A/N this is a short story describing Fred and George's first year. Some of the stuff I made up, but the rest is to the credit of JK Rowling. Please read and review!!! ~SpiderGirl 05

Disclaimer~ Everything belongs to JK Rowling. Nothing is mine except for the plot!

"Now I want you two to behave yourselves" Mrs. Weasley said sternly to her sons, Fred and George.

"We will mum," said Fred.

"And study a lot."

"We will mum," said George.

"And listen to your teachers."

This seemed to continue for hours, but finally Mrs. Weasley ran out of things to tell her sons to do, or don't do. She gave them both a kiss good bye, than turned to another one of her sons, Percy, who was starting his third year at Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry.

"Look after yourself and the other two," she said as she gave him a hug and a kiss.

Ginny Weasley began to cry, while Ron Weasley fought to keep a straight face. Ron was very excited at being the oldest child at his house for a change. But he still wished he could go to Hogwarts like his brothers.

"Send owls!" Mrs. Weasley called as the three older redheads waved goodbye and boarded the Hogwarts Express.

"I can't believe we are finally going!" Fred said excitedly as he and George sat down in a train compartment.

George nodded in agreement. "Well, we have a lot to live up to."

"I know," said Fred, "Charlie was the athletic one, and Percy and Bill were the smart ones. Who can we be?"

"Maybe the artsy ones?"

"I am not very artistic," Fred pointed out.

"Ah," said George, "neither am I"

"We can be the good-looking ones"

"Plenty of wizards and witches are pretty or good-looking," George said, "we want to be individuals—together."

"Okay," Fred murmured, "Lets go down in Hogwarts History for being known for something that we are very good at."

"But the only thing we are good at is getting into trouble."

"That's it!" cried Fred, "you and I will be known as Fred and George…the troublemakers!"

(A/N~ yah, short 'n sweet. Plz read and review! Luv yah!)