Fred Weasley woke up in the morning feeling somebody shaking his shoulder. He rolled over to see his twin brother, George, grinning at him with a devious look on his face.
"Good morning, Gred," George greeted Fred.
"What are you up to?" Fred asked.
"Get up and come into the Common Room. We're the first one's up, so it's empty down there." George instructed his brother, walking out of the dormitory and heading for the Gryffindor Common Room.
Fred got up, yawned, and followed his brother down the stairs. Once in the Common Room, Fred sat down in the comfy armchair facing George's.
"George, breakfast doesn't start for three more hours. Why are we down here, heck, why are we even awake?" Fred asked, rubbing his eyes.
"Well, my brother, I have a plan and I didn't want anybody overhearing it." George said, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. At these words, Fred suddenly felt more awake.
"What kind of plan? Skip class? Pull a prank? Invent some new material for when we open our joke shop?" Fred asked, eager to know the answer.
"A prank, though the other options don't sound too bad either." George responded.
"Who are we going to prank?" Fred asked, wondering which of his classmates he was going to enjoy messing with.
"Well you're not going to like it, but I was thinking Snape." George said, the mischievous twinkle in his eyes growing brighter.
"You're insane. I'm going back to bed, wake me up for breakfast." Fred instructed George, getting up to leave. However before he could take more than two steps, his brother's hand was clamped around his arm.
"No, hear me out!" George pleaded. "Nobody in their right mind would prank Snape, right?"
"Right, which is why I'm quite worried about your mental health right now." Fred replied.
George sighed. "Once again, listen to me. If we could successfully prank Snape, we'd be Hogwarts legends! People would be talking about us for years to come! 'The boys who pranked the potion's dweeb'! Fred, you're insane if you don't do this! We're the best jokers here, and we've pranked teachers before, right?"
"Yeah, but that was Professor Sprout. She'll let anybody get away with anything." Fred protested.
"And who knows? Maybe Snape will have a new-found respect for us for our bravery." George suggested.
"Or he'll use the killing curse on us," Fred said.
"Whatever. I guess I'll have to be the Hogwarts prank king." George said. "Have fun being the prince of pranks."
Fred sighed. "Fine, I'll do it. What's your plan?"
"I don't have one. But that's why we're up so early. So we can come up with and set the perfect prank into action." George explained.
He and his brother sat in the Common room thinking, until they finally hatched the perfect plan. That however was the easy part. The hard part was yet to come.