Title: hide and seek
Characters: Victoire and Hugo Weasley.
Notes: Gah! This update is so late, it's already died and been reincarnated as a squirrel. Oh well. I sincerely hope you enjoy, and I promise, the next one will be a lot quicker! Thank you!
(Ready or not?)
Hugo; you're simply the baby boy of the family.
Coddled and adored and
"Aww, isn't he sweet?"
He's the boy we played hide and seek with.
But you're planning our deaths, baby doll,
and baby Hugo doesn't know morality
Death is a new game for you,
and we're just puppets;
toys for you to wind up and watch dance.
You think you're so innocent,
with your baby blue eyes
(that watched innocent people die)
and that adorable smile
(that smirked when they did)
and the fact
that you're a Weasley.
You honestly think we don't know who you are,
but there's a rare few
who got close enough
Al's the Slytherin prince, love,
and his throne is adjourned with gems and secrets,
so did you think you could trick him?
Lily's the Slytherin princess,
and Veritaserum is just so easy to /slip/
into your morning pumpkin juice.
Lucy's never been stupid,
Do you think she actually missed something?
You've got to be kidding,
I thought you knew us better than that.
James just loves being
and Rosie's your sister.
She may be your girl-next-door,
but she made sure her door was soundproof.
Dominique would die
if she missed out on this gossip,
and Freddie, don't you know he lives to
Louis' pedestal would be crushed,
Roxanne would be heart-broken,
Well, Hughie, nothing hides from me forever.
Not even you.
(10, 9, 8, 7, 6...)
You think you've got it all figured out -
the spider hiding at the centre of the web,
twisting and scultping,
turning the world into your own personal fairground.
Well, the merry-go-round's stopped
and guess what, babe?
(5, 4, 3, 2, 1...)
This ghost train stopped
at the wrong end of busted!
your web's going to snap,
and you'll just be left in the middle
of a world that's crumbling around you.
The candy floss will be sour,
and the ferris wheel will stop at the top,
and drop you.
Do you remember, Hugo,
when we used to be just cousins?
When we were Weasley&Weasley,
locked in war we can't escape.
Remember when we danced in the rain,
and sang Christmas carols,
and joked about Aunties and Uncles,
and they're so silly, aren't they,
Remember when we stole icing off of the birthday cake,
and played hide and seek
when no one was watching.
- look at me being all sentimental -
You're the Hufflepuff who's just a little bit too cunning
and a little bit too reckless
and more than a little bit...
Helga Hufflepuff said she'd take the r/e/s/t;
but you're the whole lot.
You've got them
twisted 'round your little finger,
while your other fingers are curled around the trigger.
You're a loaded gun, cock it and pull it.
You've got a complex, underground criminal system
that specializes in blowing stuff
You think you're so special, so sly,
but you're hiding,
and don't you know the point of hide and seek?
You get found.
(Here I come!)