This is my first song fic, so go easy on me. I tried to make it funny, I hope you like it. I all about making people laugh and smile with my stories. Enjoy!
The twins, Fred and George, were at it again. They would "accidentally" hit Marcus Flint on the head with their Beater's bats during Quidditch.
"Fred, I mean George. No, George, I mean Fred. I mean, whichever Weasley Twin hit him, I want to see you after the game!" Madame Hooch would yell.
Home life was the same. One summer day when Ginny least expected it, they stuck a huge frog in Ginny's bed. That night when Ginny when to bed, she screamed. No, she squealed and Percy snitched.
"AHHHH!" Ginny squealed.
"They did it." Percy pointed at Fred and George.
"Did not!"
"Did so!"
"Did not!"
"Did s-"
"Boys, Stop it!" Mrs. Weasley raised her voice often.
At Hogwarts again, pranks continued. They would put slugs in the Second Year boys' shoes and watch their faces when the stepped on them.
"Yuck!" Seamus grimaced.
"Uhh," Harry groaned.
"Why me? Why is it always me?" Neville would frown.
It never ended! They ran through the Hogwarts pranking everyone. When I say everyone, I mean everyone. You could be sure that some people were pretty upset. Fred put tacks on Snape's desk chair and somebody always saw him. Every day that he played the joke, he would get detention that night.
"WHO DID THIS?" Snape yelled.
"Professor, Fred Weasley did it." Andrea Penderson, a Slytherin girl, would say." I saw him do it when I was working very hard to finish my potion."
She smiled arrogantly.
"Snitch!" George said.
"Detention, both of you Weasley's, tonight!"
George would dip girls' pigtails and braids in ink. If they didn't have braids, he would tie knots, tangle, or put things in their hair.
"What did you do to my hair?" Angelina scowled.
"Nothing," George answered innocently. "Why do you always assume it's me? Other people can do it, too, you know."
"One, it's always you. Two, other people do not dip my pigtails and ponytails in ink. Three, it's always you!"
They would kick the Whopping Willow tree, dig small holes in various places and watch animals (and people) fall in, and pants their enemies.
"Ahh!" Vince Kallstorm, a Slytherin boy, screamed.
"I see London," Fred said.
"I see France," George said.
"I see Vince's."
"UNDERPANTS!"
Everybody would stop, look at Vince, and laugh. By the time holiday break rolled around, everyone they had pranked was pretty upset to say the least. As they sat on the train to go home for the break, Fred and George began to think about the consequences they would face at home. And that, my friends, would be bad. Let me put it to you this way, if isn't happy, no one is happy!
They thought about next year and the next semester of school.
"Should we be good?" George asked.
"Should we not play pranks on people?" Fred asked.
They sat in thought about how it would ruin the reputation as "Fred and George: the Terrible Weasley Twins".
"Nah!" They said in unison and smiled.
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