Hello, lovelies! I went to see HP and the Deathly Hallows P2 again, so I had another inspirational blast. Last time I wrote an angsty Fred/George (which you should read if you have the time) so I thought I should counter it with a humorous one. This will have chapters! Read on!

Third Person POV

"Fred! George!" called a plump, ginger woman from the kitchen of their dangerously unstable looking yet cozy home.

"Yes, Mum?" the twins answered innocently at the same time. Their mother had sensed the mischievousness that laced their voices, but she chose not to question them. She would without doubt find out sooner or later.

"Go get Percy for me. He's been in his room all day." she said, hoping they wouldn't argue. As a mother, she thought all her children were wonderful. However, as a mother she also knew that they could be little devils, tyrants of a miniature size. Percy, for example, was quite a dreadful conversationalist and harder to motivate than a sloth. Fred and George, the twins, were relentless pranksters who also happened to be irritatingly witty arguers.

"Of course, Mum." came the reply. She could almost see the smile in their voices. She could feel it in her old, motherly bones. Something was going to happen soon.

Upstairs, a young red-headed boy was asleep next to piles of monotonous paperwork. Oblivious to the sound of his younger brothers entering his room, he let out a snore.

"Merlin, that must have been some paperwork to put Percy to sleep." said one to the other. He peered over his sleeping brother's head to pull out a sheet of paper.

"Hey, that's not work at all!" said the other, grabbing the parchment. "Blimey, this must have taken all his creativity for they day! No wonder he's out like a baby unicorn!" Pocketing the paper, he signaled to his twin.

"OI! PERCY, WAKE UP!" they shouted directly into his ear. They knew that Percy was a light sleeper and only a tap on his shoulder was really necessary to wake him up, but what would be the fun in that?

"BLOODY HELL!" Percy shrieked as he fell backwards from his stool.

"Hey, that's Ron's line." one of the twins quipped as Percy glared at him.

"Get out!" he barked. Fred and George complied. Giggling like lunatics all the way to their room, they shouted at their mother to tell her that Percy was awake. Locking the door, the twin named Fred pulled Percy's parchment out of his pocket.

"Well? Come on then! What's he written?" questioned George as Fred unfolded it slowly. Clearing his throat, Fred began to read.

20 Things Fred and George Are Not Allowed To Do.

Attempt to contact the Marauders from the grave by holding a séance in Professor Trelawney's room.

Kidnap the garden gnomes and teach them to sing A Cauldron Full of Hot, Strong Love at the most uncomfortable times.

Ask if any of the potions in Professor Snape's class can be used as a sexual lubricant.

Pretend to flirt with Harry and then come out to the whole school saying you are "gay".

At Christmas dinner, make an announcement saying Fred is pregnant… and George is the father.

Mix a love potion that will make Ron fall in love with Harry into his pumpkin juice and then make Hermione baby-sit them.

Lock Ron in a closet and make a house-elf from the kitchens replace him in all his classes.

Give Dobby a sock and tell him that Professor Snape has the other one.

Charm Harry's glasses to make it seem like he is always sleeping.

Curse Ginny's boyfriend to so he bursts out in that embarrassing new dance called "the rabid house-elf".

Place a charm on the back of Malfoy's quidditch robes so that to everyone but him they say Malfoy: Seeker/ Amazing Bouncing Ferret.

Give Professor Snape a haircut while he's sleeping.

Tell the first years that Professor Dumbledore used to be a member of the Weird Sisters.

Write Gred and Forge on all of your papers.

Tell Professor Dumbledore that you find long beards extremely erotic and then proceed to stroke it.

Give a house-elf blond hair and tell everyone the Malfoy's had another kid… and he looks just like his brother.

Whenever someone asks you where something is, tell them that it is "up their arse and around the corner".

Let your entire stock of pygmy puffs loose in Professor Snape's private quarters.

Push Malfoy into the lake and say the Giant Squid needed a friend.

Interrupt Professor McGonagall in class and suggestively ask if she and Professor Dumbledore have anything "going on".

"Merlin." was all George could manage to say. He was so sure that Percy's brain had blocked off all things creative ever since the age of seven. He looked at Fred, both of them thinking the same thing. Rules are meant for breaking.

This was so much fun to write! Yes, I am going to make a chapter for each of these things Fred and George are not allowed to do. Reviews are known to make me jump around in joy, and I am in the mood for jumping right now. I will reply to reviews! Love you! By the way, check out my other stories! Please?

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