Disclaimer: Harry Potter doesn't belong to me

Disclaimer: Harry Potter doesn't belong to me.

Up To Something

Well, November's here and my birthday is pretty soon. I should watch my back, there's no telling what Fred and George are going to pull on me.

I wonder where they are, actually. I should probably go look for them.

(End POV)

Fred was standing in a corridor outside the Great Hall, passing time before class. He looked around and decided to walk further down the hallway to see what he could mess up. As he did so, a smaller figure came around the corner and slammed right into him.

Brielle tumbled back. "Sorry Fred, didn't see you. Blimey, do you get taller by the minute?"

He laughed. "No, you're getting shorter."

"Maybe. What are you doing?" she asked suspiciously.

"I was looking for something to ruin but I decided it would be better if I didn't." He began to walk with her in the direction he'd just come from. "You seen George?"

Brielle shook her head. "Not as of yet. We'll find him eventually though."

Fred cast his gaze around the Entrance Hall, his eyes landing on his little brother and his friends. "Hey, there's Ron," he said absently. Brielle, however, looked a little more closely.

There was something odd about Ron's face. About all of their faces, really. They had this look as they spoke. Brielle knew that look. It was the look Fred and George got when they were planning.

"They're up to something," she said.

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A/N: Really really really short, sorry!!