A Little Game

Previously on the Flas —

"Moses, what do you think Wednesday likes?" Harry asked with his hands behind the back of his head while lying down on his bed.

...

"What...?" I asked him, completely stupefied by his question, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable by his question.

"I just want to ask her for a favor," Harry answered, deep in his thoughts.

Ohh...

"Ohhh! What is it then?" I asked him, my previous atmosphere from before had returned.

"Wizard dueling." Answered Harry, he moves his head to the side to look at me, "I read about her family, and it said that his father was once a dueling champion, maybe she's good at it too? I mean, from how she fought the troll before, maybe she can help me."

'Wizard Dueling, why does he...' I thought to myself, and I immediately removed my thoughts on why he needs to learn wizard dueling. Considering that a Dark Lord is coming before him with the intent to kill, you can't really defeat a Dark Lord unprepared while only knowing one spell...right? Let's just say he will have a hard time staying alive, and yes, I can help him, but it's his fight. I doubt he wants to be weak and dependent forever; I mean, he's Harry...

"You don't need Wednesday's help," I responded with an absurd tone, "I can help you myself! I'm good at fighting!" I exclaimed in glee, it will be a good bonding time for us, and besides, I'm curious about wizard dueling too.

Harry looked at me with a look of doubt in his eyes as he answered,

"...Yeah, I don't think so, maybe I'll talk to her myself once we start our term."

"Hey, I'm good at fighting too!"

Snort*

"Nobody sleeps that fast, you can't fool me!" Well, except maybe me.

"You can't escape Harry! We will start our training montage tomorrow, ho ho ho!"

Snort*

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"Moses, do we really need to do this...?" Harry questioned him, a little pissed off by what he was wearing. It was gray long sleeves and gray jogging pants that were enchanted by magic with the help of Mr. Weasley. The cloth only has one temporary rune spell, a spell that could make the gravity around its user become heavier by two times its normal force.

When Moses asked this favor from Mr. Weasley, the man didn't even question why Moses needed the enchanted clothing. Well... Moses did give him the newest Nokia 101 phone, granted that it can't do anything around magic, it is still a treasure for Mr. Weasley.

"We can't really disobey the underage magic law, so we can't do any magic, but a good wizard or witch doesn't only depend on the spells that he/she knows; the body of a witch or wizard is also extremely important." Moses explained while walking back and forth in front of sleeping whilst standing Ron and Harry.

"Focus soldie— I mean, Ron!" Moses shouted to the half-asleep Ron, causing the ginger-headed boy to stagger in surprise.

"Why do we need to do this so early, Moses!~" Ron whined,

"Shut up, Ron. You'll enjoy this game too!" Moses exclaimed excitedly. They were getting ready to step into the mud when suddenly, a red-haired twin interrupted them.

"You heard the g-word right, George?" said Fred while staring at his biological partner.

"Of course I did, and I'm kinda hurt that you didn't bother to invite us, Prince Moses." George muttered in an exaggerated tone while bowing before Moses.

Moses didn't reply to them, his previous look of excitement intensified as he exclaimed to the twins.

"Fred! George! Perfect timing! I know that the two of you are early birds, and don't call me Prince!" He dragged the twins beside Harry and Ron.

"Oh, you can't expect us to do that, your highnes—" George continued his exaggerated tone, but before he could finish his sentence, Moses interjected him,

"Call me King HAHAHAHA, enough of that, stand in line, you two."

"He's much more narcissistic than we thought, George."

"You're right, Fred. To think that he likes being called royalty from the bottom of his heart without us knowing clearly befuddles me, it seems that we need to know more about our king..."

The two continued their nonsense talk for a few seconds, making Moses stop his movement. He eyed the two suspiciously, the gears in his head working at a sufficient speed,

"...Enough ass kissing, what do you want...?" He spoke with a solemn tone. The twins looked at each other in the eye before muttering something that Moses was sure would doom their lives.

"Give us a free pass to prank Wednesday." The twins spoke simultaneously. Moses looked at them with an impassive look, after a few seconds, he turned his back to them and wiped something on his eyes.

"...So...you've chosen death..." said Moses, while dramatically wiping the nonexistent tears from his eyes.

"Oi, oi, oi, you're being dramatic, Moses. Just a little prank, hmm?" Fred muttered, getting excited at the prospect of pranking an Addams. Just thinking about it gives him chills. When Moses heard what he said, a visible frown adorned his handsome face.

"I won't agree to such a thing, I don't want to die mentally! Do you know what he did to Draco last ye—" Moses rambled on with a maniacal look, and the others except Harry looked at his deranged eyes and thought...

'He looks like he just escaped from Azkaban...' But they immediately buried those thoughts and asked the most important question that was on their mind.

"What did she do to Draco?", "What did she do to Malfoy?", "What did she do to that git?" The three of them questioned at the same time.

"...I shouldn't have said that."

"TELLLLLL USSSSSS"

...

After a few minutes of Harry and Ron's enlightenment, the only thing that they received from Moses's information was a purple face and a bunch of vomiting.

"EGHKKK! So he's the one who gave me that love letter with a white hair on it??!!" Harry said while leaning down on a tree with a puddle of vomit behind him.

"Yes." Moses answered with a deadpan, then he looked at Ron, who was still not finished with his vomiting.

"UAGGHHK!"

"Do you dare, Fred?" George interjected, and an excited look was written on his face.

"I won't deny such a fun invitation, George. But to prank such a high-profile target as Wednesday, we need a ton of preparation," Fred answered, the look of determination evident on his face.

"Right you are, Fred. Right you are..." George muttered deep in his thoughts, already planning for the risky (and deadly) prank that they will pull.

Moses was looking at them, and a look of acceptance and grief was written on his face while he was doing a silent prayer.

"Are you two finished...?" Moses questioned,

""Yes, your majesty"" the twins said jokingly, while the two younger boys could only respond with a groan.

"Now... the play is just simple..." Moses said that while saying this, he opened a basket on a nearby tree and opened it. Opening it, Moses revealed a ball made out of thick rubber. The moment that the four saw the ball, a look of familiarity was adorned on their faces.

""A bludger...?""

"I've already marked the limit of the place around us with this tree..." Moses said while pointing at the tree with a yellow line. "You can't go past the trees with yellow lines on it within three seconds, if you fail to do that, a point will be taken." Moses added.

"Like in Quidditch, where you hit this ball—"

""Bludger,""

"— with that stick," said Moses while pointing the bludger bat on the ground as he continued,

"The game's premise will be just like that: one hit, one point. Within all of this area, the four of you will compete to see who can get the most points. The person who will achieve the highest point will receive only one of the two rewards from me; one is 100 Galleons...don't ask me where I got it, and the second is probably the most valuable for me, the second reward is an absolute favor from me." Once Moses announced the rewards from the game, a look of competitiveness appeared in each of their faces, causing Moses to smile in excitement.

"...Now I will tell you two twists to this game. The first is that we'll play this game for a week, over 4 hours a day every morning, and the second is this ball..."

"What about it?"

"After every 10 minutes within the game, this ball will have 5 minutes of revenge... it will haunt each of you down, and if you are hit, a point will be taken..."

"...What??!!!"

"Easy right!!??" Moses exclaimed in excitement.