Writers block is going away a bit. :) But I'm not all that great at thinking of ideas for this story... So if anyone has an idea of what the Weasley twins could do for a prank in their first year, if you could tell me that'd be great. :)

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"I am your new Defence against the Dark Arts teacher. You will call me ma'am, Professor, or Professor O, at all times. I spent the last ten years in the muggle navy, I don't give out my real name. In this class you will not do magic unless I give you permission, you will not leave unless I give you permission, and you will not speak unless I give you permission. Do you understand me?"

The class muttered yes. "I said do you understand me?"

As one, the class sighed and said, "Yes we understand you."

"The Defence against the Dark Arts teacher last year was Professor Quirrell. He took a two year absence to travel. Learn more. I'm sure the new teacher is more then up to the job."

"I'm telling you Perce, she's evil! Angie Wiebe sneezed when she was in the middle of the lecture and she gave her detention for two weeks. She got back at three in the morning crying, O made her run laps around the school for six hours!"

"Angie must have been exaggerating. I'm sure she's a perfectly fine teacher, I have her next class. I have Defence Against the Dark Arts next, so I really must be going..."

The twins exchanged looks while their older brother left the table to get to class. Twenty minutes early. His seat was taken by a first year Gryffindor with dreadlocks who they had seen in their dorm and the common room. His name was Lee Jordan.

"So what're you going to do about O?" the twins exchanged another look, "I was sitting right over there," he pointed to a place two seats away, "...And you were talking loudly..."

The twins next class with 'the O' as she had been dubbed by most Gryffindors, passed with only one more detention being given out. The other students seemed to think that was an all time low for her. The detentions with Filch were over, seeing as the dungeon had been fully rebuilt, and they couldn't trace the stink pellet back to the Weasleys. The lack of detentions and homework resulted in something that almost never turned out well for other people, the Weasley twins had free time.

"But where is her office?"

"No one seems to know... All of the detentions she's given out were outside. How are we supposed to blow up her office if she won't tell us where it is!?"

"Okay, so we set off a dungbomb in every hall until we find the one her office is in."

"What could possibly go wrong?"

"That's what could possibly go wrong, George," said Fred brightly after Ms Norris had happened to be walking by the first hall they sat off a dungbomb in.

She meowed and Filch came running, "Good job my sweet, found the little pukes," Filch walked up to the twins, "Why did all the explosions start when you lot came?"

"I'm not sure,"

"You should have someone look into that," said George.

"I think we've been framed," said Fred.

Filch led them to his office, muttering all the way about how much better Hogwarts would be without all the complications... Like students. They made it to his office and Filch went to the filing cabinet behind his desk while the twins sat down. "Names: Fred and George Weasley. Offence: Use and possession of a banned object & befouling the castle. Suggested punishment--"

But the twins never got to hear the punishment Filch was suggesting for them, (it had something to do with hanging from their toes on the astronomy tower) because at that moment, they spotted something that would change their lives forever.

Or at least for the next few days... And what was this god-like discovery you ask? It was a drawer in Filches file cabinet. A drawer labelled 'Dangerous Objects'.

Eventually Filch led them back to the Gryffindor common room as it was after curfew and it's not like there were many other people particularly inclined to sneak out of bed and set off a dungbomb, now where there?

The twins headed to their dorm, pausing to drag Lee Jordan away from his Potions essay due the next day. He was their newly appointed 'partner in crime'.

"Did it ever occur to you to just leave it alone?" asked some random roommate of theirs, he's not really important though so we won't talk about him after this.

"Just leave it?" asked Lee incredulously.

"Blasphemy!" yelled both twins at once.