"George, did you see that?"

"Yeah, it is so unfair!"

"I know right."

It was after DADA, or Haikus, and Fred and George were furious with Tammy Atkins' little "incident". How could she make fun of muggles and Harry Potter in the same sentence? The twins would be jealous of her ability if it'd been used for good. But the real problem was how she got off with nothing, while George had detention from something so minor, it could've gone unnoticed in another teacher's class, like Flitwick or Binns. So, that explains why Fred and George are waiting outside to 'accidentally overhear' what happened to Atkins.

Then it happened. Tammy Atkins opened the door. Fred nearly shot 'Avada Kedavra' at her with fury, but George held his twin back. They couldn't miss their lone opportunity. Atkins went to join her BFF, Julietta McCoy, and they walked to the Great Hall for lunch. Fred and George followed but made sure their eavesdropping was undetectable.

"Julietta, guess what?"

"What is it, Tammy? You sound really excited!"

"Professor Elliott, well, s-she's a Death Eater!"

"Sweet-o!"

"IKR! OMG! Haha!"

Girly-girl, thought Fred.

"She only punished Weasley," Tammy continued on as if George was nothing but a house-elf, "because she needs revenge on anyone who was in the Order."

"Well then, we were right! Elliott does rock!" Julietta sounded like she was about to burst.

"Hey, you know the Dark Lo- OMG!"

"Wha- OMG! Weasleys are following us!"

The Slytherin girls sounded as if they were about to die.

"What makes you think we're following you?" asked George as innocently as he could.

"Well, you're only fifteen feet behind us!" the girls bellowed together.

"So, there isn't enough room here for everyone to be a hundred feet apart, unless I'm mistaken? Am I blind, Julietta? Tammy? Blind?" Fred was an excellent threat-giver.

"Not the point. The corridor is empty anyways. So, Tammy, shall we consult Aimey? After all, our friend is excellent at memory wiping spells." threatened Julietta.

"McCoy."

"My name's Julietta, Freddyrick."

"Shut up, call my brother and I by our real names, and I might not unleash the killing curse on you and your little 'friends'."

"Stupefy!"

"Expelliarmus!" George was practically forgotten after the fight, so he was in a good position to defend his brother.

"Oi! What're ya'll doin'?" It was Aimey. And Percy. What the…?

"Hey, Percy, why're you with Aimey?" Fred made sure to use his most disgusting vomiting sound directly after Aimey's name.

"We're not together, what're you mental?"

"Sorry, Tontinn, but I need to ask for my dear older brother's confirmation."

"George, of course we're not together!" Percy sounded quite exasperated.

"Well, lets go gals. LOL!" Nothing was more annoying than a chorus of Julietta, Tammy, and Aimey's high, singsong voices.

"Well, I must be off as well. See you later, Gred. Forge."

"Haha, later Perce," Fred said, as George was laughing too hard for words.

It took only another minute to reach the Great Hall from the corridor they were in, but Fred and George figured it was safer to keep their distance from McCoy, Tontinn, and Atkins, so they waited for about two minutes. Just enough to keep their distance, but not enough for Snape or Elliott to suspect them of whatever Peeves was doing right then.

"Hey, George, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, you just did, but I don't mind another."

"Haha. Yeah. Ok, so anyway. My question."

"Er, right. So, what is it?"

"F-fred? Your, um, q-ques-ti-tion?"

"Stutterer, huh? K, well, um, I, I, w-wanted to ask y-you something."

"UGGG I know that. Fred. WHAT!"

"Well, I, um, think that the girls are going to t-tell Elliott about what we d-did. And she is already quite a-awful. S-so, will you, uh, tell me if s-she does anything t-t-t-to y-you? P-please?" Fred seemed as if he was on the verge of tears. This shocked George, so he took a few minutes to answer.

"Fred? Please, don't c-cry. Of course I'd tell you. When have I ever lied to you?" George was slightly hurt, but didn't want to admit it.

"Never. Of course, never have you lied. It's me that has. I just don't want a repeat of the time when that seventh year, Johnny Curtis, was bullying me and I didn't tell you."

"Oh, Fred, that's right. But don't worry. I swear I'll tell you everything that happens."

"Great. I l-love you, Gred."

"Haha, Forge. So, isn't this pumpkin juice scrumptious?"

"Um, a little off topic, George, but, you're right, it most certainly is."

"You know who made it?"

"Well, a house-elf, of course."

"No, specifically, Fred."

"Oh. No, why?" Has George lost his marbles?, he wondered.

"Well, it was the new house-elf. From the last descendent of Helga Hufflepuff, Lora Leigh Davies. His name's Tee-yor-din. Spelt T-y-d-o-r-n. I think. Haha."

"Ok. So?"

"That house elf is special Fred."

"Oh my Merlin, have you lost your marbles?"

"No. Tydorn is special because he destroyed the 'Gunthvamp' curse. Y'know, the one that turns people into vampires."

"Oh. What are you, a NEWT student or something?"

"No, but-"

"Dude. Have you had any Polyjuice Potion?"

"Course not." George couldn't hide his hurt this time.

"What is your problem? I-" But Fred was interrupted. Quite loudly too, I may add. George just couldn't stop it. He was bawling his eyes out. Fred couldn't pretend he didn't cause it, because everyone nearby was eavesdropping when Fred accidentally spoke his mind.

"G-george?"

*sniff* "W-what?" His tone was very sharp, so Fred was caught off guard.

"I-I didn't mean what I s-said. It j-just slipped out." A few tears were starting to fall from Fred's eyes as well, he just couldn't hide it this time.

"Fred, if I wasn't inseparable from you, I'd never believe that r-ridiculous story. I know you m-meant it though I hate the t-thought. That's why I'm c-crying. But I love you, Fred. I forgive you. And maybe I just won't play another 'smarty-pants' joke as long as I live."

"George! That was b-beautif-ful. I-I know I sound girly saying that. Anyway, that was a joke? I'm so sorry, it's all my f-fault. I was upset, and couldn't take a j-joke for a moment." Fred half-sobbed.

"T-thanks. You don't sound like a girl, be real. And, our promise? About the uh, you-know-what-I'm-talking-about? It's still on. I'll tell you everything." Oops. George was supposed to keep that a secret.

As George was about to say sorry, he was interrupted.

"K, sappy stuff-away. It's just not you guys, ya know?" Percy could be so annoying at times.

"Perce, mind your own bloody bus-"

"Do NOT say the b word."

"Sorry. Anyway, mind your own b-word," oy vey, thought Percy, "business you, you, mud blood!"

"GEORGE WEASLEY DO NOT LET ME HEAR THAT WORD COME OUT OF YOUR MOUTH AGAIN! ESPECIALLY WHEN TALKING TO A PURE BLOOD LIKE ME!" Percy was clearly about to blow up.

"Fine then, mom. You're nothing but a blood traitor, anyway."

"MOM IS GOING TO HEAR ABOUT THIS!" Percy screamed, before breaking a chandelier in half with rage.

"Aquamenti!"

"FRED!"

"What, Perce, I just thought you should cool off a bit." said Fred. Immediately, before having a chair thrown at his face, he and George bolted for their dormitory.