100 Drabbles for the Double Trouble Red Heads

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Haii...I'm Amy and it has been a long time since I wrote something. And now I think it would really awesome to write about two of my favorite characters, FRED AND GEORGE

Disclaimer: I do not own the world of Harry Potter. All rites belong to J.K Rowling and I am merely a fan showing my appreciation for her work.
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PROMPTS
1. Herbology 2. Muggle Studies 3. Transfiguration 4. Ancient Runes 5. Astronomy 6. Divination 7. Care of Magical Creatures 8. Potions 9. Defense Against the Dark Arts 10. Arithmancy 11. History of Magic 12. Charms 13. Quidditch 14. Hogwarts, A History 15. Room 16. Dragonhide gloves 17. Cauldron 18. Whomping Willow 19. Wand 20. Hogsmeade 21. Veela 22. Kneazle 23. Telescope 24. House elf 25. Sorting Hat 26. Quill 27. Owl 28. Timeturner 29. Pensieve 30. Feast 31. Dress robes 32. Common room 33. Classroom 34. Parseltongue 35. Pureblood 36. Muggle 37. Animagus 38. Patronus 39. Duel 40. Spell 41. Thestrals 42. Portraits 43. Headmaster 44. Ford Anglia 45. Licorice Wand 46. Dungeon 47. Portkey 48. Leprechaun 49. Yule Ball 50. Boggart 51. Act 52. Bore 53. Chase 54. Dare 55. Egg on 56. Fight 57. Goblin 58. Hoot 59. Ignore 60. Joke 61. Kiss 62. Amortentia 63. Mooch 64. Nap 65. Ooze 66. Pace 67. Quell 68. Roar 69. Slap 70. Spook 71. Untie 72. Vex 73. Warn 74. X-tinguish 75. Yodel 76. Zap 77. Cheerful 78. author's choice 79. author's choice 80. author's choice 81. Depression 82. Careful 83. Fearful 84. Angry 85. Snappish 86. Daring 87. Staircase 88. Sweet Tooth 89. Past 90. Present 91. Future 92. Chocolate 93. Chicken 94. Allergic 95. Snowball 96. Socks 97. Dictionary 98. Pajamas 99. Trunk 100. Homework

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"Weasley, George."

George nervously sat on the stool as Professor McGonagall set the Sorting Hat on his head. George gave his brother, Fred, a weak smile, who was already sitting there at the Gryffindor Table.

"Another Weasley? Hmm...I sense double trouble...yes...I see mischief...lots and lots of mischief. I also sense a strong heart and a caring mind...just like your twin brother...better be in GRYFFINDOR!"

George happily sat next to Fred and the other Gryffindors. They are here at last, and they are ready to show Hogwarts some serious mischief.

"I must say, this is a very gloomy girl's bathroom, George. The Dancing Duckling product won't be too happy here."

They laid a bunch of muggle rubber ducks on the driest part of the floor when Moaning Myrtle turned up.

"What are you two doing here?" asked Myrtle accusingly.

"Don't worry Myrtle, we're just here to find a toilet seat for Ginny."

Myrtle peared suspiciously at them through her transparent glasses.

"Fine,: said Myrtle Finally. "just don't take my toilet."

When Myrtle floated out of sight, George said:

"I was actually thinking of sending Ginny a Hogwarts sink instead."

Snape was wearing a deadly scowl.

The Weasley twins had managed to melt the pewter cauldron they were sharing.

“10 points off Gryffindor!” growled Snape. “How many times do I have to say? Beetle eyes before dragon liver. Clean up all this mess!”

“He looks a lot like a thin, dried up elephant.” murmured Fred under his breath when Snape turned to his back. “I would very much like to give him two giant elephant ears.”

When the bell rang, the twins jumped up and knocked bottles all over the floor, and sprinted towards the door.

Snape now looked murderous.

{96. Socks}

"Merry Christmas!" The twins called out as they marched into the common room, still in their pajamas.

"We've beeon doing a bit of thinking." said George. "And we've decided to be generous this year, and make you guys presents." Fred dragged Ron and Harry towards the messy wrapped presents.

"SOCK PUPPETS"

"Errr...I think you gave me Ginny's." said Ron as she held up an old sock with messy, long yarns hanging from the end.

"No, that's you."

"Harry's got a raccoon!" Ron pointed at the sock that Harry was holding.

