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Chapter One
Fred and George's Plan
Screams of the seventh year Slytherins filled the classroom.
"All of you calm down!" Professor McGonagall tucked the loose strands of hair behind her ear. They had strayed from her tight bun due to the explosion. "Weasleys, Jordon, Johnson. Detention!" She stepped over one of the fainted Slytherins, Terence Higgs. "Fifty points from Gryffindor."
Shocked Angelina Johnson tried to protest, but the only reply she received was, "Out!"
The four leaned against the wall in the empty hallway. Lee Jordon was the first to break the silence. "How long do you think it's going to take the Slytherins to get the slime out of their robes?"
Angelina turned to the three boys. "I've had enough of this. I can't be getting in trouble. I'm Team Captain." She lightly pushed the twins with her fingers. "And if you two want to be on the team you better shape up. Until then I am not sitting beside either of you in class. It's the first day of lessons and I already have a detention thanks to you guys."
Fred stepped closer to Angelina. "Are you really mad at little me?"
She crossed her arms. "Yes."
He took one more step. "Really?"
"Positive."
His voice grew soft as he brushed the back of his fingers against her cheek. "Are you sure?"
She let out a sigh. "No…"
An arrogant grin took over Fred's face. "Excellent."
"Fred!" She whipped his hand out of her face. "You have the mental capacity of a chocolate frog. Come on Lee."
"I… I…"
"I said come on!" Angeline grabbed Lee by the wrist and pulled him along.
Fred and George felt bad for Lee. They knew he would have to sit through an hour of her complaining about how horrible and insensitive Fred was. She did so every few weeks.
George looked to his brother. "You know you what I've realized."
Fred picked lint from his sleeve. "What?"
"I don't get as much pleasure as I used to from pranking the Slytherins."
"I know what you mean. But it does make sense if you think about it. We have been doing it for the past six years."
George didn't answer for a few moments. He tapped his feet on the stone floor. Then he looked up with the look in his eyes. It was a look that many people feared. It meant that a great prank had formed itself in George's head.
Meanwhile a very happy Albus Dumbledore walked down a corridor carrying a package. He had finally received his order of beard ties with the ever so entertaining bells on them. He then heard the mischievous voices of Fred and George Weasley heading in his direction.
Forgetting the fact that he could turn invisible he hid behind a pillar and eavesdropped on the hushed whispers. Dumbledore smiled at the pleasant idea the two twins had conjured.