My reviews are slowly dwindling into nothing...anyway, I finished the book like right after I finished the 10th chapter. It was wonderful, my favorite one out of the ones that have been released. The problem is, what shall I do when I finish reading the seventh? I asked my mum this and she said, "um...read them all over again?" Isn't that the truth.

Chapter 11.

Fred and George kept up their prat status, although Seamus, Dean, and Sean all knew about it. And when the twins entered a room, the three of them would stick their noses in the air. It was getting rather old, really.

Dean, of course, attemted revenge, but the twins used extendable ears to hear his plan. Actually, they rigged it so that the prank would backfire onto Dean. Since then, well, Dean hasn't said much.

Fred and George were having a wondeful time, replacing Percy's personality with their brand new ones. Their mother was delighted when she got an owl from Dumbledore saying how wonderfuly her three sons were doing. Her daughter, well, was replacing Fred and George. Not pranking, just mis-behaving. Again. And again. And again.

Several weeks had past, and Hermione was becoming less and less suspiscious. So much so that when Fred and George entered a room she'd wave and say, "hello," as the twins did in response.

Their grades plunged. Upward. It was fantastic to see the baffled looks as they got the highest scores in their house. They put their pranks in the Room of Requirement, so that it would seem that they were out of business. They still used some of the items, but not when anyone was around.

One day, Ronald Weasly was walking by himself down the hallway towards the commons. Behind a tapestry, using a flattening charm, Fred and George watched their brother mutter to himself. One time, after checking to see if anybody was around, Ron did a shuffle-step and disco moves, which by the way, is a muggle dance.

Fred and George could barely contain themselves as they stepped out from behind the tapestry, then made themselves become, well, round again. "Ron!" They screamed. Ron swiveled around.

"What?" He said cautiously.

George flicked his wand ever so slightly before he put it into his ropes. "You're covered in spiders!"

Ron gulped and his eyes went wide. He looked down upon himself. "Am not," he said, seeing nothing. But suddenly he felt tingling, like little legs were crawling all over his body. "Oh -" and this is where I stop writing because a) I might have young readers, b) my mom might be reading this, and c)...well I can't think of a c) at the moment. It'll come to me sometime. Anyway back to the story...a few seconds later.

Ron was franticaly clawing at his clothes, his face, anywhere he could reach. Fred and George took hold of him and pulled him into a secret passage, which led to the abandoned girls bathroom.

Ron began to run into a stall.

"Ron, you shouldn't go in there...it's simply hu--" Myrtle said in her high and rather annoying voice, but to be interrupted by George who just whispered something in her ear.

Myrtle flew away, giggling. Fred looked at his brother with a puzzled expression. "What'd you tell her?"

George shrugged. "Said I thought she was looking rather nice today," he replied, and wanted to say something else, but couldn't, because this followed:

"Oh my--" and I stop here once again. I thought of a c) reason. C) because I said so. Now let us return, a few seconds later. "There's a spider in the toilet!" A terrified Ron screamed, trying to get out of the stall. It was locked, on the other side, a move planned earlier. Instead Ron scrambled up and over the door, falling to his knees.

"Didn't expect that one," Fred whispered to George. George smirked. Apparantly, the toilet was supposed to launch the spider, (which was rubber), onto Ron, who was supposed to still be in the stall. Instead, the spider was thrown against the stall door, and made a loud thud. Ron scambled further away as toilet water slowly trickled onto the floor.