The faded yellow edges of a long forgotten bit of parchment protruded a little through a gap in the old, wooden floors. Young fingers slid over the note, pulling it from its near twenty-year hiding place in number twelve, Grimmauld Place. “Fred, come look at this!” George whispered.
“What?” Fred asked, happy to take a break from all the cleaning.
“It’s an old letter, from Harry’s dad to Sirius!” George thrust the letter in Fred’s face, inviting him to take a look.
“Blimey... d’ya think we should give it to Harry?”
“Not so fast! This looks promising...”
Fred and George drifted off into a reverent silence as they devoured the correspondence. After several soundless moments, the twins looked at each other in amazement. The silence ended when they exclaimed together, “Bloody brilliant!”
“That’s ingenious,” Fred stated simply.
, is what it is!” George retorted. “And I thought we had mastered the Halloween prank!”
“Yeah, but who would think that Snape ever had a girlfriend?” Fred laughed.
“I know! And turning her into James... oh God, that’s too much! But this Polyjuice Potion variant – that’s serious business!”
“No kidding... You know, I think we’re entitled to keep this... A fine piece of work, really.”
“Something to keep in the files, anyway.” George smiled, winking at his brother as he folded the crinkling parchment into his pocket.
“So this is where Snape lives, eh?” Fred whispered as they crept down a very dark Spinner’s End.
“Only seems fitting,” George responded. “You have the Polyjuice Potion?”
“Still in my pocket!” Fred answered. “Blimey, I just want to see what his girl looks like! You’re sure she’s going to be here?”
“I told you, I heard him making the plans in the Hog’s Head–”
“And you’re sure
that you didn’t see her?”
“Hah, I think I would remember! Like I said, she was wearing that huge cloak. But I know
that she’ll be here, and so will ‘lover-boy’
. A little Halloween tryst.”
The twins craned to see through the back window, making certain that no one was inside, and opened the door with a simple Alohomora
In the cramped dining area, they noticed a small table for two, candles unlit but food already arranged. One side of the table had been strewn with roses – “Bet that’s her place!” George whispered.
Taking the potion out of his pocket, Fred whispered, “One Essence of Harry, coming up!” He doused the food with a clear liquid that, according to James’ account, produced the same effects as Polyjuice Potion, save that it was virtually undetectable.
“Can you imagine Snape’s face when he goes to kiss her?”
The twins exploded in laughter, but their sniggering ended prematurely as the front door slowly creaked open. “This way, love,” they heard a resonant bass croon.
Staring at each other in alarm, they dashed behind the sofa – there was no time for escape.
“At least we have front row seats for the table for two!” George whispered.