Sianell and Fred were walking down the corridor by Umbridge's classroom. They had been friends since her first year at Hogwarts, from the moment she sat down next to him after the Sorting Hat sorted her into Gryfindor. They were both holding dungbombs in both hands. They'd been plotting this scheme for a while now. Fred looked at her and smiled. They stopped right in front of her classroom. "On three?" he asked. "On three" she replied. He kissed her on the forehead. And then the dropped the dungbombs and ran away holding hands and laughing.