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It's been an hour and 15 minutes since Fred and George came. During those precious minutes, they have been taking orders of Prank stuff.

During a 5 minute break, Harry took the opportunity to ask George something.

"Hey, um… since it was an accident you got here, how did Fred manage to grab the suitcase? I mean, it's not like he carries that suitcase of stuff everywhere."

"Actually, he carries it everywhere… even in the bathroom," he said disgusted, "I believe it's water proof. It contains every order we get."

"Oh… ok."

"Harry, I want you to have this," George said giving Harry a sample of the potion they were brewing before Hogwarts, "It might come in handy."

"Um… thanks," he said not knowing what to do with it. He figured he should probably give it to Hermione."

Meanwhile…

Ron was in his dormitory fidgeting with the twig he took from Dean Thomas before. He was starting to worry because Hermione and Draco weren't waking up… well, Hermione anyway. He doesn't give a damn about Draco. 'Oh man, I shouldn't have thrown that rock at her… what if she has amnesia? What if she doesn't wake up? What if she's having one of those eternal bleeding thing??' So many 'what if's' so little time… He grabbed one of those Every Flavored Beans and shoved one in his pie-hole. 'Eeeewww, slug flavor…' he thought wincing. He remembered in second year, when he had a wand problem… so many slugs…

"HI RON!!" Harry shouted entering the room. Ron nearly jumped out of his skin. "Harry!! Don't do that! You scared the daylights out of me!" he said putting a hand in his chest. He felt his heart pumping rapidly. "Harry! I swear!!" he said shaking his head.

"Why are you so jumpy?" Harry asked frowning.

"Hermione isn't awake yet. I think I killed her…" he said uncertainly.

"Nah, it'll take more than that to kill Hermione," Harry said calmly, "Come on, it's 5 minutes to lunch. They'll probably wake up tomorrow..." with that, the two strode off the room.

Great Hall, Griffindor lunch table

"Pass the salt, Harry," Ron said. As always, his plate was overflowing with food; fried chicken, blueberry muffins, more chicken, extra juicy streak, some vegetables, spaghetti, more chicken, and more muffins. No one had an idea why he needs the salt for. And as always, Harry didn't question Ron's crazy recipes.

"Here," he passed while swallowing some of the food in his mouth. It's amazing how he can still talk with clumps of food in there.

"Fanks," he muttered while eating the food. Ron poked Harry to get his attention. He then held up a hand meaning 'hold on, I have something to ask you'. When he finally swallowed the food, the asked "Are you sure Hermione won't find out about our plan? She always finds out, one way or the other," he said frowning at the horrible taste in his mouth.

"I don't know. But with the thing we're going to gain, it's worth it. Think about it…" he said imagining how miserable Draco's going to be. Hermione throwing darts at Malfoy's eyes while sleeping… he sighed dreamily, Ron raising an eyebrow.

"Okay… whatever you say," he said scooting away from Harry. Seriously, the look on his face was freaking Ron out.

"Fred! George!" Ron called. The twins were busy telling lame jokes but apparently cracking one side of the table up.

The two looked up and said to the others, "Wait a sec everyone... be right back." The two walk over to Ron and said "You rang?"

"Um… want to visit Hermione. And maybe bring them food. 'What am I saying?' I meant bring HER food. She might be hungry when she wakes up." he said thoughtfully.

"Ooooooooooo…" Fred teased, "Looks like our little Ronnikins has a little crush," the two cracked up.

"So what??" Ron said annoyed, "I'm sixteen for Pete's sake! Bring the food, guys. Come on!" He dragged Harry with him who happens to be flirting.

"Ron!!" Harry protested, "I was about score a date!!" He didn't care. The twin's brought some food.

Griffindor tower, boys' dormitory.

The four entered the dormitory where Hermione and Draco were sleeping. Harry was moping because of the loss of a date. Ron was fuming because of the 'little crush'. The twins were sniggering because they have an evil plan.

"Where's the food?" Ron demanded at the twins. George and Fred handed him 4 jars of honey. Ron didn't take them.

"That's the food you brought??" he said shrilly. "Why…why… that's bee food!"

"Fine." Fred said. He and George opened the four jars and poured two parts on Draco and Hermione's lower part of the body, and the other half on their heads; careful to not get any on the bed sheets and on their eyes.

"What are you guys doing?!?" Ron shrieked.

"Obviously, they are pouring honey on Malfoy and Hermione, Ron," Harry said in an irritated manner. He was still not over the date thing.

"Why?" he asked, not noticing the tone of Harry voice.

George answered this time, "We want them to take a bath."

"But they can't take a bath with those cuffs on them!" Ron protested blushing at the thought, "They have those things," he pointed at the cuffs.

The twins smiled, "That's the beauty of it,"

Hah! The twins have another evil plan! Aren't you guys glad I updated early?? Review this and all the other chapters if you don't mind. Byezz!!