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Day 10 -- Fred and George are Here!
Who: Fred, George and Tonks
When: Day 10
Where: The indoor pool
Why: Arrival
Rating: G
Status: Finished



Sploorg splorrffffersh, the pink liquid sputtered softly. Cooling, it no longer belched bits of itself from the cauldron onto the scratched-up, dinged old oak plank table.

The candelabra swayed to and fro overhead, as it had ever since the two young men in the room began their evening's work. The lads didn't know exactly why it did this: perhaps the previous occupant had cast some spell on the candelabra but what and why remained a mystery. It only happened when they examined the enchantments on magical items, and tonight they wished to unravel how the best flying brooms in the Magical World were put together. What were the exact spells and were they applied singly to each twig or all at once after the tail end of the brooms were assembled?

"What flavour for the everlasting gum?" George wondered as he put the top end of his broomstick against his aqualine nose and peered down its length. His eyes were alternately covered by shadow and exposed to light as the candelabra swayed overhead.

Fred, who waved his wand over the saddle area where one rode the magnificent Firebolt, shot a quick glance over his shoulder at the cauldron and the pink globs hardening around it. "Cayenne curry?" he suggested as his own broom hummed briefly and it shuddered in his hand.

Just then a candle fell from the wildly swaying chandelier, plopping right into the cauldron. The sticky pink substance splashed all around and the twins vanished with a loud popping sound.

Fred's purple pulloever was splattered all over his sleeve. He lowered his arm from protecting his eyes and said "Blimey!" in total surprise.

"Blimey what?" George wondered. He opened one eye while pulling sticky pink substance off the other eyelid.

"Where are we?" Fred demanded, momentarily unaware he still held his Firebolt.

Likewise, George also had his broom. Successfully opening both eyes now, he blinked in amazement. "I doubt they redecorated the prefects' bathroom at Hogwarts--" He stopped abruptly as a galeforce rattled the building and they looked up to see a stormy, angry dark sky on the other side of the glass-encased space. The wind howled. Wild rain slapped the building.

The twins glanced at each other. "Hey, look at you!" they said in unison. Fred reached out to tug a glob of gum off George's green pullover. Both of them had pink blobs tangled in their red hair and splattered all over their clothes. When they heard footsteps, they let go the brooms which floated around the large pool area. They brandished their wands and turned like one to face the unknown person whose arrival was very obvious.