THE FREGEORGE WORKSHOP

POWER STONES PLEASE....YEA, I AM SO DRAINED I NEED SOME POWEEER!

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Peeves was hovering in the air in front of them. an ugly smug playing on his face. it was clear that the poltergeist had overheard their plans

"ircle newbies, you're definitely up to no good. Peeves should call filch." said the sturdy ghost, playing delicately with one of his water balloons.

"Damn, Not you again," Harry grumbled, frustrated.

The poltergeist froze. He swooped down and began staring at Harry.

A look of recognition passed over his face. It appeared that the ghost had not recognized them before.

"Holy Molly, Peeves meets again with Potter and Little gody." The poltergeist yelled, swooshing in the air.

"Oh God, don't snitch on us then," Harry pleaded. That was a mistake. ,troy knew that the only way to get along with the poltergeist was aiding him in his mischief

"snitch! Snitch! this ain't Quidditch!" exclaimed the poltergeist, forcing a rhyme.

Troy saw that they were wasting valuable time arguing with the ghost . Meanwhile, a teacher could walk on them anytime, and they would be done for. The thought of the consequences they would have to face sparked him into action.

Focusing his thoughts towards the water ball in the poltergeist's hands, Troy quickly made the ball soar through the air away from the poltergeist. He then split them into many water bubbles in a cool trick his dad had shown him during his childhood.

Peeves was chuckling with enthusiasm as he began to collect the balls. He had already made up a new song and seemed to have forgotten about the two boys.

"Filthy filch peeves is going to teach," the poltergeist danced as he swooped through the air, gathering the moving balls.

"Let's go, before he collects all of them." Troy called to Harry, and they ran towards the Greek class.

The twins were already there, with a wrapped package in George's hands. "We almost thought you had gone back to give us away." What took you so long!

"Peeves did, but where did you guys go?" Troy asked, staring at the package that George held.

No one answered. George laid the package on Mr. Belen's desk and unwrapped it."Anyone want cookies?" Fred asked, biting into one he'd retrieved.

" God!Where did you get these? " Harry asked as he hastily took one. Troy was right behind him.

"well... Don't ask Harry, and we won't lie. But really, we have to get going." Fred said, reaching within his robes. He retrieved a very old looking parchment. He laid it on the desk beside the cookies. He then pointed his wand and whispered, "I solemnly swear I am up to no good."

Harry, who was now behind Fred, gasped in surprise. The parchment that had previously been blank came alive. The names of almost everything within Hogwarts appeared on the paper, written in golden ink.

Both Fred and George bent over it for a moment, then stood. "Now is the perfect time," said George with agency in his voice. "Madame Pomfret is in Dumbledore's office.

" But how are we going to the hospital? The hospital Wing is on the fourth floor. We are bound to run into a teacher. " Troy expressed the worry that was also in Harry's mind.

" simple. "Fred answered "we are going to apparate their"

Troy laughed. "Sure, guys, even if I haven't read Hogwarts' history, I know no one can apparate within Hogwarts' grounds." It was one of the first things Percy told us."

"Dear old Percy, Of course he did," Fred replied, pretending to be deep in thought. "But you see, that is the difference between our dear brother and us. Where he sees impossibilities, we see opportunities," Fred finished dramatically, and his twin took over.

"No one said anything about the side along apparition." George said

"But that would still require an apparition. You need someone to bring you along with them. So if nobody can apparate then there can be no side along too." Harry explained.

The twins frowned in mock fear. "Really now, we used to think that too," Fred replied, "but have you ever asked yourself who changes your bed sheets, draws the curtain, cleans the rooms, and makes the fire?" Fred continued while folding his fingers

"house elves of course" answered Harry

"Good, now have you ever met one in the corridors?"

"You want to say they apparate.?"Troy asked, seeing where this was going. "However, even if they did, what makes you think they'll assist us?"

Fred smiled sarcastically. "Ladies and gentlemen... Oh my bad, no ladies, just gentlemen." Gentlemen, I present you pency"

There was a loud cracking sound and a small creature with long sharp ears and a pair of bulging eyes stood before them

" Pency is at your service, Mr Weasley and Mr Weasley" the elf said bowing to the twins then glaring at Harry and Troy with a worried look.

Fred seeing the worries in the elfs huge eyes hurried to reassure him

"don't worry, these are our friends and they are both sworn to secrecy." feed said winking at Harry and Troy.

The elf, seemingly reassured, bowed deeply to both boys "a Friend of Mr Weasley and Mr Weasley is a friend of pency."the elf finished.

