Harry's POV

Bickering. Just Bickering. Harry swore that was all the two did day in and day out. It didn't matter WHAT was going on, they somehow found something to bicker about. Harry honestly believed if Hogwarts was exploding, they'd be bickering about ice-cream. Like, right now, a meeting was going on downstairs, possibly on something important, and they were bickering about homework, HOMEWORK. Harry sighed, about two weeks ago, dementors had come to Little Whinging and nearly gotten him expelled. Harry glanced at them before speaking up, "Will you guys just shut up already." They looked rather affronted at this, Harry thought, stepping over he then asked "Aren't you guys just a LITTLE curious at whats going on downstair?" As if on cue, a crack sounded and two boys appeared with flaming red hair.

"Thats the spirit, Harry. Lucky for you, we've got some Extendable ears handy, havent we George"

Ron groaned as Fred said that, and Harry knew perfectly well why. Each time they eavesdropped, a furious Mrs Weasley would meet them at the door, usually screaming "IF YOU DO THAT ONE MORE TIME." So, all in all, the experience sucked.

"No Harry, we are not doing that."

But Rons protests might as well be in a entire different universe. Harry was sick of being cooped up listening to the pair bicker. Harry was bored, and feeling just a bit more daring. He had gone to the court and dodged the bullet with the word 'Expelled" on it. And after all, what was being a Gryffindor for, one of their traits was being daring, so it wasn't entirely his fault that he was feeling daring and reckless.

"Why not"

Harry said to the pair, before standing up and heading off with Fred and George. Ron sighed and followed him with Hermione close, if they were lucky, they would hear quite a bit. George quietly lowered an Extendable Ear down to the door and listened. George was whispering every word as they talked, they waited and listened, waiting.

A full minute passed.

Then two.

Then three.

Then fo-.

"NOW WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE ALL DOING" An outraged Mrs Weasley shrieked at us, George dropped the ear and we all bolted to our room. Ron made a cut gesture at his throat before a crash like door sound came from next door. Oh well, nice knowing you Fred and George!