The diary of a prankster

A/N : Please review need to know wether to carry on or not.

Special mention to cresentmoon12 and .x who are my best mates and my inspiration. This story is for you two....x

Disclaimer : I SHALL NOT OR NEVER WILL OWN HARRY POTTER I JUST ADMIRE JK ROWLINGS STORIES.

It was 5 am in the morning. Everything was quiet and peaceful. The burrow lay asleep in peace -ful harmony. Later on that day all was well the peace had been kept and it was a perfect family day.

1 year later

CRASH ! "Fred ! George !" Molly shouted. "No stop burning Percy's stamp collection, get off my dinner table !" The burrow had a new regime. Commander Fred and leuitenant George had taken over. The house was a battle field, a house full of traps and mysteries all set by .... TODDLERS.

Fred and George Weasley were now 1 year olds and were oddly already at their terrible two's. "Hi mummy." Fred said.

"Hi mummy." Said George. "Sorry about the mess, but you cant blame us. It was all in the name of muggles and daddy likes muggles so if youre angry with us then your angry with him. Get it."

Molly didn't know what to do. She had three lovely boys and two terrible twins. She had tried everything to calm them down. She gave them teddies and they cut off their heads, She gave them toy broomsticks and they flew over to the muggle village, She gave them ice-cream and their was a food fight and if she put them in the garden they played gnome football. She couldn't wait to send them off to school she would be free at last.

But alas the day was still young and school was still years away. Their had to be some way of calming them down. Maybe they would grow out of it. She sighed at least they were only small.

That night Molly and her husband Arthur went to bed with the peaceful thought of how well Bill had done at school. Little did they know that their night was to be interrupted...

WHEEEEEEEEE !!!!!!!!!!!!!! The sound of joyful screams filled the house. Fred and George had discovered their own wandless magic. CRACK out came the bath tub. RIP then the cupboards. It was a wrestling match. Who was going to win, George and his bathtub or Fred and his cupboard. They were in mid air and were about to smash when ...FRED! GEORGE! GET UP HERE THIS INSTANCE! Molly's shouts filled the house. Slowly the twins trudged up the stairs. They didnt know what was coming at them in their parents room.

-KNOCK- KNOCK-

" Yes mummy. You told us to come up here" Fred mumbled.

"Thats right. What on earth were you thinking! The bath is in pieces your cupboads are smashed to splinters and its 5 AM !" Molly screamed.

" But we were only playing about. We got bored and well we already cut Charlies hair, Burned Percys stamps and dissected a gnome. So what were we suposed to do." George said innocently.

" You dissected a gnome ! Where please not in the house." Replied their mother.

"No. We did it in the garage. We used dad's tools."

"The garage is part of the house ! Just go back to bed and dont stay in your room till 9 in the morning. NOW !" she stuttered.

Fred and George just didn't undesrstand. What did they do wrong. Grown ups always tell you to follow your instincts so why did they tell you off. It just didnt make sense. They snuggled into bed plotting Percy's demise.

Meanwhile a long way away (well next door ) Percy lay asleep unaware of the fact that his room was no longer safe. Shaving cream on his hands, green spiky hair, no more stamps and his cupboard, well that was gone !

A/N : OMG soo i just finished my first chapter and what do you think. I know its quite basic and not hilarious but if i get reviews that are good i might carry on !

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