canyon moon!

prologue
❝red-handed!❞

"FOR MERLIN'S SAKES! Would you stop that, Nugget?!" Grace scolded at the chicken, she had between her hands, who in response pecked her hand making the Ravenclaw throw her from her grip, she shook her head "Bloody creatures".

Grace looked at the scenery in front of her, one-hundred and twenty-two chickens. All around the great hall, bickering and doing chicken things. She gazed down at her hands, full of small cuts due to the violence of the small animals. When did she think this was a good idea?

It had taken her ages to bring all of them into the great hall, it had been even easier to find them. Who would have thought there was a tribe of chickens in the forbidden forest? Well Grace did, one of her daily adventures took her into her next prank. A small smile was forming in her face, the last first prank of the year. Grace turned around before closing the doors of the great hall, she could not wait to see the little pink creature reaction—

"Don't you even think about it, Cluck Vader!" A black rooster started sprinting towards the doors, who Grace had just opened, in a quick motion she put her leg between the chicken and the exit, making the rooster crashed into her calve with his beak "Fuck!" a small cry escaped her lips, this was probably going to leave a big bruise.

She took him in her hands "What did we talk earlier, Cluck Vader?" Grace shook her head, disappointed at the rooster, "I didn't expect this from you, maybe from Albert Eggstein, he is a bit nasty, innit? but not from you!" ( yes, she has named all the one-hundred and twenty-two chickens, she had the time while bringing them ).

"Don't ever do—" Grace was going to let free Cluck Vader, she froze, meeting a of widen pair of eyes and open mouths "Fuck."

The redheads exchange a look, shaking their heads "It can't be. . ."

"What are you doing here?" Grace whispered at them.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing"

"Were you speaking with that chicken?"

"What chicken?" Grace threw away the rooster, crossing her arms.

The twins peeked out to see behind the girl, a grand of chickens running through the great hall. "Wait. . ." the boys looked at the chickens and then to Grace, back to the chickens and then to her.

Both boys gasped at the same time, making Grace roll her eyes "You are the midnight pranker!" they screamed at the same time, pointing at her.

"Shh, you're going to get us caught!" The ravenclaw whispered, lowering their fingers from her face.

"You are not what I imagined" One of the blokes spoke.

Grace raised her eyebrows, "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!"

"I imagined you a bit different—" Fred stop in his tracks seeing the glare she was sending his way "But that is not the point"

"You have made all the pranks by yourself?" George asked, still trying to process how she was the one beating them since first year.

"Yeah"

"How did you manage?"

"What? Like it is hard?" a fake smile painting her face, a big silence followed. Grace felt judge, both of the intense glances to her, she clapped her hands trying to get away "Well, it was a nice conversation with you lot, now if you excuse me—"

"Oi! You are not going anywhere" Fred put himself between the door blocking her exit. Grace's jaw clenched, looking behind her there was the other twin sending a small smile to her.

"You are not going to tell anyone, are you?" She tried to not sound desperate but these two wankers could destroy everything she has been working for years.

"Well—" The one in front shrugged, his twin came next to him, crossing his arms, he looked down at her.

"You wouldn't dare"

"Wanna bet?"

Grace pressed her lips together, a small chuckle came from her, "What do you want?"

Fred shrugged, looking at his brother "What do we want, Georgie?"

"Uff . . . I am not sure, Freddie, I want so many things in this short life. . ."

Grace rolled her eyes at the pair, she knew about them, Fred & George Weasley, always in trouble for their pranks, ( couldn't be her ). And how could she forget about their big ego? When she said big she meant tremendous you could probably see it from the moon or even from outside the milky way.

"Oh! But there is one thing we would want" George smirked down at her causing the girl to glare at him even more.

"Just one thing?" Grace raised her eyebrows not believing any of their crap.

"If you really are the midnight pranker—"

"Could you not do that, please"

"I beg your pardon?"

"The midnight pranker and all that rubbish, you know? I kinda have a love-hate relationship with that nickname. I mean it is kinda cool and that shit but at the same time is a bit weird, don't you think? Like I am a bloody superhero or some type of that, I don't know. . ." Grace closed her mouth realizing how much she had just spilled in thirty seconds, she tends to over share her life with people she shouldn't. "Well yeah, cut the crap and go to the point, I would like to have some sleep before classes"

"Oh" Fred was taken back about the girl, on the other hand George was trying very hard to not smile, and keep that serious face so they wouldn't mess up with their plan "Oh, yeah, what I was saying—"

"We won't snitch if you help us." George interrupted his twin

"In what way?" the ravenclaw crossed her arms, it was risky to work with them, ( taking on account how most of the time they got busted and she did not want that ).

"With our pranks of course—"

"And the upcoming Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes—"

"Coming to a store near you!"

"What now?"

"Our shop—well, future store"

"A prank shop!" George smiled, finishing for his brother. Grace blinked at them, finding it very spooky the way they would just speak, finishing each other's lines.

"So if I help you with your future pranks..."

"And Weasley's Wizarding—"

"Yeah, yeah your bloody shop" Grace nodded, trying to finish this conversation, it was too early in the morning to endure all this crap. "You won't say anything?"

"No" both replied with the same smirk on their lips, not the same though, Grace thought, George one was a little bit less crooked than Fred's.

The ravenclaw bit her lip trying to decide, two options; help this two with their rubbish or option two, get busted ( she definitely did not want that, and ruin her good reputation, which had took her almost a decade to builr ) "I can't believe I am going to do this. . ." she whispered, shaking her head. "Alright"

"Oh merlins, is that a yes?!" George chuckled at meeting his brother's surprised face too, ( they didn't think it would work ). They both knew very deeply they wouldn't snitch on her, they were not the type of person but having the girl's help will be life changing for their busnies.

"Yeah" Grace knew she was still not believing herself. "I guess I can leave now, right?"

"Yeah, yeah of course!" George nodded, opening the door, letting her pass.

"We will contact you!" Fred whispered-yelled at her who just rolled her eyes whispering a whatever before despairing through the halls.

"What the fuck it worked!" George laughed high fiving his twin.

"Who would have thought?!"

"Not me!" a high cock-a-doodle-do echoed through the room catching the twins' attention, bringing them back to reality in a room full of one-hundred and twenty-two chickens. "Uhm— should we leave before someone comes?"

"Yeah" Fred nodded, both of them quickly left the room, once the doors closed behind them, they shared a look, before exploiting into laughs "Who the hell did we manage?!"

"I do not know, my brother" George laughed, putting his arm around his neck "But having her by our side might help a lot"

note! ✧.*˚࿐
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Hello there my loves! Welcome to canyon moon! a book full of chaos and love ( and maybe some angst too! ), this is a bit of a short chapter, since it is the prologue but soon you will get to see more of the twins and Grace!

Put your seatbelts on cause this is going to be a hell of a ride!