Okay this is going to take place in the Common Room with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Sorry--I'll go back to the twins later!

Ch.3

"What prats," Hermione exclaimed after she was sure they left. "I had to resign right then, didn't I?"

"Hermione, they're just crazy looneys and you shouldn't listen to them. I mean, I know, because I lived with them all my life. Well, except when they were sent to Azkaban for four months," Ron said.

"WHAT?" Hermione and Harry exclaimed, their jaws dropping.

"Kidding! Kidding...geez you guys are so gullible. Like Fred and George would do anything bad enough to even get the word Azkaban."

Hermione and Harry laughed half heartedly. "Yeah. Did you see their merry jig? Looks like fun, you know?" Harry said.

Harry stood up. "You've got to be kidding me!" Hermione giggled.

Harry took a bow. " Ron, may I have the pleasure of this dance?"

Fred and George stepped further into the room. It was gloomier...and smelled worse. Usualy it smelled of Dung Bombs, but now it smelled of a mixture of...you don't want to know.

Snape walked up to them. "50 house points. Skipping detentions is dispicable."

"What?"

"You can't do that!"

"50 each," Snape sneered. (Note: AHAHAHAHA SNAPE SNEERED! Okay, sorry, back to the story...)

Fred's mouth dropped open and George'f fists clenched so much that his knuckles turned white.

"Now, Weaslys, you will be dusting my rare collection of dragon scales and pheonix feathers. If anything is moved out of place or damaged in the slightest way, you'll be out of this school before you can say flabberworm," Snape ordered.

Now, Fred and George are not ordenary twins. Well, we all know that. But they are even more different then ordinary twins and abnormal twins. Just to put it short, because I can tell I'm boring you, they can actually have conversations. In their heads.

What a prat!

Ugh! Whats in his nose?

George, that's beyond the point...ugh!

Saddly, they always got off track. So off they went carefully dusting his rare collection iteams with a muggle duster each.

Why'd you get the green duster?

Fred, shut up. Pink is pretty.

For a girl.

Suites you just fine then.

Fred glared at his brother and stepped on his foot, making George's eyes huge, as if to say, 'what?'

This only resulted in an elbow in the gut, which made George make an "umph!" and fell forward, ontop of all the iteams. They heard a crack...

"What was...oh my my priceless bottle of snail's tongue! It's all over!" Snape exclaimed. "You two are going to pay for this...to Dumbledore's office emediatly! Why, you should be locked up in Azkaban!"