I groaned as I heard Hermione and Ron arguing again. God! What is with those two? I walked out of my room over to the stairs to watch them. I was wearing this: /cgi/set?id=51100174 I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I turned and saw Harry. "Hey Harry. Come to see the show?" I asked. He chuckled. "Yeah. I heard some arguing so I came to investigate." We turned to see how long it would take for Ron and Hermione to notice that Harry was here. I groaned internally after two minutes. I pulled out my wand and tied Ron's shoelaces together. He started to walk away from Hermione when he tripped and fell. Scabbers fell out of his hands and Crookshanks jumped out of Mione's to chase after him. "I bet I know who did that," Harry said, showing his presence.

"Harry!" Ron exclaimed, standing up again. "Hey Ron, have a nice trip?" I asked, smirking. His eyes widened. "It was you!" he exclaimed. I nodded. "It sure was! Well, have a nice fall!" I told him before walking over to Fred and George. "That's not nice!" Ron exclaimed a few minutes later. I rolled my eyes. "He is so slow!" I whispered-yelled to Fred and George. "We know," they replied in unison. We looked over and saw Ron pull out the newspaper clipping from when they went to Egypt, including yours truly.

"Not flashing that clip again, are you Ron?" George asked. "I haven't shown anyone!" Ron countered. "No, not a soul! Unless you count Tom," Fred said. "The day maid," George listed. "The night maid," I added. "The cook," George said again. "That bloke who came to fix the toilet," Fred added. "And that wizard from Belgium!" I finished. Fred, George, and I sat down at the table and started talking about the joke shop they wanted to start since the end of last year. My idea, of course.

Flashback

"Nice idea for the end of the year prank," Fred whispered to me while looking at the Slytherin table. "Yeah, brilliant work!" George added. "Thanks. Now shush! I want to see the plan unfold!" I told them. We all kept shooting glances at the Slytherin table, ready for them to set off their own trap at the end-of-term feast. We used a charm that I found to be able to hear what they were saying. Nothing of interest so far. And then someone grabbed some toast. I elbowed Fred who, in turn, elbowed George to show him what was about to happen. "Here it comes!" I told them, and we covered our ears. "Pass the butter," the person said, triggering our trap. That was the magic phrase we came up with. We all smiled at what was about to happen.

There was a big boom and red and gold confetti shot out of the air, covering everyone sitting at their table to be absolutely covered in confetti and rainbow glitter. I had invented cans of confetti and glitter that would shoot out or explode when someone said the code phrase. Basically, you tell it what colors you want, and when the prank-ee says the magic phrase the prank-er told it, it would explode over the select target or targets. And since the Slytherins were our target, we made it explode in red and gold for Gryffindor. We also made it extremely sticky for them to get off. Only for the Slytherins though, everyone else need wash it off. "It was them!" one Slytherin yelled, standing up and pointing at Fred, George, and I. We stood up and bowed, while everyone but the Slytherins clapped for us.

"Well now we've just been found out," Fred said as we slowly made our way to the exit. "We have indeed dear twin. What do you suppose we do now, Magnolia?" George asked me. "I suggest we….RUN!" I yelled the last part. We ran towards the doors whilst everyone, excluding the Slytherins cheered for us. "Oh, almost forgot!" I said turning around. "GRYFFINDORS RULE!" I yelled, fistpumping the air. Then even more red and gold confetti and glitter exploded at our table. There were screams of surprise and enjoyment.

The twins and I took secret passageways up to the Gryffindor common room. There was one I was passage I was particularly proud of finding. It was a slide that leads to our common room that lands us perfectly on the couch. We have to be careful though; there were multiple times where we landed on the trio. They may be the Golden Trio, but we 3 are the Pranking Trio, or the Pranksters. We're known throughout the entire school; even the teachers know who we are. Me, academically and pranking. Fred and George, just pranking more or less.

We were sitting on the couch, still laughing about the prank and I was describing my handiwork, when I got an idea. "You know what you 3 should do?" I asked them. "What?" they responded. "Open a joke shop. You'd make one hell of a living from that," I said. "We should," George said. "Brilliant idea. Start in Diagon Alley, and then-""Maybe to Hogsmede!" I cut Fred off. After that we started talking about new pranks for next year and new inventions.

I laughed as I remembered the Slytherins faces when they were covered in confetti and glitter. "Good times we had last year, good times," I smiled. I looked over and saw Mr. Weasley talking to Harry. "What d'you think they're talking about?" I asked them, pointing to Harry and their dad. They shrugged. I sighed and took a drink of juice. "Maybe about Sirius Black," Fred suggested. I almost did a spit-take. "Sirius who-now?" I asked, my eyes wide. "Sirius Black. That man that escaped from Azkaban," George explained. "You haven't heard of him, Maggie?" Fred asked, surprised. "Maybe once or twice. But that last name thing is a weird coincidence. My last name is 'Black', his last name is 'Black', and I never knew my parents! Maybe he's my dad!" I joked. Fred and George laughed with me, but I had the oddest feeling that I could be right…..