A/n Ok some people said asking for five reviews was a little much, but that
is the only way I can get reviews. I read fanfiction very little yet I have
still given 105 reviews. This chapter will be longer; I have a master plan
in store for this story. Let's say now enters Fred and George gotta love
them.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. J.K Rowling does. I am not here for
I am not married, pregnant, or rich. If I were her the fifth book would be
out.
The Red haired girl and the Boy-Who-lived stood tentatively outside the twin's door. They heard a loud thud, and then a large boom from the room. They stared at each other anticipating that the other would knock. " Are you going to knock?" Ginny asked looking at Harry. "They are your brothers," He replied rather quickly. "But they like you better," Ginny said her bottom slightly out like a pitiful little puppy dog. " Ok, I'll do it," Harry said raising his hand to the door, and knocking quite loudly. The door was quickly answered. "It's our little love birds," Fred said laughingly. " You better not be imagining our little sister in a towel, Harry," George said winking, as both Harry and Ginny quickly blushed from head to toe. " Come in to humble our abode," Fred said ushering them in. They walked in eyeing all the ingredients, and products spread across the room. Their supply of ingredients was greater then Snape's personal collection. "I wonder why you don't do better in potion's" Ginny remarked. George rolled his eyes. Harry sat very rigid on Fred's bed afraid of moving. " Here have one of theses,"Fred offered Harry a piece of candy. Harry eyed,and quickly pocketed it. You never know when it would come in handy. " We want to ask of you two a favor," Harry said. " Anything for our best customer," Fred replied. " You two need to do something about Ron and Hermione," Ginny said looking at a piece of candy. " Yes, we have been planning something for while, but we will need your help," George said with a mischievous look in his eyes. The four of then quickly started to put their plan into action.
Mean while in Ginny's room the bushed hair girl had her nosed buried deeply into a book. She was unable to concentrate. How was she ever going to her homework done? Why did that bloody red head of a friend have to bring up Krum? She guessed the only thing Ron's head was good for was to grow hair on. She had told him this summer that Krum and her were over with. Yes, she still kept in touch with him, but it was nothing more then friendship. Krum was a good guy; he was the first guy to notice her for what she was. She doubted Ron would ever notice she was even a girl. Though she had caught him a few times glancing at her. She hit her head on the book. Why couldn't Ron notice that she like him? He was so stupid. She glanced at the clock beside her it was late. She pulled her pajamas on, and brushed her teeth for two minutes as her parents had always told her too. Ginny still was not in the room yet; she was too tired to worry about right. Maybe Harry finally came to his senses and was snogging her somewhere. She always thought he was quicker then Ron. Hermione head hit her pillow and her last thought was if only Ron would come to his senses.
In Ron's room he was reading through a Quitidittch magazine. He could not understand why Hermione was still writing to the bloody prat, Krum. He thought that they were over with. He did not like him in the first place. Hermione said Krum and her were just friends. Ron did not believe her. Bloody hell, did she not realize that he liked her? She had caught him a few times staring at her. He just had not gotten the courage to ask her out. He had been knocked out by a giant chess set, and faced a troll in his first year, but he could not face her. He yawned loudly, and wondered where Harry was. He better not be snogging his sister anywhere. He fell asleep dreaming about snogging Hermione.
Ginny slowly opened the door to her room, careful not to wake the sleeping Hermione. She smiled; Hermione has no clue what was going to happen tomorrow.
Harry stepped into Ron's room, removing his invisibility cloak and slipped into his bed. He grinned at Ron; he was in for a surprise tomorrow. Harry guessed one, which he had wanted for a long time.
Fred and George smiled in their sleep of tomorrow's great prank.
A/n Well that is the end of this chapter, and the next chapter will be about the Great prank of all pranks. Please review!
The Red haired girl and the Boy-Who-lived stood tentatively outside the twin's door. They heard a loud thud, and then a large boom from the room. They stared at each other anticipating that the other would knock. " Are you going to knock?" Ginny asked looking at Harry. "They are your brothers," He replied rather quickly. "But they like you better," Ginny said her bottom slightly out like a pitiful little puppy dog. " Ok, I'll do it," Harry said raising his hand to the door, and knocking quite loudly. The door was quickly answered. "It's our little love birds," Fred said laughingly. " You better not be imagining our little sister in a towel, Harry," George said winking, as both Harry and Ginny quickly blushed from head to toe. " Come in to humble our abode," Fred said ushering them in. They walked in eyeing all the ingredients, and products spread across the room. Their supply of ingredients was greater then Snape's personal collection. "I wonder why you don't do better in potion's" Ginny remarked. George rolled his eyes. Harry sat very rigid on Fred's bed afraid of moving. " Here have one of theses,"Fred offered Harry a piece of candy. Harry eyed,and quickly pocketed it. You never know when it would come in handy. " We want to ask of you two a favor," Harry said. " Anything for our best customer," Fred replied. " You two need to do something about Ron and Hermione," Ginny said looking at a piece of candy. " Yes, we have been planning something for while, but we will need your help," George said with a mischievous look in his eyes. The four of then quickly started to put their plan into action.
Mean while in Ginny's room the bushed hair girl had her nosed buried deeply into a book. She was unable to concentrate. How was she ever going to her homework done? Why did that bloody red head of a friend have to bring up Krum? She guessed the only thing Ron's head was good for was to grow hair on. She had told him this summer that Krum and her were over with. Yes, she still kept in touch with him, but it was nothing more then friendship. Krum was a good guy; he was the first guy to notice her for what she was. She doubted Ron would ever notice she was even a girl. Though she had caught him a few times glancing at her. She hit her head on the book. Why couldn't Ron notice that she like him? He was so stupid. She glanced at the clock beside her it was late. She pulled her pajamas on, and brushed her teeth for two minutes as her parents had always told her too. Ginny still was not in the room yet; she was too tired to worry about right. Maybe Harry finally came to his senses and was snogging her somewhere. She always thought he was quicker then Ron. Hermione head hit her pillow and her last thought was if only Ron would come to his senses.
In Ron's room he was reading through a Quitidittch magazine. He could not understand why Hermione was still writing to the bloody prat, Krum. He thought that they were over with. He did not like him in the first place. Hermione said Krum and her were just friends. Ron did not believe her. Bloody hell, did she not realize that he liked her? She had caught him a few times staring at her. He just had not gotten the courage to ask her out. He had been knocked out by a giant chess set, and faced a troll in his first year, but he could not face her. He yawned loudly, and wondered where Harry was. He better not be snogging his sister anywhere. He fell asleep dreaming about snogging Hermione.
Ginny slowly opened the door to her room, careful not to wake the sleeping Hermione. She smiled; Hermione has no clue what was going to happen tomorrow.
Harry stepped into Ron's room, removing his invisibility cloak and slipped into his bed. He grinned at Ron; he was in for a surprise tomorrow. Harry guessed one, which he had wanted for a long time.
Fred and George smiled in their sleep of tomorrow's great prank.
A/n Well that is the end of this chapter, and the next chapter will be about the Great prank of all pranks. Please review!