Weasley's Wizard Wheezes$4$[1]

[Fred Weasley]

*Happens to look over, right as the witch and the wizard- who apparently needs a Love Potion to get things done- start to walk off. He quickly passes the whistling gadget in his hands over to an unexpecting shopper. For a second, Fred wonders why anyone wouldn't know to expect the unexpected when entering their shop, first time or not.*

Oi, you there!

*Weaves his way through other witches and wizards, eventually reaching the couple from before.*

Now, I know you're keen to try that out and all-

*Snatches a loose fake-wand-turned-to-rubber-chicken out of the air, because being knocked upside the head with one of those tricks would completely ruin the conversation.*

-but don't forget to actually purchase it, over there-

*Uses the rubber chicken to point in the general direction of the front counter, where the register's located.*

-unless you're just dead desparate.

[Ron Weasley]

*rolls eyes at hearing his brother, pondering why he came after receiving George's owl, that they had some important news for him and to come alone*

*sighs wishing harry and hermione were with them, memories flowing in as he sees the merchandise*

*grunts walking over to fred with a smirk*

don't patronize the customers fredrick, that is no way to be a good salesman!

*mocks the only way he could wanting badly to say things he couldn't at that moment*

[Theodore Nott]

::Pauses for a quick second, barely looking to the Weasley wizards, and rolls his eyes.::

I haven't the slightest clue about what you are talking.

::Once again starts for the door, grabbing Lucretia's hand, to pull her along if need be.::

Good day... Ginger.

[Fred Weasley]

*Starts, not expecting his younger brother to show up until much later. He smiles widely, quickly taking Ron into his arms for a mighty bear hug. The rubber chicken falls to the floor, forgotten.*

Ronniekins! Blimey, I thought you'd forgotten all about your handsome twin brothers!

*Sets the wizard back on his feet with a mock crushed face, as if asking how Ron could ever do such a thing. It's not like anyone could forget the loud, mischevious twins really, unless the person's been Obliviated.*

*Blinks, and cheekily quips.*

'Tis but a comment dear Ronniekins, I'm the best salesman around! Of course, my dashing looks are pretty useful as well.

[Ron Weasley]

*eyes widen as fred pulls him into a bear hug*

bloody hell...gerroff

*trying to push away from his obnoxious brother, finally able to breath*

Shut up fred. we try to forget about you two as much as possible, heaven when you aren't around!

*shoving him a lot harder than playfully, looking rather grumpy he rolled his eyes at the guy at the ginger comment*

Ya, you're so handsome you scared your customers away, great going.

*shoves again not waiting for an invitation and heads to the backroom storage where he always kept his apron and necessities when running the cash register*

assuming i'll be doing the same thing as usual at the lousy pay you guys give me, as usual abusing the younger brother

*pouts as lanky body heads to back room*

[Fred Weasley]

*Inwardly frowns at his brother's prickly attitude, wondering what's happened this time. He takes one step back, pulling on a smile as he holds both hands up in mock surrender. When Ron turns to shuffle into the back room, he rolls his eyes and follows the grumpy wizard.*

Merlin, aren't you just a ray of bloody sunshine today?

*Snorts, distractedly snatching up a small little gadget from one of the displays, tossing it from one hand to the other.*

We don't have to pay you, brother dearest. And shut it, you! There's no abuse whatsoever, we still love you!

*Shouts the last part loudly and dramatically, throwing both arms out to his sides while making sure he doesn't wack anyone over the head. *

[Ron Weasley]

*rolls his blue eyes at the tone his brother took with him*

sure while you are here making galleons harry, hermione and i are out fighting death eaters...

*sure they hadn't for a while, but after what happen with tonks it was not going to take much time before the three venture out once more*

*at hearing he wasn't going to get paid and the affection his elder brother was giving him in front of people, ron lost his passions*

piss off fred!

*pulls out his wand*

eat slugs!

*this time his wand not broken!*

[Lucretia Black]

*takes advantage of the usual Weasley brothers quarrel and drags Theo out of the shop*

*lets out a deep breath when they are finally outside in the cool air*

"Whew, that was probably not so brilliant on second thought?"

*turns and presses her nose on the window to see what'll happen next*

"Anyway, they are always good for a nice show!"

[Theodore Nott]

::Is relieved that Fred's attention was diverted by his brother, and Theodore didn't have to pay twice for the same Potion.::

I won't go in there next time.

::Rolls his eyes as she peeks back into the shop. The Weasley family are a bunch of poor lazy blood traitors, never amount to anything.::

If you have a sick sense of humor I suppose.

::Digs his hands into the pockets of his cloak, one hand fingering the bottle of Felix, and a smile steals across Theo's face.::

I would like to thank you, Lucretia, for your time, and discretion.

[Fred Weasley]

Feb 6, 2010 7:52:32 GMT Ron Weasley said:

*rolls his blue eyes at the tone his brother took with him*

sure while you are here making galleons harry, hermione and i are out fighting death eaters...

*sure they hadn't for a while, but after what happen with tonks it was not going to take much time before the three venture out once more*

*at hearing he wasn't going to get paid and the affection his elder brother was giving him in front of people, ron lost his passions*

piss off fred!

*pulls out his wand*

eat slugs!

