Best Friends with the Redheads

We all know George and Fred Weasleys story. Right? Maybe not. Meet Amber Chelsea, a witch in Fred and George's year. They become best friends, and along with Lee, cause mayhem at Hogwarts. Each adventure leads to another, strengthening their friendship and creating new bonds. And in the end... Who knew that one girl could change everything?


13. Stink Bomb Frenzy

We snuck down the hallway. It was surprisingly dark, although the moon was full. It didn't take us long to get to the Great Hall corridor. I could see Georges anticipation, his hand kept going to his pocket. The one with the stink bomb. I've got the extra.

     "Get ready to run," I whisper. "If either of you stink after this I'll never talk to you again."

     "Oh but Amber," George says, taking the stink bomb delicately from his pocket.

     "-You love us too much." Fred finishes. I role my eyes.

     George takes out the stink bomb and drops it. "Now."

     We burst out running as the bomb explodes. A laugh escapes me and think of how mad Filch is going to be. If only we could see his-

     "Gotcha!" A familiar voice drawls. Shock burst through me as I realize that we ran straight into Filch. I glance at Fred and George, who both look like I feel. "Your in trouble now."

      "It was not us who dropped the stink bomb!" Fred argues.

      "-Yah! We are just innocent bystanders," George agrees.

      "-We were just coming from a detention,"

     "-When we saw a shady figure,"

     "-And being the outstanding citizens we are,"

     "-We tried to stop them,"

     "-We couldn't chased the  culprit and ran into you!"

     "Enough!" Filch snarls. "Believe me, I would know if you three had a detention" He glowers at us, Mrs. Norris winding herself around his ankles. "Come"

     We followed Filch as he led us down the hall, while he mumbled things about, "Nasty kids," and "Going to Dumbledore."

      Filch led us to his office, where we were told to sit down. I partly ignored Filch as I took in his office. It is small and dingy- crowded and musty. I sat into a chair in between the twins. 

     "You should all get detention! Never mind that! Disembowelment! You've caused enough trouble this year!" Filch ranted. I tuned him out and looked at the labels on the filing cabinet drawers.

     Fire related, Pranks on Professors, Confiscated and Highly Dangerous.... I elbowed Fred and George and motioned to the filing cabinet. Their eyes widened and George grinned. He pointed to my pocket and I immediately know what he wants. The stink bomb.

     I slowly hand it to him. Any second now.... 3...2...1... For the second time tonight there is the familiar boom and I hassle out of my chair. Filch yells in surprise and Fred launches for the cabinet, opening it and quickly pulling something out. A piece of paper? I push open the door and rush out, Fred and George behind me. I hear Mrs. Norris yowl and hold back a laugh. I run full-fledge to the Gryffindor house entrance.

     When we get to the Fat lady, George yells "Tranfigium!" And the portrait swings open. We leap in to safety. The portrait closes after Fred and we collapse onto a couch.

     "That was something," I say, gasping for air. "Wasn't it"         

     "You-" Fred huffs.

     "-Bet!" George finishes.

     We burst out laughing and for just a minuet, forget about the strange paper still clutched in Freds hands.  

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