A/N: Well, I guess I should be slightly ashamed. It's been nearly four years since I last worked on this story. Funny thing happened… I checked my e-mail just a couple of minutes ago and found that someone had reviewed it asking for more. Also, this story was started right after book five came out and so it will stay that way, and follow it's own plot.

Well… four years later and we have the continuation of…

The Fred Weasley Stories

Chapter 5- A Long Awaited Chapter

No one could have been expecting what would come through that door. (A/N: Mainly because I had nearly forgotten.) But neither Fred nor George were surprised to see Professor Arial standing behind a large venomous tentacula.

"Oh my, it seems I've found myself in the wrong room again."

She turned around and slowly walked out of the room. Several seconds later a large crash was heard along with the breaking of a pot, some chomping noises, and several high pitched screams. Pulling the door shut with his wand Fred announced to the class, "Now that woman, can hold someone's attention."

Not ten seconds after they had returned to their lesson one of the students near the front of the room clutched his nose and started flailing his free arm, complaining something about a, "Dose bweed!" George made the young boy, who was insisting on going to the infirmary move his hands and with a quick flick of the wand, George cleaned the boy's nose completely.

"If you're going to pull over a fake nosebleed on us, you may have to actually break you nose."

As the class of first years dwindled out of the room Fred turned to George.

"So, what's next?"

"Hmm… looks like the sixth years. They're supposed to be learning out of the book 'How to Defeat a Dark Lord' by our own headmaster Albus Dumbledore.

"Oh. Umm… have you read that?"

"Nope. You?"

"Nope. Wing it?"

"You bet."

And so the class of sixth years came trailing in, each one holding their own copy of "How to Defeat a Dark Lord." As Hermione walked past Fred pulled her aside.

"Give me a quick rundown of the book."

"Well it starts with Grindelwald and…"

"Good enough."

Hermione finally found her way to a seat on one side of Harry, who was still trembling miserably.

George approached the front of the class. "Now, does anyone know what we're going to talk about today?"

For the first time in her life, Hermione did not raise her hand. After some sporadic gesturing from Fred to Hermione, she still didn't get the hint. Finally, Harry shocked the whole class by becoming completely still and standing up. Ron and Hermione both held up their hands as if they were getting ready for him to fall.

Harry started to speak. "I know what we're going to talk about. We're going to talk about how Voldemort killed my parents. We're going to talk about how no one can love anymore. We're going to talk about how Voldemort's followers KILLED MY GODFATHER!" And upon finishing his rant Harry collapsed on the floor and entered the fettle position. Ron and Hermione immediately stooped down next to him.

Fred looked around the class. "No Harry, that's not right. Today we'll be talking about the Dark Lord Grindylow."

A/N: Okay. Well that's done. I hope you all apreciate the book 7 reference. Please read and review and maybe it won't take me four years this time.