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Day number: 1, mid-morning
Location: En route to the cheerful little dungeons and Snape's office
Character: George(100)
Reply: Fred, Snape, anyone else not in a group yet.

Lovely.

So much for family sticking together.  Ginny hadn't been interested in sticking by her wonderful older brothers and had opted instead to follow McGonagall and a couple of the buggy younger students.  Ah well.  Her loss really.  Unfortunately, that left just Fred and himself to deal with the potions master and his large, beaky nose.  Well, two against two, he supposed that was fair.  He smirked to himself. 

Fred seemed to have relaxed a little since their arrival, which helped George to relax as well.  Nothing too out of the ordinary had happened, aside from the whole 'everyone is a different age now' bit.  Just a big empty castle.  The adults were paranoid and the kiddies were too busy spooking themselves to notice.  Maybe he and Fred could sneak in a joke or two when they all met up again and ease the tension a bit. 

"Ah, I know this hallway all too well," George said, a hint of fondness in his voice.

"Too true, too true," echoed Fred.  He grinned at Snape, "I suppose you wouldn't remember yelling 'You two idiots!  Detention!'"  He barely waited for a response before shaking his head, "no, I suppose you wouldn't."

George laughed quietly, "Well it also means he doesn't remember that time when we..."  He wiggled his eyebrows a bit as a hint to his brother.

"Ah yes, yes," said Fred, catching on quickly, "Loathe as I'd be to play the same prank twice, it wouldn't really count if he didn't remember us playing it, would it."

George glanced over at the professor.  "What do you suppose we'll find down here, eh?  Think old Trelawney's babblings hold any water?" 

Fred chimed in right behind him.  "Keepin' any skeletons in the closet?  Er, dungeon, as it were?"
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On October 27th, 2006 03:05 am (UTC), half_redeemed commented:
Snape, his back to the twins, rolled his eyes. The cheerful banter certainly didn't fit the gravity of the situation. He would have much preferred to go by himself. And he was beginning to feel like he was completely surrounded by redheaded blackguards, between these two, the girl, and the young man that had rather stridently taken charge.

Down another hall, two more flights of stairs, and then left. His classroom, and his only sanctuary. The door was open a crack, and he found that worrying. Hopefully no one had made a mess. He opened the door fully, but there wasn't enough light in the hall to illuminate more than a few feet inside. The torches were out inside, and hadn't come up on his own. Muttering direly undeneath his breath, he set to lighting them, one by one, using a short spell.
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