A.N.: Y'argh, maties, it be me again. So I wrote this one as the original chapter 1, but whatever, sounds good as chapter two. Oh! Before I forget! I always seem to be at a loss for inspiration, so while you review (I can't believe it either! I'm actually telling you to review!) how 'bout you drop me some hints as to what you'd like to see in a future chapter. Just like anything. Like 'fish eat cat', or 'Ron in diapers'.

Disclaimer: Yeah, I can't believe I'm not JKR. Sucks, doesn't it?


Fred got out of bed but quickly fell back down. "Woah," he muttered, holding his throbbing head in his hands. "What the hell happened last night?"

"I'm not surprised you don't remember," whispered a dreamy voice behind him. Fred turned to see who it was. He stumbled off the bed in shock. Luna laughed. "The amount of alcohol you ingested last night really was impressive, " she said in her sing-song voice, eyes glazed. "You were a lot of fun." She left him on the floor and walked right out like nothing happened. Fred followed her with his eyes, horrified at what was implied. George appeared in the open doorway.

"So you're up," chuckled George.

"Yeah," mumbled Fred. "What was Luna doing in here?"

"You mean you don't remember?" asked George, leaning casually in the doorframe. "Doesn't surprise me, really." Then he laughed some more. Fred, having enough, got up and headed for the kitchen. He was surprised to see that everyone was up and dressed. Even Ron and Harry, who normally slept until early afternoon. He checked his watch and was surprised to see it was only eight o'clock. When all the Weasleys, Harry, Hermione, Luna, Neville and a whole bunch of Order members saw him, they all turned away, trying unsuccessfully to hide their laughter.

"What? What's so funny?" he asked, annoyed. At this they couldn't hold it in. They let their laughs echo through the house. "Fine! I'm going for a walk!" And twin number one left through the kitchen door, leaving a bunch of Order members as well as the Weasleys wiping their tears of laughter.

"So George, what really happened to Fred last night?" asked Ron, curious as to why George had asked them to pretend it was really embarrassing.

"Nothing," George shrugged. "I just wanted to piss him off after he got drunk and hit on me." And twin number two left through the kitchen door, leaving a bunch of Order members as well as the Weasleys looking bewildered and with an odd loss of appetite.