Mr. Ted
Harry Potter Fanfic / Written 4/21/02 / Rated G
Harry Potter Characters and Concept © J.K. Rowling
This one was done for a contest. I think they gave us certain words we had to use and our fanfic had to contain all of them. Mine was just a cute little
story about Ginny, Fred, and George as kids x)
Ginny glanced up from her waffles. Fred and George were acting strange today... She couldn't help but be suspicious. Even at the age of 9, they were trouble-makers.
"Umm, may we be excused?" asked Fred as he looked over and caught George's eye.
"Mmm" Arthur Weasley waved a hand of dismissal without removing his eyes from the Daily Prophet.
They both scrambled up from the table and headed for the stairs.
I wonder what they're up to... thought Ginny as she took another bite. Whatever it is, it can't be good. "May I be excused, Mum?" she asked as she set her fork back onto her plate.
"Yes dear." said Molly Weasley as she poured herself another cup of tea.
Ginny got up from the table and headed towards the stairs. Ron was still sleeping and all of their older brothers were at Hogwarts, so Ginny made a point not to be heard. She slowly snuck up a few flights of stairs until she found Fred and George's room. The door was cracked open a little.
"Fred!" came George's voice. "She'll kill us!! I think this time we went a little too far..."
"Nonsense!" said Fred. "We can fix it! It can't be that hard..."
"Just look at it, Fred! Its eye is hanging out and it has a crater the size of a bludger on its back!"
Fred's voice sounded more unsure, "Umm, it could still be fixable."
"We'd better tell her. If we break it to her nicely, she might not tell Mum."
Ginny's face fell... the "her" they were talking about was... her. She threw the door open and took in the sight: Fred and George were staring at her like deer in a headlight and Fred was holding a mutilated stuffed animal.
"MR. TED!" Ginny screamed as she ran over to her favorite stuffed animal. "What did you DO to him!?"
"Er," Fred loosened the collar of his sweater. "We wanted to try out those new Fillibuster Fireworks and..."
"YOU IGNITED MY BEAR!?!?" Ginny screamed.
"Shhh!" said George as he looked out the door nervously. "Keep it down would you?"
"Keep it down!? YOU'RE the ones who used my Ted as an astronaut!!"
Fred clapped his hand over Ginny's mouth. "Look, Gin, we're sorry!! We didn't mean for him to get ruined like this! Look, is there anyway we can make it up to you?"
"You mean so I won't tell Mum?" she asked, removing his hand.
"That's exactly what he means." stated George.
Ginny looked once again at her partially-decapitated friend and got an evil glimpse in her eye. "You'll hold him a funeral."
"A... funeral?" asked Fred incredulously. "Come on, Gin, we're practically grown-ups now! We can't hold funerals for stuffed animals!"
Ginny grinned evilly at him and walked over to the door, "Oh Mu-um!"
George grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "We'll do it."
Fred scowled as Ginny finished her requirements. "You'll do all of my chores for a week and you'll but me a new bear."
"A new bear?" asked Fred. "But we're saving our money for the next time we go to Zonko's!"
"It's up to you." taunted Ginny as she turned to go back towards the door of their room.
"OKAY!" yelled Fred. "We'll buy you a new bear, do your chores and hold a funeral. Are you happy?"
Ginny nodded.
Fred placed a hand over his heart and said solemnly, "Today we bid farewell to not only a beloved friend, but a truly fuzzy-wuzzy teddy-bear. May Mr. Ted rest in peace."
Ginny wiped a small tear from her eye as the funeral came to a close.
"By the way, Ginny," asked George. "What did you name your new bear?"
"Oh I, uh..." Ginny's cheeks turned pink as she gave Mr. Potter another hug. "I haven't thought of one yet."