"That's Harry. It brings out his eyes, doesn't it?"

“Mr. Weasley and Mr. Weasley!” Professor McGonagall stormed towards the twins, one of whose head had been turned into a beach ball. “There is absolutely NO experiment on your classmates!” with a swish of her wand, Fred’s head turned to its normal self. “You know that I’ll have to take 10 points off Gryffindor.” After glaring at the twins, she stored off to the front of the class.

The twins noticed several angry stares from the class.

“Come on,” George muttered. “That’s only 10 points. Wait ‘till they hear how many Snape had taken when we turned his hair purple.”

{36. Muggle}

“No one hurts my brother!” Fred yelled at the bully who had just punched George in the nose, giving him a nasty nosebleed.

The bully is ten times larger and stronger. But Fred stared fiercely into those bulging brown eyes with pure hatred and loathing. His right hand clenched over the last stink pellet his brother, Bill, had gave him. Without hesitation, he threw the pellet at the bully’s feet, creating a fume and thick green gas. Shocked and disgusted by the stink, the bully sprinted away.

George looked at Fred with a stir of thankfulness in his eyes. “Thanks brother.”

{89. Past}

“How are you, Molly?” Arthur Weasley bent down to kiss his wife on the cheeks, his glasses dangling on the tip of his nose.

“I’m fine.” replied Mrs. Weasley, laying on the white, hospital bed. “This lucky baby will be born under the start of spring.”

“Yeah, these two lucky ones….” Mr. Weasley started to say…

“TWO? I’m having TWO? I’m having TWINS?” Her eyes were wide with surprise.

Mr. Weasley leapt back in his chair. “Yes dear, the healer said you’re having twins.” He said reassuringly.

Then very slowly, a smile spread to Mrs. Weasley’s lips. “I’m having twins…”

{34. Parseltongue}

"Hey Harry." The Weasley twins caught up with the somewhat irratated-looking second year.

"Fred, George, please, not again..." Harry started to complain, but immediately turned his gaze to the creature curled inside the glass cage Fred was carrying. "Is that...a snake?"

"Oh that," George pointed at the small, gray, coiled snake, fast asleep in its cage. "is for Transfiguration."

"But there's something else we wanna show you." Fred gave a little wink.

"Sorry to say that you're not the only snake-mastermind anymore. We've trained him a bit." George cleared his throat and turned to the snake. "Stay."

The snake laid there, fast asleep.

"Be gray."

The snake remained gray.

It is exceptionally rare for the Weasley twins to catch a cold, or suffer from it in any way. But they do come across this unfortunate event once in a while.

Nose red and stuffed, neck wrapped tightly with scarves, the twins settled themselves in front of the dancing fire. Not long afterwards, they were interrupted by their quizzicle, younger brother.

"Whoa," Ron started to say. "Sick?"

"Allergy, Dunghead." the twins replied abruptly.

"But you guys haven't got any allergies!" Ron blurted out. "Except for troll hair, but there aren't any tr..."

"Whoops Ron," George interrupted. "Thought you were one."

{93. Chicken}

"I can't believe I have to take care of you guys." Ron complains, setting two bowls of broths on the headstand between the two beds.

"Ahh, thanks Ronnie." George snickers as he and Fred exchange glances of satisfaction.

"We want some meat- chicken sounds good." Fred remarks.

"I can't believe you two broke your legs at the same time! That bludger couldn't have hit you both- are you sure you didn't plan this out so you can skip class?"

"You're awfully whiny today." Fred points out.

"It's not fair. You never had to serve me-"

"You know what keeps on going through my head?" George cuts him off. "Where's my chicken?"

"Hey Hermy!" Fred greeted, humming.

"Don't call me Hermy!"

"We heard all about it." George chimed in.

"Heard about what?!" Hermione was in an unpleasant mood.

"Your little time-turner thing..." George smirked.

"We were wondering if-"

"-we could borrow one..."

"Absolutely not!" Hermione slammed her book down. "It's risky and dangerous! There are very specific, careful rules for using it. It would be MY responsibility if anything goes wrong!"

"Oh come on Hermy, what could be the biggest harm?"

"Many wizards have gone mentally MAD after they saw their future projections!"

Both Fred and George looked at each other and shrugged.

"No problem," said Fred. "I'd think that it was George."