♥ Fred and George ♥

Warning: This is hilarious, and a bit gross. Enjoy!
"Wren!" Two voices boomed from behind me, causing me bite my tongue. "We brought you something!"
"Do I even want to know what it is?" I groaned and turned to Fred and George.
"Can-deeee!" Fred hummed loudly, dancing around George, who held a small paper-bound package.
"I don't know, I'm not supposed to take candy from strangers." I shrugged and turned back to my homework.
"Ah, come on! We aren't that strange!" George rolled his eyes and waved the tiny parcell in front of my face.
"You really expect me to just take some sort of 'candy' from you,...

The air exploded. They had been grouped together, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, and Percy, the two Death Eaters at their feet, one Stunned, the other Transfigured; and in that fragment of a moment, the world was rent apart. Harry felt himself flying through the air, and all he could do was hold as tightly as possible to that thin stick of wood that was his one and only weapon, and shield his head in his arms: He heard the screams an yells of his companions without a hope of knowing what had happened to them-

And then as the world resolved itself into pain and semidarkness: He was half buried in...