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Chapter 1: Crossed Limitations, Good Relations, and Bad Imitations
The biggest prank of all was just pulled by the most well-know group of Hogwarts' students. The leaders: Fred and George, and the accomplices: Harry, Ron, Seamus, Lee, Dean, Parvati, Lavender and regretful Neville. Of course, Hermione had nothing to do with it. Unfortunately, they were caught.
McGonagall fumed. Fred and George smiled at each other as if her beet-red face was something to have pride about. The lot of them stood in her office with triumphant grins (even Lavender and Parvati) despite their upcoming punishment. The only one not smiling was Neville, who was trembling in fear of get another howler from his grandmother if she found out.
McGonagall, after having finally calmed down, stood up. She walked to the group of young pranksters and took an exasperated breath. "Well," she said. "I'd never have thought I'd see something as this happen in my lifetime. Of all the foolish things that have happened in this school, this by far is the worst!" The twins and the others looked at each other in agreement. McGonagall put a shocked tone in her voice. "What do you children think you have accomplished?"
Fred took a step forward. "Um, I can answer that."
"Enough from you," she snapped. "I need not go through my lecture with you, for I've repeated it over 100 times."
Mocking McGonagall, Fred, George and Lee said in unison, "You children need to realize life is not a big game and children who play foolish jokes day in and day out shall never accomplish anything in life."
"ENOUGH!" McGonagall was so mad tears came out of her eyes. Her face was even redder now.
Neville covered his eyes. "Oh no!" he whispered to Harry. "Her face is going to explode!"
"It indeed looks so," Harry told him. McGonagall looked as if steam were coming out of her ears and even more strangely, her nose.
Parvati overhearing them replied, "It really does!" They all laughed.
Neville said, "Be quiet! We're already in trouble!"
"Yes, Mr. Longbottom, you all are in a great deal of trouble," McGonagall said.
"Usually," she started. "I'd leave you all with a week detention and minus 20 points each, but if I removed anymore points Gryffindor would be too far behind for any of our liking."
Neville let out a sigh of relief. ".I'm afraid the constant distribution of the same reprimands don't affect you any longer."
"It took her that long to realize it?" George whispered.
".So a new punishment will be in store for you."
"Aww, just when we were getting used to the old ones!" Fred stated.
McGonagall gave the twins a look sharp enough to slice glass. "You will see Professor Dumbledore tomorrow after classes to discuss the new punishment. He would be available now, but he is busy searching for his other lucky yellow sock.." The group snickered. "Meet him in the dungeons as he will direct you to the location of your punishment."
"So that means-" Harry started.
"Yes Mr. Potter, you get off scot-free for the remainder of today and tomorrow afternoon. Now return to your dorms, it's late." They filed slowly out of the door letting go of all the tension they were feeling, but remaining inside them was an apprehension for what was in store for them the next day.
In the common room, they were greeted and congratulated by their friends and classmates. 'Great job', 'wicked' and 'ingenious' was heard a lot throughout the night. ("Wow Harry! You guys are so clever; I wish I could have came up with something like that!" said Colin Creevey.)
Hermione was sitting in her usual spot next to the fireplace. About 5 rolls of parchment and 15 books surrounded her. When Harry and Ron approached her she acknowledged them with a scornful look. "What's with you?" Harry asked.
"What did you all do? The whole bloody school is talking about it! Whatever it was, it must have been terrible," Hermione said jumping up from her chair knocking her books down. Harry and Ron snickered.
"It would be terrible if you saw Malfoy's face!" Ron said.
"Too bad you were sick," Harry added.
"Well she looks fine now!" Ron exclaimed, playfully grabbing Hermione's hands and twirling her around almost making her trip on her books.
"Honestly Ron, you never get tired of playing," she sputtered once she collected herself. " I think the twins have gotten to you.. Now, could you please leave me be so I can study? I wasn't able to do it in the Hospital Wing."
"Oh come on Hermione!" Ron cried. "Anything is better than this!" Then he added in an earnest voice, "Please will you come talk with us? I miss you."
"Oh God! I'm leaving," said Harry. He walked to where Fred and George were.
"Please?" Ron asked flashing his icy blue eyes at Hermione forming the 'puppy dog' face. Hermione hesitated. Suddenly without warning Ron planted a warm kiss on her lips and then gave her a very captivating smile. The strange, but effective Weasley magic was working on her. She had a look of giddiness smeared across her face. "Ok," she said. The two of them went to where Harry and the twins were; every eye was following them when they noticed Hermione and Ron's mini-love scene. They sat. "Oh look, our little brother is becoming a man!" George said. "Shut up Fred!" Ron spat. "Hey, I'm Fred!" said Fred. "I guess with becoming a man, you get forgetful too?" They laughed. "Sorry," Ron said barely audible. "Well I'd like to know exactly what happened today," Hermione stated. Unsuccessfully imitating a southern American accent, Fred said, "Well little lady, you done got yourself here at the right time." He paused and pulled out a roll of paper. "You see this here piece of paper? This right here piece of paper has a months worth of planning on it-" "Fred, just get on with it," Harry insisted. "Oh alright," Fred said laughing. "Anyway."
