Fred and George sat in Defense Against the Dark Arts, stumped by what to do about being banned from Quidditch.
"Honestly Fred, I can't believe that nasty toad of a woman would Ban us from Quidditch!" George said with anger laced in the syllables of his words.
"I can believe it," Fred grumbled looking out the window trying to make sense of it all. George looked up at the Toad of a woman standing before them reading out of the stupid textbook. Sure, she probably knew no one was listening but she continued anyways.
"I know!" Fred shouted, his mind suddenly lighting up with a firework of an idea "And it could make her really angry. Shall we try? It's loads of fun!" George's attention was directed straight to Fred as he began to explain his plan, a fierce fire in his eyes.
"Mr Weasley!" Umbridge barked, "Pay attention! Five points from Gryffindor!" The whole class groaned and the twins rolled their eyes at her. They continued quietly, too quietly to make out much besides: swamp, upstairs, fireworks, Owls, and Fred you're a genius! So with careful planning, they'd skyrocket their business and annoy Umbridge.
In the middle of the Trio's owls, they suddenly heard something funny. A weird noise coming from above sounding like a troll tromping through the Corridor, and boy had they had enough of trolls. There it went again; sludge, sludge, and obviously Umbridge had heard it too. She marched towards the door, cursing under her breath about the low standards of Hogwarts. A few minutes later they heard
"FILCH! FILCHHHHHHHH! GET THIS BLOODY SWAMP OUT OF HERE IMMEADIATELY," And a bunch of girlish screams. Naturally, the class ran upstairs to see Umbridge knee deep in swamp water and mud.
"Professor McGonagall, Flitwick, get rid of this swamp now!" she screeched shrilly at the Professors. Both stood there smirking malevolently, and trying to contain their laughter.
"Dolores," McGonagall began "It has been permanently stuck there, I'm sorry, you might just be stuck there forever." Umbridge started shrieking and moaning and then, there was a bang. A hiss and a crackle too, and a great fiery lion came through the corridor. The Heat of the fireworks began melting away parts of the swamp and Umbridge yelped. Fireworks began to explode from all directions, swirling through the hall, destroying exam papers, dancing in the glory of their creators.
"Accio Broomstick!" George yelled and his, Harry's and Fred's brooms came flying into their hands. Harry grinned very wide, realizing this was all their doing. A huge Dragon firework chased Umbridge down the hall snapping it's jaws up and down at her. It chased her out of the School and everyone went cheering down the Halls and enjoying the display of fireworks.
"WEASLEY!" Umbridge screeched at the Twins and from then, they took their cue. They jumped onto their broomsticks and fled through the air, throwing behind one last Firework as a calling card for their work.
"We really made her mad" George smiled at Fred as they flew away. Leaving behind a Prank so great, so Ultimate, that wouldn't be forgotten soon.