It was a
fine hogwarts day at hogwarts and all the wizards were being all..
wizardy and stuff. Anywho, Fred and George were very busy trying to
get their bright pink hair to look its best.
"Are you ready
yet, blossom?" asked Anthony Callea, bursting through the
bathroom door in his tight leather pants almost fainting at the sight
of his one and only love George.
"Just a minute, honey"
said George spraying hairspray on his head for the thousandth time.
"Oh, you look fine darling! Let's just go, all the other wizards
and witches are already at the really good hall"
Once they
got to the really good hall they spotted Ron, Harry and Hermoine.
"There's a seat here, next to me..." said Harry looking in
Fred's direction. Fred, George and Anthony Callea all took their
seats at the table and Fred sat next to Harry. All of a sudden in
walked the head mistress Lady Dumbledoor.
"Looking well after
the operation sir dumble.. i mean lady dumbledoor" said Ron.
"Why thank you Ronald" said Lady Dumbledoor, flattered.
They
all began the really good feast.
"Harry..." said Fred
"yes, Freddrick?" asked Harry batting his eyelashes for
extra attention from Fred's wandering eye. "Is that.. is that
your hand on my knee.. ?" Asked Fred. Harry quickly pulled his
hand off Fred's leg and tried not to look suspicious. "No.. it
was probably Anthony!"
"ANTHONY!!" screamed George
slapping Anthony like a prissy bitch on the arm "I thought I was
your one and only!"
"You are, love muffin. Harry's
lying!!" Anthony said trying to defend himself.
The whole
situation was quickly forgotten and soon they were all in some
magical room doing magic and being all wizardy and stuff.
"Harry,
is that your wand sticking in my ass again?" asked Fred as Harry
stood behind him.
"Err... yes.. my, err... my wand" said
Harry looking around suspiciously. And they all laughed.
The end.
... Or was it?
"Oh, Harry!" said Fred rolling his eyes