Do you want me to open it?" Harry yelled as the twins held him up in the common room. I laughed and yelled back with everyone else. Harry twisted the top and opened the egg.
I shrieked and slapped my hands over my ears as the egg shrieked too. But much louder.
Harry quickly shut it as the twins dropped him.
"Harry!" I groaned. "That was painful. You'll be recieving the insurance bills for my ear drum surgery."
"Well it's not my fault! How was I supposed to know what was gunna happen-?"
"What the bloody hell was that?" I turned and looked to see Ron standing in the doorway.
"This is already going to be awkward enough." George said to the crowd.
"Go back to your knitting or whatever." Fred added.
"Or go hide in your dormitories; that's a good idea." I added, running after the twins. We did indeed hide in their dorm.
"Do you think they'll yell at each other?" I asked as we laid on our stomachs under George's bed. An unnecessary precaution, but fun nonetheless.
"Maybe Harry will beat him to a pulp!" George said excitedly.
"He would deserve it. Mm-hm." I replied.
"Wanna make a wager for whether they will fight or talk?" Fred asked with a wide grin.
I reached into my pocket and slapped five sickles on the floor in front of us. "I bet Ron'll yell a lot and get real red in the face, and he'll throw the first punch, but Harry'll win."
Fred grinned and added five knuts. "They'll get in a pathetic cat fight, give each other bloody noses, and cry about it for a few days before making up."
George added three sickles and said, "They'll make up awkwardly today like the babies they are."
"This is unfair." I complained. "It's two against one, you guys get to put in two bets and if either of you win you practically both get the money."
"Are you saying that cause we're twins?" Fred asked.
"It's not like we share underwear. Why share money?" George said. I cursed and hit him on the head.
"Don't be lude. I merely meant that if one wins the other does too cause you'll be putting it in for the joke shop."
"Well then it's going to a good cause!" They said together. I sighed and rolled my eyes.
"Wait a second. How are we gunna know who won?" George asked.
"I'll ask Hermione tonight." I said.
The twins nodded in consent.
"So... Why are we under the bed?" I asked. Fred shrugged.
"I don't know. Wanna go down to the kitchens and get something to eat instead?"
George and I nodded in the affirmative and we all slid out from under the bed- them with some difficulty because of their bigger, lanky figures and me quite easily being small and flexible- and snuck back down into the common room. There was no screaming or crashing so we figured we'd be safe.
George dashed out around the corner and rolled into the back of a couch. He peered around the edge and motioned for Fred and I to follow. I felt like spies in a Muggle movie.
Fred grinned mischievously, planting a kiss firmly on my lips before following after George.
"Fred Weasely!" I whisper-scorned before crouching low and running over to them.
George groaned. "Oh, come on, Rita! You're supposed to duck and roll!"
I glared at him. "I'm not doing that, you prick. That's stupid. I'm not six. Besides, if I tried that, we all know I would only blow our cover by hitting the table or crashing into something."
She's got a point." Fred said. I guffawed and whapped him on the arm.
"Ow! What was that for?"
"For the surprise kiss and for saying I would'a blown out cover!"
"I was only agreeing with you! I thought that's what I'm supposed to do!"
"Awe, The first lover's quarrel: who will win? Will Fredykins sleep in the dog house tonight? Are they to couple to have a dog? Or are they more on the cat side of the spectrum?"
"George!" Fred cursed.
"Shut the bloody hell up." I whisper-yelled.
He held his hands up in surrender. "Sorry." He whispered.
"I'm going first this time." I said, leaning over Fred and George to look around the corner. I accidentally stepped on George's knee and put my elbow in Fred's eye getting past them, and then I crouch-ran to the table by the portrait hole. I stopped just behind it and surveyed the room. No Harry, no Ron, no Hermione.
All clear.
I turned to signal as such to the twins but came face to face- or face to knees, I suppose- with Hermione.
"Damnit." I said under my breath as she ducked to look at me.
"What are you doing?"
"Er... Being a bad spy?"
I discreetly motioned for Fred and George to go while I talked to Hermione.
"I dropped a contact?" I said as they quickly passed me.
"You don't even wear glasses." Hermione said, hands on her hips.
"I though the roof was crumbling in." I watched them leave the common room out of the corner of my eye and ducked out from under the table. "Bye. Gotta go." I farted through the closing door, barely making it.
"You got caught. This is why I always go first." George said.
"Hey, don't beat her up about it. It was her first time." Fred said, putting an arm around me.
I scowled and placed my hands on my waist. "Excuse me, but I saw Hermione there and knew we wouldn't all make it past her, so I got caught on purpose to distract her." I lied. Fred seemed surprised while George thought it over.
"Okay." He said, believing me. Suckers.
"Awe, my girlfriend's so selfless. Letting herself get caught to save our useless arses."
I snorted. "You can say that again."
We walked happily down to the kitchens, laughing and talking about whatever.
When we got there, I heard myself up onto the counter and watched the house elves scurry around and listen to the stuff George was telling them to cook.
I leaned over to Fred who sat up next to me and whispered, "I lied, I didn't see Hermione there."
He guffawed and started laughing but I 'shh'ed him and covered his mouth.
"Are you serious?" He asked, his voice adorably muffled. I shuddered internally at my stupid gushy fourteen-year-old self.
"No, that's my dad, remember?" I joked.
He made a face at me and licked my hand, making me squeal and rip it away.
"Ew! That's disgusting!" I yelled, wiping my hand vigorously on his jumper. He simply laughed at me and put his arm around my shoulder again.
"Yeah, it's disgusting. Stop being so cute in public, you two." George said as he came over and sat on the counter on my other side. I stuck my tongue out at him.
"Well, we'll just have to be cute later when we aren't in public." Fred said, grinning like a fox.
I frowned and half-heartedly punched his chest. "Stop insinuating things. It's weird."
The twins laughed- how they loved laughing at everything I said- and I rolled my eyes.
Just another average, normal day at Hogwarts.