Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes and Whatnot

The rest of the summer I hung out with the twins as much as possible. Even though they were grounded, they still snuck out to Hogsmeade to check out their store’s location and stuff. They had bought an empty building towards the center of town, 93 Diagon Alley. The store was huge, with multiple levels towering above us.

By August, most of their renovations were close to being done. However, most of the renovations were being done by them with my help.

We were painting currently. There was a giant plastic tarp on the floor and we had resorted to using muggle brushes for the ground level after Fred and George’s fiasco while trying to use magic. More paint ended up on us than on the walls. We were almost finished now though and we were exhausted.

“Ugh finally!” I exclaimed, flopping down in the middle of the floor.

“What you don’t enjoy painting with us for four hours?” Fred joked.

“I’m not sure if I can move my arms anymore.”

“Maybe if you weren’t so short,” George said, lying down next to me “you wouldn’t have to stretch your arms so much.”

I rolled my eyes “I am so not short. You guys are just freakishly tall.”

“I’m hungry.” Fred said, frowning.

“There’s a shock.”

“Go get us some food.” George said, waving his arm at his brother.

“You just want me to leave so you can snog” Fred said.

George looked over at him and said after a pause “Yep pretty much. Go on now.”

Fred said “Well bollocks to the both of you, see if I bring you any food.” Then, he pretended to leave in a huff.

I laughed and got up, George following me.

“So” I said as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

“So” he said back, smiling at me.

I leaned up and kissed him. He pulled me closer and then put his forehead against mine.

“The store is going to be great.”

“I sure hope so. I don’t really have a back-up plan.” He said still smiling.

“You could always rob a bank.”

“Oh right. Or marry the queen.”

“Either way I think you’d be set.”

I giggled as he kissed me again and pushed me against the wall.

Fred came in a few minutes later and groaned. “Guys”

“Sorry Fred” I said.

“No, I mean guys what did we just do?”

“What do you mean?” George asked.

Fred motioned to the walls.

“Oh bloody-” I said and pulled away from the wall.

They started laughing and I tried to see the back of my shirt. I was covered in red paint, all the way up my back and even in my hair. I started laughing too.

“And I thought you were the smart one!” Fred exclaimed while sitting down in the middle of the floor with a bag of food.

“Ah well, I’ll just have to take an extra long shower.”

“Or dye your hair red.” George said.

“But then people might think we were related and get creeped out.”

“Oh, there it is again. Apparently she only has momentary lapses of common sense when you’re snogging her face off.”

“Hey!” I said, blushing slightly and pushing Fred over.

“You can’t blame her though, I am quite amazing.” George said.

I rolled my eyes and pushed him over too.

“George, your girlfriend is abusive. I think you could do so much better.”

“Fred” I whined.

He laughed and put an arm across my shoulders “I was just kidding love, I actually think *you* could have done better.”

“Fred” George mimicked my whine.

We all laughed and then ate the sandwiches Fred had brought. Afterwards, we fixed the spot on the wall I had accidentally ruined and went back to the Burrow. Fred and George would be living above the store, but the renovations for that part weren’t quite finished yet either. In the meantime, they still lived at the Burrow and by now Mrs. Weasley had stopped getting so angry about them skipping out since they were actually doing something productive in terms of their business. She still didn’t like that they didn’t finish school, but since they had a plan that seemed attainable and actually somewhat brilliant, she had gotten better about it.