Alright, we're back again!

Yes, well now you all know why we fear Filch so much!

Yeah, actually George, I couldn't sleep last night because of it.

Are you serious? That's horribly pathetic.

Thank you Mr. Sympathy. And I'll remind you that I was the one to see the tights, not you.

What color were they?

White.

Ewww, that's disgusting!

Yeah, almost as disgusting as you writing in our book, Ickle Ronnykins.

Hey George, that hurts

Good.

Mother of all prats...

Excuse me?

You're the one writing in OUR story! And I'll remind you that the only prat in the family is Percy

Oh yeah, ol' Weatherbee

Hey George, d'you reckon we ought to dedicate a chapter to ol' Perce?

I don't see why not...

Mr. Quacks

"Morning y'all," Fred said cheerfully, "It's 6am, everyone up!"

"Fred," Lee yawned, "It's Saturday. Go back to bed."

Fred frowned. "Don't tell me you two forgot about Operation Rubber Ducky?"

"Come again?"

"George, you moron," Fred hissed, "Don't you remember that today we were planning to wake up early so we could sneak into Snape's bedroom and turn him into a plastic duck?"

George smiled mischievously as he jumped out of bed, "Of course! Well c'mon what are we waiting for?"

"Lee, are you going to come?" Fred asked

"Sure. I wouldn't miss Snape turning into a bathtub toy for the world." And with that, the three of them ran out of the dormitory and through the common room, when suddenly George bumped into Percy.

"Watch it!" Percy snapped as the mug of coffee he was holding spilt all down his shirt.

"Sorry Perce, didn't see you," George replied

"George, you're a bloody idiot!" Percy yelped as the coffee burned him, "I have a date with Penelope Clearwater today, and now I'm going to have to take a bath." Percy angrily marched up to his dorm while the twins and Lee continued down to the dungeons to finish Operation Rubber Ducky.

"Sheesh, what's eating him?" George said hotly

"Dunno, he's proably just upset because he has to clean himself."

"Okay, here we are," Lee said nervously as they approached an enormous door with a painting of a man breast-feeding a baby. "This painting is so wrong."

"I don't know about you guys," Fred announced, "But I'm a little nervous to see what's inside this room."

"Password?" the painting asked

"Goths rule." The portrait swung open, revealing a very cramped room with a moth-eaten mattress on the floor. On the mattress was Snape, dressed in Stuff by Hilary Duff pajamas.

"Okay boys," Fred laughed, "Let's do it now."

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"Stupid little brothers," Percy muttered to himself as he let the water run in the bathtub, "why couldn't I be an only child? Anyway, must hurry, can't keep Penelope waiting. Oh no! WHERE'S MISTER QUACKS?" Percy yelled as he ran out of the bathroom. Then he spotted Fred, George and Lee coming back through the portrait holding a rubber duck.

"There you are!" Percy shouted, "Give me back Mr. Quacks, now."

Fred looked confused. George and he had burned Mr. Quacks months ago for an experiment with rubber. "Uh, Percy, this isn't Mr. Quacks."

"Oh, be quiet, of course it is," Percy said forcefully as he grabbed the duck out of Fred's hands and ran into the bathroom and shut the door. From inside they heard Percy get into the bath and start saying things like 'Mr. Quacks! Stop it! That tickles'.

"I don't think he knows that he's taking a bath with Snape," George said thoughtfully, "Should we tell him?"

"Nah, he'll find out sooner or later."

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