Troy had to admit to himself that despite the elves' funny appearance, one couldn't help but adore the creatures. He still couldn't figure out how the twins had managed to befriend an elf. But it was hardly the place for such a question

"Would you take us to the wards pency" Fred asked, folding the marauders and placing it in his pocket. George wrapped the cookies as well.

"Pency will take Mr Weasley and his friends... Aye, that is the least he can do" the elf said, holding out his tiny hands to Fred and George.

Harry took Fred's hand, and Troy grasped at George.

For a while, Troy felt as if everything inside him was spinning violently, as if he had been slowed into a black void. But seconds later, both his feet touched a solid ground.

It was Ron's yell that alerted Troy that they were in the hospital wing.

" What the hell? ''... Ron said as he painfully propped himself on the bed. An ugly red bandage covered the best part of his right foot., Neville and Seamus didn't look. Either. They were both wearing a similar dressing on their hands.

"By the gnomes, what happened to you guys?" Fred asked as he rushed towards his brother.

" I would be confounded if I knew," Ron answered, staring at the package in George's hand. George unwrapped it on Ron's bedside table and distributed the cookies.

"You mean you don't know how you were attacked?" Harry asked in confusion.

"hell yes. The stature of a big troll was just staring at us as we came out of the owlery. Next thing we knew, it was charging.

" And you run like the coward you are," said Fred with a smug smile. Troy was taken by surprise before he realized that Fred was only pulling Ron's legs.

"Yeah, I would like to see you fight a six foot concrete monster," Ron said, falling for the bait.

"Well, seeing that Seamus and Neville both had their arms bitten but only your foot got hurt, it seems they fought while you ran." finished George.

Ron's face turned red in fury. For a moment, Troy thought he was going to hit them with the cookies he had. But then the twins burst out laughing, and Ron suddenly realized he had been played. Troy and Harry stared at each other in fear; they were certain that the description meant the hounds had returned as Troy had predicted.

"Where is Hermione?" ,Did they take her to a female ward"? Troy asked.

"Why would they bring her here?" Neville asked while munching a cookie.

" What,? you mean she was never brought to the hospital?" Troy asked as panic began to creep into his bones.

"Only the three of us got hurt. I thought Hermione was with you guys." Ron answered.

"To be honest, I think it's just a misunderstanding. There is no need to make a fuss. She could be in the girls' dorm, after all, we didn't check them." Fred suggested.

Troy however felt that something was not adding up

"Why would she fail to show up for meals?" Better yet, why would she defy a prefect's order for all students to assemble?" Troy added seeing very little sense in Fred's argument.

"If she was quite engrossed in a book." Ron answered.

Even Troy had to. Admit that Hermione would do anything for her books. Still, he felt that something was wrong.

He did not have much time to follow his line of thinking, though. Fred reached into his robes as if they were burning him. He withdrew the marauders' map , which was glowing like a hot ember.

"It's time to disappear, You guys better hide those cookies and start snoring like the damn troll, we were never here." Pency!". Fred warned as the elf entered with a loud cracking sound. Loud footsteps could be heard approaching the ward.

The four, however, had no time to check things as the view of the ward was swallowed by darkness, and they emerged onto a brightly lit corridor.

"Thank you, Pency, that will be all for tonight," Fred said to the elf.

"It is Pency's pleasure to be of service." The elf bowed to the students and disappeared.

"I thought we would appear in our dorm room." Harry asked in confusion. The place where they now stood was one that both of them had never been to before.

"I thought we were going to appear in our dorm rooms,"Harry asked, confused.

"Who needs a dorm room when we have our own quarter?" George replied. His twin appeared to be in deep thought.

Suddenly, a golden door appeared before them. On top of its frame, it was embossed with curvy silver fonts that read; "Fregeorge Workshop."

" How did you guys do this?" Harry asked, expressing the surprise that Troy felt.

"Oh this... This is nothing, wait until you see the inside." George said as he turned the knob, and the twins entered. Both students followed. They had barely walked beyond the door post when an immense force pushed them back, and they had to support themselves on the walls to avoid falling.

" are your manners, boys, You can't just walk in, you have to be invited" Fred said, beckoning them. He had a grin of satisfaction on his face. This time the two entered with no trouble.

They both gasped in surprise. Troy had been to most places in Hogwarts since being admitted, but he could swear that very few places would compare with the beauty and lush comfort that was exuded from the room they were in. Everything seemed to be expensive and directly customized to the twins' liking.

"Welcome to the room of requirements. This is fredgeorge

workshop where all the magic happens."

"you mean where the mischief happens?" Troy mocked as he took in the meticulous surroundings.

As the twins gave the grand tour of their mischief headquarters,they failed to notice how the time flew, perhaps because the room of requirements customized this as well but it was very late when the first trace of fatigue crept in

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