"Maybe some spider legs for boys." George added, looking over Fred's shoulder as he wrote his notes. "Could attach them like the wings only they'd be creepy spider legs instead." He pointed out a bit in Fred's notes, Guinness giving a little snort at losing the hand that was patting him. "You could add an animation charm to make the wings or legs move."
A pondering look appeared on George's face at the suggestions, weighing the pros and cons of each. "Superheroes wear masks." He blurted out almost randomly. "Hide identities better. But then with hidden identities we might get some unwanteds coming in." The unwanteds were of course members of the Ministry, who would throw the Twins in Azkaban if they knew the place existed. But then, it could bring in some clientele that had been too afraid to venture into the club for fear of being recognised. Some people just were not as bold at standing up to the Ministry as the Twins were.
"Either idea is good," George leaned back against the headboard. Nessie moved further up to sit on his chest and George resumed patting him. He smirked over at his Twin in a cheeky manner. "After all, either way Pretty is going to have to wear tights."
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