There is absolutely NO point to this oneshot. I just got extremely bored and decided to write (: So enjoy (:
This takes place in 7th year, war never happened...fred never dies's, they never left Hogwart's.
5...4...3...2...1 !
17. Legal Age. Finally.
"April 1st has finally arrived and I am do-in magic today! Fred Weasley screamed at the top of his lung's,plodding out his bed and running over to his twin.
"George,George,George,Georgie,George!" Fred repeatedly called out,shaking his brother who was still laying in bed.
"Bloody Hell Fred! 12:02 at night...go back to bed.." He mumbled,taking the corvers and pulling it over his red head.
"Technically Georgie..it's 12:02 in the morning...on April First..." George thought for a moment, suddenly realizing what today particularly was. It only took George around a second to jump of his bed and have an equal amount of excitment.
"Sev-en-teen, Sev-en-teen, Sev-en-teen !" Fred and George were dancing around the room in circle's, fist-pumping to each syllable of the word "seventeen."
"Gred...Forge.. Go back to bed. I know you are of age now...but just wait till the sunrises to start that nonsense.."Lee Jordan was sitting up his bed, bag's under his eye's, begging for sleep.
"Sorry Lee, but we are 17 !" Fred and George then disappearted into the common room, facing a wide-eyed Hermione Granger.
"Y-You disappearted..." Hermione Stammered.
"It's our birthday Granger." Fred winked at her. She was still a little stunned, understanding the concept of the twins actually doing magic unsupervised.
"T-Then why are you in the c-common room?"Hermione started.
"Lee is being a git, and we needed to plan the most ultimate Prank War. All magic allowed," Fred was ginning loudly,barely holding in his eagerness for the upcoming week's.
"Care to explain George?"
"My pleasure Fred. You see Granger, me and Fred have had this planned for months! Me and my dear brother have been planning a "Prank War." We can prank anybody in the whole school," He glanced his way over to Hermione. "Anybody, and if so, everybody." He smirked.
"W-Why?" Hermione asked, puzzled.
"Why? Because We are Hogwarts's-"
"Most dashing pranksters of course-"
"And, wouldn't you want to have the most fun in your last year?" George and Fred explained like it was the simplest thing ever.
"You can't do that! Prank's are absolutely banned from Hogwarts's! You'll be getting double detention from every teacher possible!It's ...It's plain out stupid." Her voice was dead calm. George looked a little flustered.
"Your just mad because you can't prank..." Fred stated, George shoot him a that-was-so-the-wrong-thing-to-say look.
"Excuse me, Weasley?" Hermione looked dead straight at Fred, glaring. George tried to step away slowly, but as soon as he tried, hell brook loose.
"Well, I just think it's a matter of logic. Me and George have been pranking since birth, and you...Granger, have never pranked." Fred now had a fierce glare set on Hermione.
"I'll take that as a bet!" Hermione shouted, causing a couple of people to awaken. Harry and Ron dashed out of the boy's dormintity, wand's prepared to battle. They cautionly lowered them, only seeing 3 figure's standing by the fireplace. Ginny was just as flustered, banking out of the girl's dorminity twice as fast.
"W-What's going on?" Ron stepped closer to Hermione, a concerned look on his face. Ginny and Harry were now sitting on the nearby couch, turned to face the crowd.
"Well, Fred,George,and Me made a bet for a prank war." She explained through gritted teeth, there was a gasp from Ginny, Harry stared at Hermione, and Ron had basically already fallen half asleep.
"Let's make this a little more fun, all of us, Prank War." George said.
"No fair! There's only 2 girl's!" Ginny complained.
"Chicken?" Ron was now awake,making clucking noise's in Ginny's direction.
"No, but what about you?" Ginny glared at her older brother. Ron immediately stopped clucking and started down at the floor.
"Fine, 3 team's of 2. Little Red and Bookworm, little ronniekin's and Scarface,and lastly, Gred, and Me." George stated for an agreement. Everybody nodded there head's, but winced at the sound's of George's nickname's for them.
"What does the winning team get?" Hermione asked.
"The winning team...gets a brand new broom for each person-"
"Which means's, the losing team has to buy the new broom, probably the Firebolt during the next quidditch game, losing team's have to score for Slytherin.
"I don't play quidditach.Therefore, I don't need a broom." Hermione stated.
"Then, you can get whatever...Hermione's get. Therefore, cheer for the other team." Fred replied.
"ThereforeI would like the second issue of Hogwarts's A History thanks." Hermione and Fred were still caught up in their glare off, while the others were awkwardly standing around.
"Well...come on Harry, let's go plan." Ron left the room without another word, dragging Harry behide him. He was back quickly, red faced.
"Girl's dormitory?" Ginny asked, giggling into her plam.
"Y-Yeah." Hermione gave Ron an eye-roll before walking out of the common room. Ginny followed,giving Harry an apologetic glance.
"BLOODY HELL FRED!" Hermione's voice echoed through the Gryffindor common room. She came rushing out of the dormitory soaking wet,breathing heavily,and glaring dagger's at the slightly taller twin.
"Water balloon's! Really? Some muggle prank!" Hermione yelled even louder, if possible.
George was howling with laughter, Fred just stood there, arm's crossed,smirking.
"Prank one complete Granger."
Chapter one complete ((: