House: Gryffindor

Year: Head

Category: Drabble

Prompt: [Object] A School Desk

Word Count: 285

Muggle Methodology

"This may just be the greatest idea you've ever had, brother mine."

"A ludicrous statement. We both know the greatest idea I ever had was the vomiting spider."

Fred took a step back to admire his handy work. Above him, a teacher's desk hung from the ceiling, suspended by chains. It was hard to see from the ground, being mostly concealed in the shadows of the rafters. "Beautiful."

George stepped back next to him. "A work of art," he agreed.

It really was. In order to ensure they couldn't be caught, the two had planned this particular prank without using a touch of magic. The desk had been raised manuely, the chains stolen from Filch, and even the thin trip wire strung along the ground beneath it had been placed by hand.

"Right good of Professor Burbage to slip us that book on Muggle pranks, wasn't it?" Fred asked brightly.

"We can't forget good old Hermione's advice, either," George added. "Never would have gotten the point of pulleys without her."

"Shall we go, then?" Fred questioned brightly, offering his brother his arm.

"I think we shall," George replied, taking his brother's arm with an exaggerated bow. The two of them mockingly swaggered out the door. "When exactly is the toad's next class, anyways?"

"Oh, half and hour from now or so," Fred recalled. "Plenty of time to establish an alibi. And I think that little prank should make Harry's day!"

(And, thirty-two minutes later, when an irate Professor Umbridge tripped the wire while searching for her desk (and promptly discovered both her desk's location and the fact that most of her students were not interested in running particularly quickly to the hospital wing), it did.)