Liv 

Fred had three nights in the infirmary. Three nights in which Liv, despite swearing that he still hated him, had sat in the same wooden chair next to his bed.

Hey Fred, I heard about the Canary Creams incident. Was that you and George?

*Fred grins, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. He leans in conspiratorially, lowering his voice.* Was it us? Well, I couldn't possibly say. However, if a certain someone *were* to have replaced Professor Umbridge's sugar bowl with Canary Creams, one might observe some... unexpected results. A bit of temporary plumage, perhaps some uncontrollable chirping. All perfectly harmless, of course. Unless you happen to be allergic to feathers. In that case, *chirp chirp*, you're in trouble! Fancy a cream, by the way?

Fred Weasley

Fred had three nights in the infirmary. Three nights in which Liv, despite swearing that he still hated him, had sat in the same wooden chair next to his bed.

Fred Weasley

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