OK GUYS, HERES MY NEW FANFIC! FRED AND GEORGE ARE BORED….. UH –OH

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Fred Gideon Weasley, and George Fabian Weasley, were bored. Lee Jordan knew it. Ronald Weasley knew it. Heck, Professor McGonagall even knew it. And everybody knows that, when Fred and George are bored, the result, is usually chaos.

"All right Freddie" said George "I think it's time to do-to do- something." finished George, as Fred laughed at him.

"Well thanks for being so specific Georgie." he laughed. "But I agree. Dare I say it, life had become boring here at Hogwarts."

"Unfortunately, I must agree." And that, is how the two brothers began to formulate a plan.

The next morning, as Harry and Ron were making their way into the common room, they noticed a strange gathering of people around the usually empty notice board. First years to seventh years had gathered there, which was unusual. The younger students looked somewhat disappointed, whereas the older students were suddenly bursting with excitement, which was very odd for a Sunday morning. As Harry and Ron, pushed their way through the crowd, they began to notice an unusually bright sign. When they drew nearer, they saw that it wasn't an official decree, like Umbridge's were, but a highly decorated, loud poster, advertising a weekend sleepover? Ron, as the taller of the two, managed to crane his neck closer to the advertisement, and began to read it out.

"ROLL UP, ROLL UP AND VISIT THE FRED AND GEORGE SLEEPOVER TRUTH OR DARE, EXTRAORDINARY WEEKEND!

Dates; this Friday until Monday morning.

WARNING; only available to students in fourth year and up, as alcohol may (will!) be involved.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, gleeful expressions on both their faces.

"What do you reckon?" asked Ron. "Should we go?"

"Honestly Ron," replied Harry, "do you think your brothers will let you skip it?" Grinning, both of the boys turned, and walked out of the common room, down to the great hall. They saw Hermione and sat down beside her.

"Hello Hermione." said Ron, still smiling.

"No."

Harry and Ron looked at each other, quizzically.

"You don't even know what I'm going to ask yet!" exclaimed Harry.

"Yes, I do." she replied. "And I'm not going to this weekend thing of Fred and George's."

"Please, please, please." begged Ron, shamelessly.

"It's ridiculous, they're going to get in so much trouble."

"Not if we don't get caught my dear Hermione!" said Fred, as he and George slid into the vacant seats across from the golden trio. "I promise you, if you come-" he began.

"-It'll be worth your while." finished George.

After a good 20 minutes of convincing, Hermione eventually agreed to participate in the game. The twins leapt up when she finally said yes, clearly planning something from the glint in their eyes. Ron noticed this, and paled considerably.

"Boys" he said. "I need to talk to you. Alone." and with that, Ron dragged Fred and George out of the hall. Hermione and Harry just glanced at each other, and shrugged.

As the days passed until the Friday, the list in the dormitory of participating students grew and grew. According to Luna and Justin, the lists in the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw common rooms were also growing rapidly. Even if no Slytherin students showed up, which was unlikely, the twins would still have a huge turn out. The week continued, and the boys woke on Friday, excited that their dull and long wait was coming to an end.

"Oi!" yelled Ron. "Dean, Shay, Nev, get up, it's Friday!" Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnegan and Neville Longbottom woke up, angry at Ron, who had thrown pillows at them when they were being too slow. Suddenly though, the realisation of what day it was dawned on them. The five boys quickly got dressed, and packed a small bag for the weekend. When they arrived in the great hall, Ron and Harry immediately noticed the absence of Hermione.

"Where is she?" Ron voiced the question that Harry was wondering.

Hermione was, in fact, trapped in the girls dormitory by Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil.

"Guys, we are going to be late for transfiguration" mumbled Hermione for the fifth time that morning.

"Oh no you don't" scolded Lavender. "You said you had packed yesterday!"

"And I did" argued Hermione, but she was cut off by Parvati.

"Come on Hermione. You are spending the weekend with your 'mystery' crush, and you need to look SEXY. Not dressed in these AWFUL things." she finished, holding up Hermione's most comfortable pyjamas. And true, she was spending the weekend with her crush, but it wasn't who Parvati and Lavender thought it was. When in one game of truth or dare, she had mentioned having a crush on a Ginger, Parvati and Lavender had begun to name every Ginger boy they could think of. When they mentioned the Weasley twins, Hermione had blushed. But not because of the twin part. Because of the Weasley part. Now the girls were convinced that Hermione had a crush on one of the twins, despite how many times she denied it.

Finally, after 20 minutes of packing, the girls had decided that Hermione had a suitable wardrobe for the weekend. They all made their way down to the great hall, just in time to grab a slice of toast before running of to transfiguration.

For the golden trio, that day was slow and boring. Even Hermione couldn't help feeling excited but that didn't stop her from trying her best to get the boys to pay attention in class.

"Boys!" She hissed whilst they were in Potions.

"Granger." Snape's voice made them all jump. "Potter. Weasley. Pay attention. Or has the fame once again to your head Potter? Perhaps you would wish to come up and explain the properties of a forgetfulness potion to the class?"

"No." murmured Harry in reply.

"No SIR. Typical Potter arrogance. You learnt this in first year Potter, or at least everybody else did. Granger, put your hand down and stop being an insufferable know-it-all. 10 points from Gryffindor. Each." and with that, Professor Snape turned on his heels and returned to the top of the class. Ron tried to calm Harry who upon hearing Snape insult him and his father, had become furious. Hermione looked crest fallen, for she had in fact known the properties of a forgetfulness potion.

