Mischief Managed
(A/N) This is my first fan fiction, and my first time attempting a humor story! Please review, and be brutally honest if you have to :)
"Fred, we have, once again, outdone ourselves."
"I reckon you're right, George, Zonko's will be out of business in no time."
Fred and George were in the empty Gryffindor common room, beaming in admiration at their newest invention: Time-Turning Tablets. Turn back time to be in two places at once. Double the Trouble, Double the Fun!
"Now all we need are willing testers," said Fred turning to George, his eyes twinkling.
"Are you saying we should send some to Percy and tell him they're tablets guaranteed to make you Minister of Magic in 3 to 7 days? Maybe it would send him a million years back in time and make him get eaten by a Norwegian Ridgeback. Mum would have a fit." said George, an identical mischievous grin forming on his freckled face.
"Or we can send them to Malfoy," Fred added, "Tell him that they'll shrink abnormally large heads-"
"Or Snape!" said George excitedly, "Will wash your hair once every decade to make it look cleaner than it does now."
Fred and George spent a couple minutes imagining who else they could trick into buying one of their Time-Turning Tablets. Then, a door opened and it was none other than-
"Ron!" exclaimed Fred and George at the same time. They made to hide the tablets from Ron's view, but Ron was too quick for them.
"What are those supposed to be?" asked Ron suspiciously, pointing to the now bulging pockets of Fred and George.
"They – er – they make you -"
"They make you actually able to catch the Quaffle in Quidditch," said Fred coldly, "We've been developing them just for you, little brother."
Ron scowled at them. "Fine, I won't ask but you better not let Hermione see them."
As Ron stalked away, George muttered, "Reckon he's right. We should test them now before The Bushy Head of Doom comes in."
Fred took great care to take out the tablets. "Let's just try going back in time for five minutes," he said, "Just to see if they work okay."
George nodded, and Fred handed one to him solemnly.
They swallowed them at the same time. It was a most curious sensation, nothing like Apparating or traveling by Floo Powder. Every one of their molecules seemed to detach itself from one another, and began to swirl away through a tunnel of color and sound.
They landed with a hard thump on the ground, their skin still tingling from having been separated. Fred looked up and saw with shock that this wasn't the Gryffindor Common Room. Well, it was but it was different somehow.
The armchairs were not quite as old looking, they had less tears than the ones he remembered. The carpet was softer and fluffier, there were different signs on the bulletin board, and the stone walls weren't as cracked as they used to be.
"Where are we?" he asked George getting up from the floor.
"Fred," said George's voice from the other side of the room, "where are our clothes?"
(A/N) Okay, rereading it now it wasn't that funny, but it will get funnier in later chapters, I promise! Reviews?
