Who: Fred and George Weasley What: FORGE TIIIIIIIME When: Thursday night/Friday morning Where: Their room Why: George did something bad :( Warnings: Probably Fred being irrational and cray cray
The day had been rather crazy. Then again, every day seemed to be crazy and busy ever since George had returned. Earlier he met Angelina Johnson, something he was still excited about, and got tickets to the quidditch game coming up. But he also had a bit of arguing and fighting with Shaela and Percy, who always wore him out. And tomorrow he would finally meet Romilda. Was anyone supposed to feel so busy and unstable in life? So confused?
It all led to him drinking. Well, the Percy/Shaela problems and someone trying to get George to give up his life for someone else made him drink. He was half alseep with a bottle of whiskey in his hands when the door opened and he slowly came out of his half sleep state to see Fred. What was he doing there so late?! How rude.
"Freeeed," George groaned, not happy with being woken up at whatever hour. But he had news! "OH Fred, you're going to love me," he grinned and pulled himself up to a sitting position, causing his head to spin. He completely forgot about explaining everything.