Alright, I can't help it...more thank yous!

slytherinsess: aww come on! this is a good story and i want to read more!...please

me: 4th chapter coming up!

jeevesandwooster: If anyone can have conversations, or arguments, in their heads...Snape's sneering is a classic. And I want to learn the Weasly Twins Merry Jig. It'll be the newest dance craze before you know it! Ear lovers...huff puff. Teehee. Brilliant again!

me:people like you make me feel all warm inside. I'll be sure to ask Fred and George when they come over tonight how exactly to do it and I'll post it later. Oh, and thank you for a great idea! You'll see it in this chapter!

escptheshdw835: Heh, that's amusing. Always getting into trouble, it seems. Update soon.

me: Amusment is a vertue.

Alright, enough of my pitty thank yous, I'm abviously boring you once again.

Ch.4

Fred and George hustled along the hallways as Snape led the way. Fred made a face at Snapes back, and when he turned, he faked a smile.

"This is no time to be smiling, George."

"I'm Fred!"

"Doesn't matter."

So the hustled and now bustled to the statue. "Noodles," Snape said.

The stepped onto the stairway that escalated them to Dumbledore's office. "Ah, Professor Snape. I've been expecting you."

"Albus, these two ruined my priceless collection!" Snape pointedly got to the point.

"It was only an accident!" Fred insited.

"Yeah. And even if it wasn't, I'm not saying it is mind you, he shouldn't have trusted us in the first place!"

"Yeah! We screw up everything!"

Dumbledore held up his hand, silencing the two. "Gred and Forge...I mean Fred and George..yeah...uh, right. That is to say the Weasly twins obviously are right. And yet wrong. Severus, you should never had let these two near your things, and also, this is not a good use of punishment. So the fault lies on you both...er...I mean you three. 25 points from Gryffindor each. Severus, may I see you later?"

"Of course, Proffesor."

"And George, your mother left me this message." Dumbledore continued. He handed over a peice of parchment.

"But I'm Fred!"

"Right, sorry," Dumbledore said and took the parchment away from Fred and handed it to George.

"But I'm Fred!" The supposed George said. So Dumble switched the parchment.

"I told you, I'm Fred!" Fred, or was it George, said.

"Am I going to have to ask you two to reveal your bottoms? The real Fred has a birth mark in the shape of a washing machine."

Fred and George looked at eachother and grinned. "If you insist!" They said in unison.

Dumble turned his back to them. "Just read the message, the both of you. Then please get out of my office!"