Never what it seems

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Harry had decided to give the spell another chance. He tuned in now, to what was happening a few rooms across from him. He had seen the twins sneaking in there after having attended the meeting of the order. How he wished he was old enough to join!

He shook his head in disbelief as he heard George's voice.

"Harder, Fred! More! Come on, harder!" For Merlin's sake, what was he listening to this time?

He heard Fred grunting with effort.

"Just there, that's it, yes!" George's ecstatic shout was followed by Fred panting from exertion.

"Merlin, that took longer than I thought! Should we try it again?" Fred's voice asked and Harry forced himself to stop listening.

He really didn't want to know!

"I don't reckon we should Fred!" George told his brother, completely unaware of the fact that Harry Potter had heard their previous exchange. "I mean, who knew the Pygmy puffs we made could become so violent? Another batch might turn out even more vicious!"

"True", Fred said, looking at the dust on the carpet where he had stomped on one of the nasty buggers, "Those fangs scared me! And stomping on them takes more effort than one of Wood's Quidditch match work outs!"

"Speaking of Quidditch…" George replied, sharing a grin with his twin, both thinking of their broomsticks that had been locked in the shed by Mrs.Weasley (to keep them out of trouble, she claimed!).

"As if that would stop us", George sniggered.

"We can ask Harry if he wants to join us", Fred added as they walked down the corridor.

Neither twin found out that day why the Boy Who Lived refused to answer the door and yelled at them to go away.

"Must be the stress getting to him. You know…with a crazy guy out to kill him and all", George muttered to his brother as they both shrugged and walked off.

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