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Fred leaned back on his broomstick and sighed contentedly, the scene running through his mind. ~~~~ Umbridge's beaver-like mug was fixed upon the twins. "You two" she hissed, "are about to learn what happens to wrongdoers in my school." Stupid prat. 'Oooo, I'm so scared." thought Fred bitterly. ~~~~ "Fred." said George. ~~~~ "You know what?" he said, smirking at her. "I don't think we are." "George," said Fred, turning to his twin, "I think we've outgrown full-time education." ~~~~` "Fred!" George intoned again. Fred ignored his other half and remained in this reverie, replaying the look on Umbridge's face a dozen times over. "FRED! WATCH OUT!" He snapped out of the memory just in time to see a large muggle water tower looming dangerously in front of him. "Aw crap!" he yelled, swerving to avoid it and getting swiped by tree branches in the meantime. "Owwww..." he intoned as the two continued riding. "It's your own fault." responded George. "Chocolate Frog?" "No thanks." "We'll be there in about an hour." said George.