I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up to No Good: Fred and George?

[alt_neville]

Um, Ron and Sally-Anne and I were working with my dad's book, and we were trying this one spell that's a kind of protective spell. It's really cool because the protection is invisible, and it worked, because she didn't feel anything at all when we threw a whole bunch of hexes at her.

Except when Ron tried Petrificus Totalus. That did something, we don't know what, like, uh, the protection sort of became visible. And we don't know how to, um turn it off. It looks really strange. Any ideas? Finite Incantatum isn't working.

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[alt_gredforge]

Define 'really strange.'

[alt_neville]

It did something to her skin. It looks sort of...lizardy, I guess. And shiny, like whaddoyoucallit--irridesent. That's what Sally-Anne called it.

And, um, blue.

[alt_sally_anne]

It's Pansy, not me.

She's...kind of blue? And it looks like she has scales.

[alt_lee]

Wicked.

[alt_sally_anne]

You wouldn't say that if YOU were the one with scales.

[alt_neville]

Yeah. Pansy's kind of upset right now.

[alt_gredforge]

Wow. Very impressive. Sounds like Parkinson will be setting a new Slytherin fashion.

[alt_neville]

All right, all right, you can tease us later. Fine. But do you know how to fix it?

[alt_gredforge]

That's a new one to us, mate. You sure the book doesn't have anything?

[alt_neville]

Well, I looked, but let me look again.

[alt_sally_anne]

I really wish the rest of us could look. I mean maybe we'd notice some bit in the margins or something... have you tried the index?

[alt_gredforge]

What d'ye mean, 'wish the rest of us can look?'

[alt_ron]

Um. Only Neville can see what's in the book.

It's one of the spells he's got on it.

[alt_neville]

It's charmed so only I can read. I have to read it aloud to everyone else.

[alt_neville]

Oh.

[alt_neville]

Um. Drat.

[alt_neville]

I missed a footnote.

[alt_ron]

WOT?!!!!

[alt_neville]

I'm sorry. Honest.

Real sorry.

[alt_pansy]

apologizing isnt helping

looking in the countercurse section might

keep reading.

[alt_lee]

Well, I don't know how to fix it. Do you, Gred or Forge?

[alt_terry]

I don't know how to fix it, either.

The Headmistress is here in her study, so I can't go combing through her library to look. Sorry. Hope you can get it sorted out.

[alt_gredforge]

Sorry, we don't know either. We just looked through the index on our textbook, but don't see anything like that.

Afraid you're going to have to take her to the Hospital Wing.

[alt_ron]

Really?

Come on. You've got to have some idea. I mean, you always do!

[alt_gredforge]

Short of busting into the Restricted Section, no, not really. We could try, but Pince caught us last time and threw us out of the library for two weeks, and now there's a screamer spell if we get within thirty feet of those stacks.

[alt_ron]

Well, that's bloody rotten timing.

Thanks so much for nothing!

[alt_pansy]

could we say we heard it from you and you can tell her you found it in some random book if she asks?

[alt_gredforge]

Sure, go ahead and do that. We're willing to take the fall if you need us to take the heat for you.

We don't mind detentions. We're actually rather good at making them fun.

[alt_pansy]

okay

okay

thanks

[alt_terry]

It'll be all right. Madam Pomfrey's seen everything by now. She'll know how to fix it.

Except...what are you going to tell her?

[alt_ron]

I don't know. I mean, I'm not sure we should all go up there. I mean, we don't want everyone knowing we're working together on this stuff, really. Not the Slytherins, anywiz.

[alt_neville]

I dunno. I hope we'll think of something on the way there.

(We just had an argument. I'm telling Sally-Anne and Ron they should go back to the Common Room and stay out of this. It's my fault, and no sense in them getting into trouble over this, too.)

[alt_pansy]

exactly, where would we have come up with it because we have a book we shouldnt and we cant even show it to her so she can read it for herself and how would we have found it and maybe granger knows some spellbook in the library about it or something but its all a giant mess and I am BLUE.

BLUE.

like REALLY REALLY BLUE.

[alt_ron]

Um.

I think we could say you were helping Nev with switching spells for Transfig.

And everyone knows about Nev and Transfig. I bet even Madam Pomfrey does.

[alt_neville]

That could work. Probably. Anyway, it's the best we can come up with.

I'm sorry Pansy. I'll make it up to you, honest. And Terry's right, at least Madam Pomfrey's really good at fixing weird things.

(And she won't get hacked off at us the way some professors would anyway.)

[alt_pansy]

longbottom should write it down on parchment like we copied it down from somewhere so she'll at least know what we said to do it in case you know she needs it to TURN MY SKIN A NORMAL COLOUR AGAIN

[alt_ron]

Gives a new meaning to her nickname. Fisheye, y'know?

Heh.

Only, yeah. Not so funny maybe.

[alt_sally_anne]

Keep it up and maybe I'll see if maybe petrificus totallis is just randomly turning people blue today.

[alt_pansy]

SO not.

[alt_ron]

Shame you can't smile about it.

Guess those scales make it hard for you to move your face, yeah?

[alt_pansy]

Im frowning with my eyes cant you tell?

grrrrrrr

its hard to write too cause im all stiff

what if I freeze up and cant move any more?

[alt_gredforge]

Actually, if you ever figure out exactly how you did that, Neville, it could be a really good prank for our arsenal.

Not that we'd wish it on Parkinson permanently, mind.

(And Ron, go ahead and keep teasing her, but only if you have a serious death wish.)

[alt_pansy]

RIGHT ENOUGH TALKING I CANT BLINK ANYMORE WERE GOING TO THE HOSPITAL WING