Disclaimer: I don't own Harry potter. If I did bellatrix would be a main character.
"Fred?"
"Hm?"
"I'm bored."
"Too bad." Fred and George had put a firecracker in snape's seat and were currently scrubbing trophies in detention.
"But I'm bored!"
"Ok."
"…"
"…"
"Yesterday I heard draco malfoy use 'is that a mirror in your pocket?' on pansy
Parkington."
Fred guffawed, "you're kidding!"
"Nope!"
"What did she say?" Fred asked, putting down his rag.
"She giggled."
Fred laughed harder, "one of my favorites is, did it hurt when you fell from heaven?"
Geoge grinned, "I like, 'Is you're name summer because you're hot!"
"I lost my number, can I have yours?"
"Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by again?"
"That outfit would look good in a crumpled heap next to my bed!"
"I just happened to notice that you look a lot like my next girlfriend!"
Both fell on the floor laughing hysterically.
"You know geoge," Fred said, gasping on the floor. "I'm not bored anymore."
"Me neither."
Snape stood outside the door listening to the twins talking, and thought, what the hell is going on?
He decided he didn't want to know and walked in to find the two scrubbing trophies with fixed expressions of gloom on their faces.
He shook his head and went to give them double detention for under scrubbing the trophy that said: house cup: slytheirn house 1973.
Heh, heh, another short one. Don't kill me. This is my tribute to the twins, one departed and one missing a ear, poor blokes. I hope you like it, I typed it up in fifteen minutes so… Review or I'll send a pack of mad werewolves on you!