AN: This is something new that I have decided to start – an archive of all the stories that I have started but somehow been unable to finish.
Unfinished Tales, Part I
She the Other Law we live by, is that Law and nothing else.
The Other Law
For once in their lives, Fred and George Weasley had no idea how to wasn't unexpected, to be sure; through various looks and gestures, Juliene Grey had made her intent known. And it wasn't that they weren't interested - despite her extreme dislike of Quidditch, Jules was as close to perfection as the twins could possibly it was - well - rather forward. And very, very dangerous.
Fred looked at his brother anxiously. "Should we?"
"Read it again."
He glanced down at the crumpled piece of parchment and cleared his throat nervously.
"Gred & Forge - the Charms classroom, midnight. Ero exspectaum. -Jules."
George shook his head. "I don't know, mate. You know Snape-"
"Threatened to expel us if he caught us out again, yes. But what if-"
"She wants to shag us? Fred, she's a girl. Guys always make the moves."
Fred scanned the note again. "Well, she's up to something."
"Agreed. I'm gonna find Angelina. Maybe she can help me with my seduction face."
"Humph. You couldn't even turn on Pansy Parkinson, and she's more pig than human."
George smacked him on the back, and he groaned. "Aw, stuff it. I have to think this scheme through. I'll see you at supper."
AN: And this is where I ran out of steam. I went to eat dinner, and then couldn't write anymore.