11 Mischiefs Managed - [video]

[onlyholey]

[As many people may have been suspecting, a curse like this can't pass without everyone's favourite Twins making an appearance. They both look rather dashing, tiaras and all.]

It has always been a philosophy of ours that anyone can look smashing if they clean up and put the right amount of effort into it. Of course, it helps being as frighteningly good-looking as we are to start with.

Which is why today, we'd like to extend the unique opportunity of teaching you sorry sods how to properly dress yourselves to all the less fashion fortunate. When you've looks to triumph the Devil, it hardly matters what you decide to wear.

[ Fred grins and tips his tiara like a top hat. ]

School is now in session. Do leave your questions below.

[ooc: The Weasley Twins are better looking than you, and know it. Black is George, red is Fred.]

Comments

[boutant]

He was smoking before I got there -- he's even the one who gave me the cigarette in the first place.

[feorge]

[ what.


No, really -- ]

What?

[boutant]

I think it was just for the day. He said he'd never done it before.

[feorge]

I should bloody well hope so. Mum would have his head off.

[ And so would he. It's implied. ]

[boutant]

Somehow, I'm not surprised.

[feorge]

's a nasty habit, love. You haven't stuck to it, have you?

[boutant]

Socially. ...And sometimes if I'm stressed.

[feorge]

That's a yes, then. It's bloody terrible for you, Ariadne, you know that, right?

[boutant]

I know. I haven't much at all since December, save for the other day.

[feorge]

Special occasion, was it?

[boutant]

Thought I'd try bonding with your brother.

[feorge]

Yuck, why would you ever? And how'd that go?

[boutant]

I work with him and our first conversation involved me threatening with him. I might as well try and be pleasant.

We ended up talking about medicine.

[feorge]

Our medicine or Mu -- er, your medicine?

[boutant]

Both.

Apparently he's not a fan of x-rays of things people have put up their butts.

[feorge]

[ He snorts and laughs. ]

Hang on, you were talking about what, now?

[boutant]

X-rays of things people have put up their butts.

... I need to explain what an x-ray is, don't I?

[feorge]

Not sure I want to know if it's something to do with people's arses.

[boutant]

Only sometimes.

It lets you take a picture of someone's insides, basically, so doctors can see if you've broken any bones. If there's something inside you, like if you've swallowed a coin or stuffed something where it shouldn't be, that'll show up, too.

[feorge]

Blimey. 's not bad work, for not having any magic about you. Dad's always saying you lot're rather clever about getting around it.

[boutant]

I've never met your dad, but if that's the case, I think I'd like him.

[feorge]

He used to head up the Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Office for the Ministry - their words, not mine. If there's anyone that'd go barmy over the technology of this place, it'd be him.

[boutant]

Misuse? How are they misused?

[feorge]

[ Oh man. Ariadne's not going to like this one. He scratches at his cheek. ]

... Well, some blokes like to muck with 'em a bit, enchanting them to get a rise out of the non-magic folk. Have you ever lost a set of keys before?

[boutant]

[ Oh no, she really doesn't like it. ]

Yeah, but I've always found them after a while-- Are you trying to tell me that when I lose my keys, it's because a racist wizard is trying to mess with me?