Hey guys!

To my returning readers: Thanks for sticking with me throughout all my stories (including the epic fails!) and I sincerely hope you enjoy this one! It's not as dark as others that I have written, but whether you like this or not I purely up to you.

To my new readers: Salvete (Latin for "hello")! I'm sure you'll soon find that I'm a bit whacky after reading my stories, but hopefully you are too. If not, I'll probably end up soon converting you. Welcome to Crazy Town.

Now, without further ado, please enjoy the story.

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"And…welcome back! Here's your host…Fred and George Weasley!" the faceless voice booms over the crowd.

Fred and George run out onto stage.

"This is absolutely-" begins the one on the left.

"-spiffy!" finishes the one on the right.

"I'm Fred" says the left twin.

"And I'm George!" the boy next to him says.

Both boys step back and sit down in two of the three big, plush chairs that have been pulled to the center of the stage.

Fred starts. "Today, we have a special guest! Please give a warm welcome to Mr. Neville Longbottom!"

Neville nervously steps out onto the raised platform, surveying the crowd warily.

"Er…Fred? George? I know I told you I'd help you if you needed a favor, but I'd really rather not be on your pretend T.V. show. I get made fun of enough as it is…" he adjusts his shirt collar. "Where did you get all these people anyway?" He gestures at the audience. "I don't remember seeing any of them in classes."

George laughs lightly. "Oh, well…did we forget to tell you? See, this is being broadcasted live, Neville. And these people right in front of you," here he points at the eager spectators, "these amazing viewers pay to watch us give interviews."

"I love you George!" a girl screams from the third row. She attempts to jump over the people in front of her and falls on her face. Completely unfazed, she scrambles to her feet and lifts up her shirt.

"Sign my stomach!" She cries. George looks pleases, but does as she asks. He then motions to the hulking men standing at the wings of the stage and the security guards haul her out.

"You see?" asks Fred from his perch in one of the three chairs. "We are absolutely 100% telling the truth."

At that, Neville blanches and stumbles to one of the chairs.

"Er…could we get a bucket here? A bucket on Aisle One?" George looks fearfully at Neville. "We've never not told anyone that they were going on air…I guess that's the last time this happens!"

As if to prove his point, Neville pukes into the bucket as soon as it arrives.

"Um…commercial break!" Fred cries frantically, trying to save his new t-shirt from Neville-splatters.

"Right, we'll be back after these announcements!" George says. As soon as he thinks the camera is off, he dashes around, screaming "Run for your lives! Don't let the vomit get you! Aiiii!"

"Ahh…George? The camera's still on…" Fred is in hysterics.

"Oh. Please disregard anything you just saw in the last 10 seconds." He calmly tells the camera.

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OK, I hope you enjoyed it! That's just Part 1of the first interview, so don't think that I'm just going to leave you hanging! I'll update every other day/every third day. After Winter Break, no guarantees!

PLEASE REMEMBER TO READ AND REVIEW! Yes, the little button right underneath this. Come on, you know you want to press it. Do it. Do it. I dare you.

-Andiee