"I know Quinn, but why can't we at least put a buzzing turnpike in Cravler's pants? No one would know" Said an auburn-haired boy, mounted on his broomstick next to the blonde-haired captain, his twin next to him.
"Absolutely not, Kale" said Quinn, shaking her head. "We tried that last time, and where did it get us? Nowhere. In fact, it would have lost us the House Cup if Hilgity hadn't been so keen on us wining that year"
The twins looked at each other. "Can't imagine why." One said to the other sarcastically.
Everyone knew that the only reason Slytherine hadn't been immediately disqualified that year was because Professor Hilgity had bet money on Slytherine.
"The point is, we need another tactic," Quinn said, a mischievous look in her eyes. "and I know one that's going to help us win."
The twins glanced at each other before leaning in, eyes widening and mouths quirking up.
"Is she serious?" said Hermione from where she had been listening below.
"About what?" said Ron.
He was sitting on a bench behind her, taking off his Quidditch gear.
"About that turnpike-thingy? Did they really do that?" Hermione continued
Ron's face lit up with a smirk at the memory as he pulled his shoes off.
"Oh yeah," he said, grinning. "It was hilarious. Downright one of the best ideas the twins have ever had. You should have seen Cravler's face. It was priceless. Wish I'd had a camera or something."
Hermione raised her eyebrows at him.
"Although," Ron continued thoughtfully, squinting off into the distance, "we did have to make some inferences on who actually put the turnpike in his clothes. No facts were confirmed but the rumor still remains that the twins did it. Don't know how though."
Ron shrugged and resumed taking off his gear.
"But I wouldn't mind seeing it again" He added with a smirk.
Hermione smiled, and looked back up at the sky, where Quinn was flying around, presumably yelling at the team. So Quinn liked to play dirty, huh?