Fred let out a huge sigh of relief as he lay down on one of the beds in the guest room.
"Never thought I'd be this grateful to have a mattress."
"Or a shower!" George yelled from the bathroom.
George walked out of the shower and put his pajamas on.
"We're pretty lucky they captured us in our pajamas huh?" He called out.
The only response he got was a loud snoring. George laughed in himself. But that laugh ended quickly when he got the bindings off his head.
The wound was just as worse as that one night he spend in the bathroom in The Burrow. He held a towel under a stream of cold water and pressed it against the side of his head. He had to use a sleeve to bite on to prevent himself from screaming.
George walked into the guestroom and almost burst out in laughing. Fred had fallen asleep on top of his bed without even going under the blankets. But that was not all, his mouth was wide open and a mosquito was hovering in and out his mouth caused by Fred's loud breathing.
I really shouldn't….but it would be the best prank in a long time. No Fred and I made a pact, to never prank on each other. But what if there is no one else to prank…?
George shook the idea of putting a prank on Fred out of his head and carefully shove the blankets over his brother before crawling into his own bed.
You see, will never grow up! If only mum could see me now!
And with that thought George Weasley closed his eyes and fell asleep, making the exact same snoring sound as his twin.