Martzi
Double Luck
(coding to come - eventually I'll be able to stop saying that. interacting with Fable, Arryn, Calaena and Somnus (
wolfstar
Talathel
) )
Fred laughed at Fable's defense. Though, in truth, he did know she was a good flier. Actually, he'd been kind of trying to compliment her flying while still teasing her. Not that Fable was as good as he was. But she was good. But his expression grew mock-serious when Fable asked if they were ready to have their butts kicked. Fred took competition very seriously and he asked, "Which fantasy land are you living in? Is it nice?"
"If it's got less homework and rules, more dragons and chaos - we might join you there," George joked, seeming slightly less stressed than his brother but not for a second actually entertaining losing. The Gryffindor Quidditch team had the worst luck ever but this year was going to be their year.
"With us losing at Quidditch?" Fred scoffed. "Speak for yourself." It wasn't often that the twins actually expressed dissent from one another, especially in front of other people. But they were both only joking so it seemed harmless enough. Sometimes it was fun just to banter with each other, it let them build their jokes off one another.
Fred and George nodded as Fable said she needed to get on the train. George considered asking if they could join her - after all, they hadn't found Lee yet and they couldn't get a compartment just the two of them. But he decided against it. Fable would have invited them if she'd wanted their company. She probably had friends in her own year that she was eager to find.
Even if they weren't joining her, though, Fable was right - it was time to get on the train before it left. Fred and George might not be the most stressed about punctuality around their responsibilities but they could time things perfectly when they had a mind to. And they had no interest in being left behind and not being able to go to Hogwarts. There was far too much fun to be had there! There was chaos to instigate, magic to make, friends to celebrate with. So they both climbed onto the train, starting back down the corridor towards where they'd left their trunks.
But they didn't get far before they heard the screams. Which, of course, only drew both boys like a magnet. Anything that could cause this much chaos was golden in their books. All the more so when they saw the giant, vibrantly colored snake slithering down the corridor. Fred and George had always loved collecting critters and hiding them in their siblings' beds as kids. Spiders and snakes had always been their favorites, but toads and other lizards were great too. Really, whatever they could find. But this snake... this snake was a thing of pure, unadulterated beauty.
The twins didn't need to so much as exchange a glance to know that they were on the same page. If the corridor had been any more empty, they'd have caught it, both were sure of that. They could have spread out and flanked it. As it was, they had few choices but to chase the snake down the corridor, pushing other students out of their way in their haste as the snake slithered between everyone's feet. When it crawled under the door to a compartment, Fred (slightly in the lead) pulled it open without a moment's hesitation. Whoever was in there was just going to have to deal with it - there was a mother fucking massive, beautiful snake in there, so all manners were forfeit!
The twins barreled into the compartment, George now a half-step in the lead. They came skidding to a halt when they saw the snake on the neck of an older student, Fred bumping into George. Fred sighed heavily in evident, heart-wrenching disappointment and said, "Ah, well."
"I guess it was too much to hope a snake like that didn't have an owner who had brought it here," George agreed miserably. It clearly wasn't native and how would a big old snake like that have gotten on the train anyways? But they hadn't really had a chance to think - just to chase. Though, if they'd caught it and then realized it was a pet, would they have cared? To be perfectly honest... George wasn't sure. He might have considered returning it. Maybe. But Fred wouldn't have for a heartbeat. Finders keepers, especially with something as good as that.
Fred laughed at Fable's defense. Though, in truth, he did know she was a good flier. Actually, he'd been kind of trying to compliment her flying while still teasing her. Not that Fable was as good as he was. But she was good. But his expression grew mock-serious when Fable asked if they were ready to have their butts kicked. Fred took competition very seriously and he asked, "Which fantasy land are you living in? Is it nice?"
"If it's got less homework and rules, more dragons and chaos - we might join you there," George joked, seeming slightly less stressed than his brother but not for a second actually entertaining losing. The Gryffindor Quidditch team had the worst luck ever but this year was going to be their year.
"With us losing at Quidditch?" Fred scoffed. "Speak for yourself." It wasn't often that the twins actually expressed dissent from one another, especially in front of other people. But they were both only joking so it seemed harmless enough. Sometimes it was fun just to banter with each other, it let them build their jokes off one another.
Fred and George nodded as Fable said she needed to get on the train. George considered asking if they could join her - after all, they hadn't found Lee yet and they couldn't get a compartment just the two of them. But he decided against it. Fable would have invited them if she'd wanted their company. She probably had friends in her own year that she was eager to find.
Even if they weren't joining her, though, Fable was right - it was time to get on the train before it left. Fred and George might not be the most stressed about punctuality around their responsibilities but they could time things perfectly when they had a mind to. And they had no interest in being left behind and not being able to go to Hogwarts. There was far too much fun to be had there! There was chaos to instigate, magic to make, friends to celebrate with. So they both climbed onto the train, starting back down the corridor towards where they'd left their trunks.
But they didn't get far before they heard the screams. Which, of course, only drew both boys like a magnet. Anything that could cause this much chaos was golden in their books. All the more so when they saw the giant, vibrantly colored snake slithering down the corridor. Fred and George had always loved collecting critters and hiding them in their siblings' beds as kids. Spiders and snakes had always been their favorites, but toads and other lizards were great too. Really, whatever they could find. But this snake... this snake was a thing of pure, unadulterated beauty.
The twins didn't need to so much as exchange a glance to know that they were on the same page. If the corridor had been any more empty, they'd have caught it, both were sure of that. They could have spread out and flanked it. As it was, they had few choices but to chase the snake down the corridor, pushing other students out of their way in their haste as the snake slithered between everyone's feet. When it crawled under the door to a compartment, Fred (slightly in the lead) pulled it open without a moment's hesitation. Whoever was in there was just going to have to deal with it - there was a mother fucking massive, beautiful snake in there, so all manners were forfeit!
The twins barreled into the compartment, George now a half-step in the lead. They came skidding to a halt when they saw the snake on the neck of an older student, Fred bumping into George. Fred sighed heavily in evident, heart-wrenching disappointment and said, "Ah, well."
"I guess it was too much to hope a snake like that didn't have an owner who had brought it here," George agreed miserably. It clearly wasn't native and how would a big old snake like that have gotten on the train anyways? But they hadn't really had a chance to think - just to chase. Though, if they'd caught it and then realized it was a pet, would they have cared? To be perfectly honest... George wasn't sure. He might have considered returning it. Maybe. But Fred wouldn't have for a heartbeat. Finders keepers, especially with something as good as that.