclaimed. The twins wrestled each other, which truly was a sight to see.

"I can't believe they just did that!" Penelope laughed with Aria.

Sahara sighed, "Nor can I."

***

As the weeks went by Sahara noticed a few things. Penelope was often gone, Aria seemed different around Penelope, Drew became more out-going, and Fred and George started to prank people even more. Maybe it was their way of resenting the Tri Wizard Tournament. Speaking of, the first test was that day.

"What do you think they'll do?" Sahara asked, nervously biting her fingernails in the dining hall, ignoring the breakfast in front of her.

Aria sighed. "I don't have the slightest clue."

"Hopefully something deadly!" Fred told the group.

"No! Not something fucking deadly. I am already scared enough." Sahara told him, slapping his arm.

"Awe. Sahara is scared for Cedric!" Drew smirked.

"No! It's just that... Potter is so young. Why would they let him do it? It's not like he put his name in the Goblet."

"She didn't deny she is scared for Diggory." Penelope whispered. Fred didn't seemed to amused by this conversation but shockingly, didn't try to change the topic. As the group walked over to the stands Sahara gasped. It was large, rocky, and there seemed to be a golden egg. What the hell was happening?

"Oh great. This can't be good." The group muttered, some in unison, some not. The crowd soon came to find out that they would be up against a dragon.

"A dragon? Are you kidding!? Merlins beard this won't end well." Sahara sat down wrapping her scarf around her tightly.

Aria put an arm around Penelope and Sahara's shoulders, "It'll be ok, don't worry to much."

Drew sat down with a humph. "Where's my comfort?" She asked innocently.

"Oh c'mere!" Sahara gestured to the empty spot next to her and the four sat down shoulder to arm.

"Aw, how cute! Don't move. I need a mental picture." Fred told them as he and George approached the seats with Lee.

"It really is quite adorable." George smiled.

I cannot eat, I cannot drink; the pleasures of youth and love are fled away: there was a good time once, but now that is gone, and life is no longer life. - Plato