Living with the Weasley Brothers (ON HOLD)

XII: Trouble?

"Come on guys, be quiet!" Alice tried to shut the boys up. They didn't listen to her though. Alice started to become very anxious, she didn't want to be cought. Since her soundproof-barrier had shattered every bypasser would be able to hear them and the prank would be ruined. Alice wasn't strong enough to hold up her barriers for more than a few minutes yet but the boys didn't seem to care as much as she did though, they where too busy laughing and wiping their tears away. "Guys! Come on! Stop it! Or do you want to get caught?" Her attepts became more desperate by every passing second.

"What do you four think you're doing here?" A sharp voice pierced through the laughs of the boys and the last attempts of Alice to calm them down.
Four sets of eyes shot towards the voice. As they recognised the person standing in front of them their eyes filled with fear.

"Well?" The sneering voice of Filch sounded again. When none of them responded he continued, "If none of you is going to tell me, I'm just going to assume you where distroing schoolproperty and then I'll have to punish you."

He grabbed Fred, George and Alice by their collars, how he mamaged that is still unknown this day, and draged them with him to his office. When Alice turned her head to give Lee a quizical look, she saw... Nothing. The hallway was empty exapt for the bucket on the ceiling. Lee had vanished? How had he done that for Merlins sake?!

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"So you where distroying school property?" Filch said, grabbing a quill and some parchment.
"No we wheren't, mr. Filth just assumed we where." Alice replied, ignoring the stern gaze of the man infront of her. He rose from his chair, his hand shot up to slap the young girl, but he was stopped by a student running in while yelling, "Peeves is distroying the tropheeroom!"

Shooting the three miscievous children one last glare, he hobbled out of the room, the student close behind him.

"Well that was exacly on time." Laughed George when they'd vanished in the crowd.
"You knew Peeves was going to do this now?"
"Well, kind of. We'd hoped he would keep Filth away from our pranks but this is even better."
"How is this better Fred? We're going to have detention for a week! Maybe even with Snape! I don't want detention with Sneering Snape!"
"Calm down Alice, we're just going to take a look around and then we'll be out of here." He replied walking to one of the drawers on the side of the room. George took the other one, alice who'd come to the conclusion she would never convince them otherwise walked to Filth desk and pulled open the drawers beneath it.

"I've maybe found something!" Fred yelled after a few minutes. His brother and friend quickly approached and he showed them the seemingly parchment he'd discovered.
"A piece of parchment?" George asked him. "You must be joking... It's empty."
"Yes, but look at this..." Tapping his wand on the parchment he said, "Revile yourself." As soon as his wand made contact with the folded paper words appeared.

Mr's. Moony, Wormtail, Padfood and Prongs, congratulate you in finding the infamous Mauraders Map. We hope you're up to no good and use this map wisely.
And with that he means to do a lot of mischief...

"The Mauraders Map? What's that supposed to be?" Alice wondered out loud.
"I guess it's some kind of map?" Fred said with a smile on his face.
"Well done Sherlock, your detective-skils keep surprising me, everytime." She mocked him back.

"Lets just take it and get out of here. Maybe we can find Lee and figure it out some other time." George quickly intervened before his brother could throw an insult to the brown eyed girl which he would most surtanly regret.
"Okay, then lets get a move on then!" Wispered Alice, while pulling the gingerheads behind her, out of the office, through the hallway, up some stairs.

After about half a minute both brothers where completely lost, "Where are you taking us?" Asked George bewildered.
When Alice didn't reply, Fred joined in.
"Alice, where by Merlin's smelly underwear are you taking us?"