Chapter - 84 : An Heir and a Spare part - 2

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Harry was very glad he'd managed to befriend Fred and George. Around the two mischievous Gryffindors he was able to let go of some of his worries and act more like the child he was pretending to be. The jokes and laughter the three boys shared were a welcome distraction from Harry's boredom from schoolwork, as well as his preoccupation with Voldemort.

A few days after the Quidditch race the twins proudly showed Harry their prank headquarters, which turned out to be the kitchens. Harry soon realised what an ingenious choice of location it was; not only was it one of the few areas in castle not under the supervision of gossiping portraits, but it was also staffed by House Elves who were delighted to serve them as much food as they could eat. All things considered, Harry was perfectly happy to spend hours there with the twins - munching on slices of chocolate cake, casting spells, and ducking out of the way of the occasional explosion.

Harry had never realised quite how much work Fred and George put into their pranks. They used a complicated mix of potions, charms, and arithmancy calculations to create the effects they wanted. Many of the spells used were incredibly obscure and took ages to research, while the potions recipes often had to be adapted to work with cheaper or more easily acquired ingredients. Harry was amazed by their dedication, and told them so.

"Well our mum always said that if a thing's worth doing, then it's worth doing properly," Fred said virtuously.

Harry gave him a look, making his scepticism clear. "Really? That's your only motivation, is it?"

"George, it seems young Orion here doesn't trust us," said Fred.

"Our honour is besmirched!" George clutched his chest and turned to Harry. "How could be so distrustful of us - can't you see we're as innocent as a pair of baby unicorns?"

Fred nodded enthusiastically. "Exactly, George. Everyone knows we're as devoid of deceitfulness as a Phoenix after burning day!"

"Right you are, Fred. Why, it's common knowledge that we're even more trustworthy than a bunch of House Elves under an Unbreakable Vow!" George grinned at his twin.

Harry cut them off before their comparisons could become anymore ridiculous. He knew they'd continue on for hours if left uninterrupted. "I know exactly what you two are, and innocent is not it," he told them.

"He's found us out, Fred."

"Seems so, George."

George turned to Harry and shook his fist dramatically. "Curse you and your Assessor powers!"

"Yeah, 'cos no one would ever suspect you two," Harry said, rolling his eyes.

"Ah, my mini Marauder, they might suspect," George began.

"But they'll never know for sure," Fred finished.

Harry sighed, feeling as if the conversation was going around in circles. "Know what?"

"Why, our most cunning plan, of course!"

"Worthy of even the sneakiest of Slytherins."

"But requiring the daring, nerve and chivalry of a true Gryffindor."

"Quite right, brother mine!" George struck a heroic pose. "It is a truly noble goal we aspire to."

Harry smiled in amusement at their antics. "So what exactly is this plan of yours?"

The twins exchanged glances, their expressions unexpectedly serious. "We want to open our own joke shop," Fred said. Harry got the impression he was the first person they'd ever told.

Before Harry could say anything, George rushed to speak. "One that'll rival Zonko's one day!"

"Full of first class prank items created by yours truly!"

"And bearing the name of Weasely's Wizard Wheezes!"

The twins stared at Harry expectantly. For once they looked less than entirely confident.

"Well, guys, I'm impressed," Harry said. He hadn't known the twins had planned their business even as third year students. "And I can promise you that from what I've Seen, you two have the potential to create a shop that doesn't just rival Zonko's, but surpasses it."

Fred and George looked ecstatic. "Really?" they exclaimed in unison.

"I'm absolutely serious," Harry promised.

The twins whooped and high-fived each other, turned to Harry and hugged him, then linked arms and danced around the kitchen, laughing exuberantly all the while. Harry grinned as he watched them. He was glad to see them so happy - it certainly made a change from the years filled with anger and hate and depression he'd experienced in his old world.

"Orion, mate, I take back anything bad I ever said about you and your Assessor powers," George said. "I worship you!"

"Revere you!"

"Idolise you!"

"Bow down before you!"

Harry rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah. You're welcome, guys."

Fred scratched his chin thoughtfully. "You know, you being an Assessor might come in handy when choosing victims for our pranks."

"And your Invisibility Cloak'll be dead useful when carrying them out." George rubbed his hands together and looked like he was only just refraining from cackling evilly.

Harry smiled back. Sirius had come through for him earlier in the week, when he'd sent Harry the Cloak along with a gleeful letter detailing exactly how he'd guilted Dumbledore into handing it over. Harry had shown the Cloak to the twins, both of whom had immediately begun plotting to use it to give the dreaded Mrs Norris a good kick.

"Well I have to live up to my dad's Marauder legacy somehow, right?" Harry raised a questioning eyebrow.

"Indeed you do, old chap."

"Now let's start planning!"

With only a bit more fooling around from the twins, they settled down to plot their prank on Footswitch. Harry, Fred and George were all thoroughly fed up with their Defence Professor and his lectures on the inferiority of Muggles. Harry suggested targeting their pranks to prevent the man from expounding on his favourite subject, and it took very little persuasion to get the twins to agree. While eating six helpings of treacle tart and several portions of shepherd's pie (in that order), they planned the finer details of how to achieve such a miracle. Then another several days were spent brewing potions and practicing the necessary spells, until they were finally ready to unleash their pranks.

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