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Chapter 1: Crossed Limitations, Good Relations, and Bad Imitations
The biggest prank of all was just pulled by the most well-know group of Hogwarts' students. The leaders: Fred and George, and the accomplices: Harry, Ron, Seamus, Lee, Dean, Parvati, Lavender and regretful Neville. Of course, Hermione had nothing to do with it. Unfortunately, they were caught.
McGonagall fumed. Fred and George smiled at each other as if her beet-red face was something to have pride about. The lot of them stood in her office with triumphant grins (even Lavender and Parvati) despite their upcoming punishment. The only one not smiling was Neville, who was trembling in fear of get another howler from his grandmother if she found out.
McGonagall, after having finally calmed down, stood up. She walked to the group of young pranksters and took an exasperated breath. "Well," she said. "I'd never have thought I'd see something as this happen in my lifetime. Of all the foolish things that have happened in this school, this by far is the worst!" The twins and the others looked at each other in agreement. McGonagall put a shocked tone in her voice. "What do you children think you have accomplished?"
Fred took a step forward. "Um, I can answer that."
"Enough from you," she snapped. "I need not go through my lecture with you, for I've repeated it over 100 times."
Mocking McGonagall, Fred, George and Lee said in unison, "You children need to realize life is not a big game and children who play foolish jokes day in and day out shall never accomplish anything in life."
"ENOUGH!" McGonagall was so mad tears came out of her eyes. Her face was even redder now.
Neville covered his eyes. "Oh no!" he whispered to Harry. "Her face is going to explode!"
"It indeed looks so," Harry told him. McGonagall looked as if steam were coming out of her ears and even more strangely, her nose.
Parvati overhearing them replied, "It really does!" They all laughed.
Neville said, "Be quiet! We're already in trouble!"
"Yes, Mr. Longbottom, you all are in a great deal of trouble," McGonagall said.
"Usually," she started. "I'd leave you all with a week detention and minus 20 points each, but if I removed anymore points Gryffindor would be too far behind for any of our liking."
Neville let out a sigh of relief. ".I'm afraid the constant distribution of the same reprimands don't affect you any longer."
"It took her that long to realize it?" George whispered.
".So a new punishment will be in store for you."
"Aww, just when we were getting used to the old ones!" Fred stated.
McGonagall gave the twins a look sharp enough to slice glass. "You will see Professor Dumbledore tomorrow after classes to discuss the new punishment. He would be available now, but he is busy searching for his other lucky yellow sock.." The group snickered. "Meet him in the dungeons as he will direct you to the location of your punishment."
"So that means-" Harry started.
"Yes Mr. Potter, you get off scot-free for the remainder of today and tomorrow afternoon. Now return to your dorms, it's late." They filed slowly out of the door letting go of all the tension they were feeling, but remaining inside them was an apprehension for what was in store for them the next day.
In the common room, they were greeted and congratulated by their friends and classmates. 'Great job', 'wicked' and 'ingenious' was heard a lot throughout the night. ("Wow Harry! You guys are so clever; I wish I could have came up with something like that!" said Colin Creevey.)
Hermione was sitting in her usual spot next to the fireplace. About 5 rolls of parchment and 15 books surrounded her. When Harry and Ron approached her she acknowledged them with a scornful look. "What's with you?" Harry asked.
"What did you all do? The whole bloody school is talking about it! Whatever it was, it must have been terrible," Hermione said jumping up from her chair knocking her books down. Harry and Ron snickered.
"It would be terrible if you saw Malfoy's face!" Ron said.
"Too bad you were sick," Harry added.
"Well she looks fine now!" Ron exclaimed, playfully grabbing Hermione's hands and twirling her around almost making her trip on her books.
"Honestly Ron, you never get tired of playing," she sputtered once she collected herself. " I think the twins have gotten to you.. Now, could you please leave me be so I can study? I wasn't able to do it in the Hospital Wing."
"Oh come on Hermione!" Ron cried. "Anything is better than this!" Then he added in an earnest voice, "Please will you come talk with us? I miss you."
"Oh God! I'm leaving," said Harry. He walked to where Fred and George were.
"Please?" Ron asked flashing his icy blue eyes at Hermione forming the 'puppy dog' face. Hermione hesitated. Suddenly without warning Ron planted a warm kiss on her lips and then gave her a very captivating smile. The strange, but effective Weasley magic was working on her. She had a look of giddiness smeared across her face. "Ok," she said. The two of them went to where Harry and the twins were; every eye was following them when they noticed Hermione and Ron's mini-love scene. They sat. "Oh look, our little brother is becoming a man!" George said. "Shut up Fred!" Ron spat. "Hey, I'm Fred!" said Fred. "I guess with becoming a man, you get forgetful too?" They laughed. "Sorry," Ron said barely audible. "Well I'd like to know exactly what happened today," Hermione stated. Unsuccessfully imitating a southern American accent, Fred said, "Well little lady, you done got yourself here at the right time." He paused and pulled out a roll of paper. "You see this here piece of paper? This right here piece of paper has a months worth of planning on it-" "Fred, just get on with it," Harry insisted. "Oh alright," Fred said laughing. "Anyway."
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