As Gred's shoulder bumped into his, Forge gave his Twin a little smile. Specifically, George's little smile, the one he reserved for his Twin only. He wasn't as open with his emotions as his little brother, but he really was happy that George had found someone who made him happy. Even if he was a Slytherin that didn't talk much. The fact that the older wizard had come along to the party suggested that Flint was happy with George too.
Fred's smile grew into a grin as George cheered the setting off of the last firework. The charms on this particular one were pretty intricate, so much so that it almost seemed a shame that they would just explode into nothing at the end. When Gred started to imitate Lee, Forge couldn't help but laugh, hearing Alicia whoop as her name was mentioned.
Picking up where George left off, he continued, mimicking Lee not quite as well as his Twin. 'Johnson has the Quaffle now. What an amazing player that girl is, gorgeous too and yet still cold enough to break my heart at least once a week.' Switching voices he imitated McGonagall, 'Jordan. Keep the commentary relevant.'
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