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All to quickly they stood in front of Dumbledore's study. George gave the brass knocker one sharp tap and the door swung open. The two stepped in apprehensively and spotted Dumbledore sitting at his desk looking at them over his half-moon spectacles. He motioned towards two chairs in front of his desk and the Weasleys quickly sat.
Dumbledore: Fred, George (he nods at them in turn). How are you?
Fred and George: Fine
Dumbledore: That's good because I have some unfortunate business to discuss with you concerning Mr. Malfoy's little accident.
Fred: Sure, anything.
George: Just know we didn't do anything.
Dumbledore: Your innocence in the matter is exactly what I called you here to talk about. I just spoke with Miss Parkinson. She told me that when she went into the dormitory, she found these hairs on the floor beside Mr. Malfoy's bed. (he holds up the corked bottle of hair)
George: W-well, how would anyone know that that was ours?
Fred: (nods)
Dumbledore: Pansy performed the Conjuctivitusmute Charm and found the DNA a perfect mach to yours.
Fred: Of c-course she would have been mistaken! We were soundly asleep in our dorm the night that happened!
George: Yeah, she's probably just making all this up to get us in trouble.
Dumbledore: I don't know, boys. She seemed to be pretty sure…but if you didn't do it…
Fred: That's right…we didn't have a thing to do with it.
George: Yep.
Dumbledore: Then you may go. If you are sure…
Fred nodded and he and George quickly exited the room. That had been extremely close.
Professor Dumbledore closed the door after Fred and George with a twinkle in his eye. He remembered how it was to be young, and to have fun. He was sure that the Weasley twins would be sure to confess because of guilt.
Fred: Phew! That sure was a close one.
George: I feel kinda bad about lying to Dumbledore.
Fred: Well, what else could we do? Turn ourselves in? That would mean mum and dad finding out, and the only helpful thing in Bill's letter was to remember not to let them fine out.
George: I guess your right…
Harry, Ron, and Hermione turn the corner and end up in the corridor next to Fred and George.
Harry: I still wonder why I was called up to the office. It's not like I had anything to do with it.
Hermione: Well, Harry, you are one of Malfoy's enemies, so that's probably why they talked to all of us. They were just trying to figure out who could have pulled the prank.
Fred: Could you talk any louder?
Ron: Sorry, Fred, George, didn't see you there.
Harry: Did you have to go see Dumbledore, too?
George: We did, as a matter of fact. And we told him are innocent. And even if we weren't, innocent until proven guilty, right? Or can that example apply here? Is it just an American thing?
Fred: Shut up! We must be going. Got to owl….
George: I didn't know we had to owl anyone….
Fred: (pokes George in the ribs) Of course we do; we need to order some more stuff from Zonko's.
George: Oh… (blank stare on his face)
They went to the library and write another letter. This time they wrote it to Lucius Malfoy.
Dear Mr. Malfoy,
We have some news regarding the incident your son was in. So we pulled the prank. It was pretty funny. I hope you know that we would have done it to you, too. So no need to feel jealous. Well, we hope that Draco feels better (not really). By the way, you won't know who we are.
Sincerely,
P.P.
Professional Pranksters
They sent the letter. They decided to go to the Great Hall to get some food. They were after all growing boys who needed their food.
George: Fred!!!!
Fred: George!!!!!
George: We performed the charm before we left the dormitory. Remember? The one that removes all evidence of us being there?
Fred: No, George. We unfortunately only did the charm on Snape's door.
George: Oh, right. (gives the ground a stormy look)
Fred: What are we going to do?
George: Well, wait until this blows over, I guess.
Over at St. Mungo's, the mediwizards we having an extremely hard time trying to unstuck the joke things from Draco Malfoy's face
Mediwizard: Hold still, Draco. This won't hurt a bit.
Unfortunately, the mediwizard lied. He gave the clown nose a huge tug and Draco came with it. He cried out sharply in pain and the mediwizard let go.
Mediwizard: I'm so sorry! Please let me try again…(begins reaching for Draco's nose)
Draco: (backs up to the far end of the bed) No way. This is my nose and I'd really appreciate keeping it. Even if I do have to have this stupid thing on it for the rest of my existence.
Lucius: Let me try.