At 3 o'clock, there was a crowd of about 200 students waiting outside the room of requirement. Ron had managed to push his way to the front, and Hermione and Harry had followed. They passed many familiar faces, and Harry's heart leapt when he saw one group of girls. Sally, Isabel, Clara, Nina, Alicia, Maggie and Björk were a group of girls in their year. Maggie and Alicia were Hufflepuffs, Clara was a Slytherin, Isabel was a Gryffindor and Nina, Sally and Björk were all Ravenclaws. Despite this, these seven girls were the best of friends. They were always laughing at something or another, but unlike the stereotypical 'popular' group, they stuck together, through thick and thin. Sure they fought, but don't all sisters? Nothing did however, seem to be able to drive these girls apart. Maggie and Alicia were so unbelievably similar, both seemed the very definition of what a Hifflepuff was. Kind, loyal, and hard working. They also possessed the negative quality of the house, as they were both very naive. People would almost call them twins, if they didn't look so different. Maggie was tall, with long auburn hair, a small face and was thin. Alicia was not the shortest of the group, but still a little short. She had shoulder length hair, brown, with clear blue eyes. Despite this, they were known as the twins of the year, even more similar in personality than the actual twins of the year, Padma and Parvati. Clara was of average height, with long-ish dark brown curly hair. She had big eyes, which were quite amazing, and no one could ever tell exactly what colour they were. She was ambitious, loyal, and a rare Slytherin, in that she didn't posses the negative quality of prejudice. Isabel was the only Gryffindor, and the sorting hat had spent a good five minutes attempting to decide where to put her. Ravenclaw or Gryffindor? She and Hermione were very similar in that aspect, both rare Gryffindors who weren't rash, but still brave in a way that not many appreciated. She was the smallest of the group, with short brown hair, that was always perfect. Her eyes were stunning, and like Maggie was very thin. Nina, Sally and Björk were the Ravenclaws of the group. Nina was the tallest, with dark skin and long hair, such a dark brown some were convinced it was black. Her deep brown eyes were stunning, and was definitely the smartest of the group. She possessed a Ravenclaw mind, with wisdom, imagination, but not a huge amount of what one could call street smarts. Björk was about the same height as Alicia, with brown hair that she normally wore in a ponytail. She had green-y brown eyes, and was absolutely insane. In fact, only one person in the year was more insane than her. Sally. She was about as tall as Clara, with just beyond her shoulder frizzy brown hair. She was average looking. In fact, only one thing really made people remember her. Her loud personality. All of the girls believed firmly in equality, but woe betide you if you called somebody a mud-blood and Sally was around to hear it. She was also either very hyper, or very quiet. Around new people, she was shy and reserved. But, if she knew your name, it really didn't take long for you to realise she was loud! Anyway, introductions aside, Harry's heart leapt when he saw Nina. It always did when he thought of her. After that disastrous first date with Cho, he had realised that he liked someone else so much more. He'd just used her to hide his feelings from the little Ravenclaw that snuck up on his heart.

At about half three, Fred and George finally arrived. Dressed in some comical suits, they looked ecstatic, clearly looking forward to the weekend.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!" Fred and Georges amplified voices shocked the huge crowd. "Please make your way into the Room of Requirement quickly and quietly. Sit quick, before Um-Bitch comes along." this nickname induced some chuckles, and the students quickly followed the boys inside. Everyone sat down, and waited for the boys to explain what was going on, and how it would work.

"Alright." began Fred. "Here's how its going to work. 4th and 5th years are going to play together, and 6th and 7th years are going to as well. We, will be playing with the younger students, as if their is a problem, Lee will be able to fix it for the older students. Once we sit, there is no leaving until Monday morning. There are designated times, and during those designated times, NO ONE will leave their groups. You wouldn't be able to anyway." "So, we're going to give you all the choice, but only now." George continued. "Does anybody want to leave?". Unsurprisingly, nobody left.

Fred and George gave everyone 20 minutes to settle in, unpack and catch up with their friends. Eventually, everyone had settled down in two huge circles. The younger students sat on the left hand side of the room, the side nearest the lockers, but closest the bathrooms. While Harry and Hermione were talking to Dean and Seamus, Ron was a hundred miles away. In his mind, he was thinking about the bushy haired girl, who seemed to be the only thing occupying his thoughts, and had been for the past few months.

"Ahem ahem!" Fred and George were standing outside the circle, waiting for attention.

"Right, let's got through the rules!" said George. A gasp rang through the students, which was followed quickly by collective laugh. Rules? These twins never abided by the rules. "Don't forget though! Rules are there to be broken." and with that, George finished, clearly waiting for Fred to explain the rules to the students. Fred began to do exactly this.

"Right. Boys and girls, here is the amazing product that we have been working on for the past week. We would also like t apologise for the noise from our rooms for the past few nights, we've been working." and with that, Fred revealed a small, black rock. It was perfectly spherical, and about the size of a clenched fist. Students were looking at eachother, confused. What was so great about this? Fred and George merely laughed, and George took out his wand.

"Let the party begin" he murmured, tapping the rock. The rock expanded, growing bigger and bigger, until it was about the size of the sorting jar. It began to change colour, to a multitude of rainbow mixtures. There were three holes growing in it, and people got the feeling that these holes were extremely important. The two on either side looked about big enough to put your hand in. The one in the centre however was big, and seemed to shimmer and ooze magic.

"Right!" said Fred. "Everyone line up, you need to put you name in this ball. It will register you as a player, and this is how we're going to monitor the game. Warning though. Once your name goes in, you won't be able to stop playing. You also will have to tell the truth, or complete the dare, or suffer a huge punishment. Everybody clear?" all the students nodded, eager to start. "Right then!" said George. "Let's go!". And with that, the game begun.