Post by Elienp on Nov 20, 2011 0:28:15 GMT -8
Title: Two more bludgers
Rating: T
Warning: None
Words: 247
Summary: Harry is in a bad mood, unfortunately that makes him an attractive target for the twins.
The bludger had just brushed his ear!
He angrily looked back.
“Sorry Harry!” George said while trying to restrain his smile from growing too big. “Fly without worry we watch your back!”
“Oh really? Because it nearly hit me!” the seeker spat.
Harry hadn't slept well, the whole team had remarked it as soon as he had entered the pitch, swearing, growling, glaring at them with no reason.
It was a too good occasion for the twins. They couldn't resist the urge to see how he'd react to their teasing in such a mood. Of course, they wouldn't have allowed themselves to do so if they were having a real match, however they were in training, which changed everything.
“Don't worry, the bludgers will be good boys,” Fred smirked, coolly swinging his club in front of him.
“They better have to,” Harry growled.
George flew to his brother. “Do you think this was a threat?”
Fred shook his head. “No, this was only a friendly warning.”
They both smirked to each other, wondering how long the seeker would last before starting to curse them, or at least before starting to try to curse them.
“Five more bludgers brushing him what's your thought?” George mischievously said.
Fred glanced at the scarred and frowning boy then brought back his attention to his brother.
“Two will be enough,” he replied, a spark of amusement passing from his eyes to his twin's.
Rating: T
Warning: None
Words: 247
Summary: Harry is in a bad mood, unfortunately that makes him an attractive target for the twins.
The bludger had just brushed his ear!
He angrily looked back.
“Sorry Harry!” George said while trying to restrain his smile from growing too big. “Fly without worry we watch your back!”
“Oh really? Because it nearly hit me!” the seeker spat.
Harry hadn't slept well, the whole team had remarked it as soon as he had entered the pitch, swearing, growling, glaring at them with no reason.
It was a too good occasion for the twins. They couldn't resist the urge to see how he'd react to their teasing in such a mood. Of course, they wouldn't have allowed themselves to do so if they were having a real match, however they were in training, which changed everything.
“Don't worry, the bludgers will be good boys,” Fred smirked, coolly swinging his club in front of him.
“They better have to,” Harry growled.
George flew to his brother. “Do you think this was a threat?”
Fred shook his head. “No, this was only a friendly warning.”
They both smirked to each other, wondering how long the seeker would last before starting to curse them, or at least before starting to try to curse them.
“Five more bludgers brushing him what's your thought?” George mischievously said.
Fred glanced at the scarred and frowning boy then brought back his attention to his brother.
“Two will be enough,” he replied, a spark of amusement passing from his eyes to his twin's.
