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29. Obliviate
“I’m telling mum!”
“Ron, aren’t you a little old to be running off to mum?” Fred asked.
“I mean, you’re seventeen now right?”
“Doesn’t matter. Mum would make me just as responsible for what you two are planning to do at Bill and Fleur’s wedding if I don’t tell her.”
Fred and George couldn’t let this plan slip. It was too good to be ruined. George pulled out his wand and pointed it at Ron. He muttered, “Obliviate,” under his breath. He watched as Ron stopped in his tracks. Fred and George grinned at each other.
“Where am I? Better yet, who am I?” Ron asked, a dazed look on his face.
Now the twins were concerned. George hadn’t expected the spell to be that strong. Then a grin spread across their faces that could only mean one thing: they were going to take advantage of this.
“Well you’re fairy princess Rosemary,” Fred said.
“And this is your engagement ball.”
“You’re supposed to marry that man over there.” Fred pointed at Fleur. “His name is Francis.”
Ron grinned widely. Fred and George laughed as Ron walked over to Fleur. They laughed even harder at the expression on her face.
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