April Fools, Ya Fool!

by: Imanda

One-Shot
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance, Humour (it’s not THAT funny)
Characters: Fred and George, several girls around Hogwarts
Warning: Mild Language, the story happened in their 7th year
Disclaimer: Fred and George are not mine, but I swear I just made out with them once! Promise!

A/N: April Fools! gw uda nunggu mungkin ada yang submit ta2unya blum sampe gw buat 2 gtu lo!! anywho, thanks for reading


“Lolaine,” whispered the red headed boy.

The girl looked around, took her glasses off; surprised that someone actually called her first name. And it’s a guy! She looked around once more in the deserted common room of Gryffindor since everyone went studying in the library then saw Fred—or George, same thing—she can’t distinguish between them then blushed.

“Yes?” Lolaine replied, her tone was pleasant yet whispering.

“I found you… Rather pretty these days,” the red headed boy said dreamily, “Your blue eyes just match your blonde hair. I never knew there’s someone like you in Hogwarts… Do you want to go out with me in 1st of April since it’s on my birthday and I would really want to celebrate it with someone special.”

The girl tossed down her saliva down her throat. She never knew that someone would ask her out, literally! She was flying up high in the sky. So happy so… in high spirits! Words couldn’t tell how much she’s so pleasant of herself. Because she found herself rather not attractive, how on earth a guy would ask her out? And it turned out the Prince of Prankster came and picked her up from her pumpkin carriage. She felt so much like Cinderella.

“Well, sure,” she said in a low tone, then she said quickly, “—I mean, cool. Yeah, sure I’ll come.”

“Marvellous,” the red headed boy cheered, “I’ll pick you up tomorrow, in front of the Great Halls’ staircase at eleven, ‘Lo-Lo’”

Lo-Lo. Lo-Lo!!! He just called her that! She would do anything to make her name changed to Lo-Lo for Fred—or George, same thing. Today is full of love!!! She went red on her cheeks then covered herself with the big book towards her face. The boy just smiled amiably and walked towards the boys’ dormitory as he whistled.

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“Angelina,” whispered the redheaded boy.

Angelina looked around then saw a red headed boy standing pleasantly and was so full of himself.

“What now, George?” Angelina said coolly as she continued polishing her broom in the corridor late in the night before April Fools.

“Fred, actually,” they boy replied back to her.

“George, you’re really funny,” Angelina spoke again without looking towards the redheaded boy.

“Fine, you caught me,” the redheaded boy said confessing. It seems that maybe some people would notice the difference between Fred and George. But Angelina Johnson was the first girl that could notice the difference between them two. She said Fred has more bogeys in his nose than George, though it was just for a laugh honestly.

Angelina just scoffed silently then the redheaded speak out, “Angel, I find you rather gorgeous these days…”

“Please,” Angelina started, “If you’re trying to flirt with me and in the end you’d test me with those stupid things in your Weasleys Wizard Wheezes joke hag… Count me out.”

“Of course not,” the redheaded boy said immediately, “The first years would be the victim for those. Besides, I know that you find our joke hag to be rather interesting. But I’m just asking you one question. I would be really happy if you’d come with me to Hogsmeade tomorrow for my date, since my birthday is on that day too.”

Angelina stopped polishing then realised she was a bit out of bounce; afterwards she continued polishing and said, “No can do, Roger Davis just asked me out yesterday.”

The redheaded boy just simply gave a shrug then said, “I guess I’d ask someone else then…”

The redheaded boy started to walk away slowly then he heard Angelina spoke, “Are you kidding me, George? I would date a Ravenclaw that’s in Quidditch team? Blah! Sure I’ll come with you.”

“Cheers,” the redheaded boy said, “I’ll meet you in front of Great Halls’ staircase at eleven then.”

“Cool.”

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“Just like plans, brother… Just like our plans…”

“Positively, I bet they’d come in any minute.”

“Let’s count from eleven then…”

“11…”

“10…”

“9…”

“8…”

“7…”

“6…”

“5…”

“4…”

“3…”

“2…”

“1…”

“Hello, Fred,” a girl greeted to George, “Or… Err… I guess… Are you George?”

“George,” another girl greeted towards Fred, “Let’s go then shall we? I can’t wait to drink coffee in Madame Puddifoots’”

“Hullo,” Lolaine greeted as she yawned, “Where are we going?”

There were at least ten girls surrounding Fred and George. They just smirked and sniggered towards the girls. Didn’t say a word, and didn’t let out a heavy breath. They just waited.

“I thought I’m the one that’s going out with George?”

“No, I just got asked yesterday in the deserted corridor.”

“Fred asked me ages ago! Like a week ago.”

“Liar.”

“I don’t lie!!”

“Yeah, sure…”

“But… Fred told me we’re going to drink a cup of coffee together!”

“He told me ages ago he’s going to walk me around Duff town!”

“Oh, shut up.”

“Cat fight,” George whispered as he sniggered towards Fred.

“Me—ow.”

“This is going to be fun,” George whispered again.

“Spectacular.”

“Best April Fool, brother.”

“Yet, George,” Fred replied simply.

They watched the girls. Shoving shoulders to each other. The girls didn’t know something—Just then Fred and George shouted, “Ladies.”

They stopped the catfight and watched Fred and George sniggered silently. They swished their wands together and there it was… Words were traced in the air with shimmering words:

‘APRIL FOOLS, YA FOOL!

Fred and George laughed silently on their spot then the girls looked dumbfounded.

“So you’re telling us that everything was a joke?” a girl said silently after she shoved of another girls’ hair.

“Not a joke, Cicilia,” Fred said calmly, “You ladies gave us the best present in our birthday.”

“And we thank you,” Georg continued sweetly.

“Welcome,” the girls said smiling and giggling then realised they’re just as losers as… suckers!!!!

“You all!!! I should’ve known that you all tricked us! We’re not losers!!! Girls, let’s have some knock out with this twins!”

“Not so fast!!” Fred shouted calmly.

Fred threw some dungbombs but with effects—there was big large of fluffy smoke. The girls were coughing and they heard George and Fred’s cheering saying, “They’re really reliable, girls!! We’ll give you ten percent off if you’re going to buy in our new joke shop that’d open soon enough!”

Fred and George ran towards the one-eyed old crone’s hump statue as they laughed together.

“Splendid work, and the dungbombs worked really well,” Fred said as they walked towards the pitch black room.

“Hey, but I didn’t see Johnson around there,” George said as he worked out his wand to form a light.

“Did you invite her already?”

“Of course, I did!”

“Well, I guess we have a winner then,” Fred said.

“But she’s mine.”

“Hey!”

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