*this time his wand not broken!*

*Mentally swats at Ron's attitude again, hoping his negative remarks wouldn't spread to the rest of the shop. They definitely wouldn't pay him if that happened!*

You know making galleons isn't the only thing we're doing! Blimey, Ron, you're-

* at his brother's exclamation, never thinking his words were pushing the wizard so far as to jinx him in the middle of his own shop.*

*A split second later, his hands fly to his stomach as his insides start to crawl? First, he feels queasy, then a bit nauseous. He glances from his squirming stomach up to his brother, then back.*

Oh, shite.

*Fred learns the hard way, that it's a particularily odd sensation, having slugs sliding up your throat. He summons one of the buckets- mainly used for demonstrations of their Puking Pastilles- as he spits out the first slimy little creature. Each slug hits the bottom of the bucket with a sickening squelch...*

_{I think...I can finally, publicly recognize ickle Ronniekins as my own little bro now.}

*He looks up from the disgusting pile of slugs in the bucket at Ron, narrowing his eyes. At least two hundred ideas of how to get the younger Weasley back for this jinx run through his mind.*

You, Ronniekins-

*Is interrupted by another slug.*

-are so totally-

* as his sentence is, once again, interrupted by a slime-covered creature falling into the bucket from his mouth.*

-in for it.

*Pokes his tongue out, morbidly amused as a slug pokes out as well. Dropping it into the bucket, Fred weaves his way through the madly laughing crowd of shoppers to the stairs, marching up them and disappearing into the flat above. There was no way he was going to Apparate, and risk the possibility of splinching the slugs inside him stomach.*

[Lucretia Black]

*turns back to Theo making a face*

"My personal sick sense of humour stops before watching them belching up slugs. Yuck!"

*smiles at the man and slaps his shoulder lightly in a goodbye gesture*

"If you ever need help again, you know how to find me. Oh, and as I am a curious girl, I'd appreciate if you'd let me know one day what this was all about!"

*winks, wraps her cloak tighter around her small figure and vanishes in the crowd*

[Roslyn Levere]

*Doesn't even blink as the booming cracks of even more fireworks being shot off thunders through the shop, laughing loudly at the few wizards and witches who did indeed jump in surprise. He shakes his head, strands of ginger hair falling in front of his eyes as he glances towards the front door of the shop.*

Oi! Miss miss!

*Hollers in Roslyn's direction, grinning at the curious looks and such from other shoppers. He doesn't care if he's making a fool of himself, because dammit, it's his shop in the first place and he's used to the attention anyways.*

Careful, mate- wouldn't want to eat the wrong end of that, would you?

*Pats a younger wizard on top of his head, flipping the treat in his tiny hands so he wouldn't try to eat it in reverse. Sixteen steps and one goofy pirouette- to dodge what most likely would've been a terrible mess- later, he's standing behind Roslyn with a smile.*

Self-Inking, Spell Check and Smart Answer. Brilliant for exams, and very nice for every day paperwork.

*Rolling her eyes at Freds new name for her, Roslyn smiled thoughtfully.* "Self inking? Well it would definitely save me loads of gallons, buying new ink. Would you mind showing me where these quills are? I've still got quite a few errands to run."

[Ron Weasley]

*smirks widely at the look of fred belching slugs knowing the feeling perfectly well when his own wand backfired on malfoy oh so many years ago*

*laughing loudly he pulled himself up onto the counter to sit and enjoy the show*

take your time fred, only think you can do is to let time handle it

*laughs wholeheartedly once more proud of being able to get fred in his angst mood, not wanting to put up with their shenanigans today.*

i'm here to work as you requested not to be abused. now if you are not going to pay me for my services I shall leave since i have better things to do than waste my time with you gits

*years of torment from the twins finally exploited, to bad george was not around for him to take his vengeance out on him as well.*

*laughing harder at seeing fred run upstairs, ron jumped off the counter, placing the green apron around his neck not bothered to tie it in the back*

Roslyn, so nice to see you again

*smiles sincerely*

err...sorry about...umm... yea self inking quills, this way

[George Weasley]

*Is about to answer Roslyn's question when the sound of his madly laughing brother reach his ears. What the? He turns around, catching only a glimpse of his twin marching determinedly up the stairs to their flat, holding a bucket? One eyebrow lofts in confusion, wondering what it was he missed since everyone else in the shop was laughing as well.*

*Makes a face, laughing because yeah, that was a pretty good joke, but for some reason his younger brother seems off today, not as happy. Concern for the other ginger wizard, not the one hurling up slugs because he's old enough and can deal on his own, overrides his want to prounce around the shop at the moment. Watching Ron walk off with Roslyn, he calls out.*

Oi, Ron! Don't forget to tie your apron!

*Beams, dodging into another aisle before his brother could turn around and hex him with something worse than what he did to Fred. He snickers, strolling through the groups of hyperactive witches and wizards, his mind still caught on what might be bothering Ron, if anything.*

[Roslyn Levere]

*Offering a kind smile towards Ronald, Roslyn followed silently, towards the self-inking quills* As usual, it took awhile for Roslyn to remember what Ronald was going on about, but then the incident at her home came back to her.

*Shaking her head at the foggy memory, and Ronald's continued apologies, Roslyn looked towards the young Weasley* "Are all our meeting going to be this way, Ronald? You apologizing for trivial things?" She wasn't scolding him, just addressing his worries. "Honestly Ronald...The incident at my house is long forgotten, and I do wish you would stop apologizing. You were forgiven ages ago."

*Rolling her eyes, as they came across the quills, Roslyn sighed* "Life is short Ronald. Don't linger too long on the pastm or you just might miss the present."