View Single Post
Old 03-12-2008, 03:50 AM   #1 (permalink)
Lexia_Black
Ravenclaw
Crup
 
Lexia_Black's Avatar
 
Location: Throne
Join Date: Nov 2003
Posts: 2,272

Hogwarts RPG Name:
L'Wren Evans
Fifth Year
Default Lex's 50 Gred & Forge Ficlets - Sa13+


fred & george;
I've always loved (and I mean head over heels) the twins and their comic relief, and I vow solemnly to do them as much justice as I can in 50 ficlets. Simply spiffing.


1. Accio 2. Avada Kedavra 3. Braking Charm 4. Blasting Curse 5. Colloportus 6. Crucio 7. Confundus 8. Diffindo 9. Disapparate 10. Engorgio 11. Expecto Patronum 12. Furnunculus 13. Flagrate 14. Horn Tongue 15. Hurling Hex 16. Impedimenta 17. Imperio 18. Incarcerous 19. Jelly Legs 20. Knitting Charm 21. Langlock 22. Legilimens 23. Levicorpus 24. Lumos 25. Mobilicorpus 26. Morsmordre 27. Muffliato 28. Nox 29. Obliviate 30. Oppugno 31. Orchideous 32. Petrificus Totalus 33. Point Me 34. Protego 35. Quietus 36. Reducto 37. Relashio 38. Rictusempra 39. Sectumsempra 40. Sonorus 41. Scourgify 42. Silencio 43. Specialis Revelio 44. Stupefy 45. Tarantallegra 46. Tergeo 47. Twitchy Ears Hex 48. Unbreakable Vow 49. Wingardium Leviosa 50. Waddiwasi


20. Knitting Charm
“Ah,” said Fred.
“Oh dear,” said George.
“Well—”
“That can sometimes—”
“Happen,” they said in a remarkable imitation of Professor Lockhart.

Mrs. Weasley was momentarily at a loss for words, but unfortunately not movement. She brandished her knitting needles, pointing vigorously at Ginny, then stoking Fred as if they were pokers and he (as his hair and ears suggested) was a fire. Finally relinquishing her voice, Mrs. Weasley began.

“SET AFIRE THE COUCH, SHE DID! GROWN SCALES, TONGUE’S FORKED—”

Mrs. Weasley paused to snatch up Ginny’s hand to wield in George’s face. She nodded her head vigorously, eyes wide and accusing. Fred suppressed a chortle, which would have been drowned out anyways, as Mrs. Weasley had resumed.

“TALONS!! YOU HAD BEST—”

They were interrupted by a healer, who had wisely remained silent so far, but decided to interject while Ginny was still the only one seriously harmed. Mrs. Weasley gave a heavy, significant glare to her boys that withered them into their chairs again, and returned to her own seat, snatching her knitting needles up with vigor and muttering a knitting charm.

Fred sat, squirming and glancing at his mother until he couldn’t stand it anymore. “They work then?”

Last edited by Lexia_Black : 04-03-2008 at 05:14 AM.
Lexia_Black is offline   Reply With Quote