Author Note: Hey everyone! I hope you've enjoyed the story so far :D. I'm going to post a new chapter every few days. This won't be a very long story but I plan on posting about 15 chapters.

"Alright Seamus, do you want to go over the plan?" the twins asked.

It was almost 8:00, the common room was filled with students chattering since it was too close to curfew to be outside, but way too early to go to sleep.

"I'm not stupid, the plan is fairly easy, it's just doing it that's hard," Seamus pouted. The little first year was still getting used to the fact that he was not on the safe side anymore, he needed to take more risks because he was the pawn in their prank war. Without Finnegan, getting the map would be impossible.

"Look, all you have to do is what you've been doing, tell him what we're up to. Say that you don't know exactly, but you've seen us acting suspicious or something along those lines." George considered the matter, "The only thing you need to do differently is stealing the map…. But you don't need to steal it right away. Take it when you have the opportunity to. If tonight you have an opportunity, then by all means take it. But if not tonight, then we can try again next time."

Finnegan looked relieved. The twins noted that he took on a new posture. Extending himself to full height- 1.6 metre (5ft 2in), the boy stalked off through the portrait hole.

"Bloody hell, how did I not notice that before? I thought it was a stroke of genius that you noticed him acting suspicious, but he's really obvious," Fred told his brother.

Gritting his teeth, George cringed. Seamus better not blow their cover. Dumbledore could probably see right through him in a second. It would take a miracle for that boy to get them the map that night.

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Seamus entered Dumbledore's office to find him swamped with work. If the headmaster hadn't told him to enter, Seamus would have doubted whether Dumbledore knew he was there.

The office was in mayhem. There were papers flying everywhere, paintings in each other's frames, and a ton of owls on the headmaster's desk.

Dumbledore began rifling through a desk drawer until he found a huge fountain pen and for once upon Seamus's entering, smiled a bit.

"Sit down ," Dumbledore addressed him.

"Sir, why do you have a pen?" Seamus questioned.

Distractedly, the man glanced down at his possession and chuckled. Seamus was pretty sure that he was going mad.

"Oh my dear boy, I find these pens not only beautiful but much more efficient in answering my mail," Dumbledore supplied.

The old man turned back to his desk and sighed. Seamus couldn't blame him. There was so much mail. The owls were beginning to fight for the headmaster's attention.

Dumbledore frowned and without glancing back up at Seamus he said "So tell me my boy, what are the Weasley's doing today?"

Seamus was a bit taken aback, usually Dumbledore pestered him with questions about himself. Their meetings usually ended up being about 20 minutes long because Dumbledore would chat with him for a while before getting down to business.

He must be really busy, Seamus thought. Where is that bloody map?

Seamus stood up and started walking around the room. It wasn't unusual, the headmaster would let him stroll around looking at his many artifacts during their meetings.

"Ummm…." Seamus stalled for time, "I haven't seen them doing that much lately…." He paused in his speech to twirl around and check that the old man was still preoccupied.

That's when he saw it. Just behind Dumbledore's desk was a bookshelf. Seamus could see the required piece of parchment from all the way across the room. To get it he would have to be sneaky, and seeing as he didn't have a lot of time, he had to tactfully make his way around the room without drawing too much attention to himself.

"Hmm, that's it? Rather odd don't you think? The boys are almost always doing something," Dumbledore said with slight suspicion.

Seamus's statement had caused Dumbledore to look up at him.

Oh no, gotta backtrack now! Seamus realized hastily.

"Well, they're not up to nothing per se…." Seamus said while scooting around the room. "It's just that they haven't been brewing." He was almost there, and luckily the headmaster had turned back to his work.

Now was his chance. Seamus plucked the parchment off of the shelf and stuffed it into his robes just in time.

"Well okay, maybe they're just plotting something else then," Dumbledore mumbled distractedly. "Umm you can leave now - Finnigan!"

Seamus quickly and quietly left the office. He turned back around to close the door and noticed that Dumbledore had the most intense of looks upon his face.

Yeah, he's going to be busy for a while, Seamus grinned.

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The portrait hole opened and Seamus stepped inside. He realized that he must not have been gone very long because of the number of students still in the common room. However he did not catch sight of the twins.

He was giddy with joy and some fifth years began to stare at him oddly.

Not hesitating any longer, he staggered up to them.

"Have any of you seen Fred and George?" Seamus inquired, practically dancing in his spot.

"What? Need them to escort you to the potty, Finnegan?" a rather nasty girl suggested.

Nevertheless Seamus was too excited to let arrogant, self-important, older students bring him down. He no longer felt the need to please anyone, for he now idolized the twins. The adrenaline rush that he experienced tonight was something he wouldn't soon forget, and he decided that he needed to take a leaf out of the twins' book. The professors wouldn't like his newly found role models, but the twins were so much fun.

"They're in their room." One of the guys decided to cut him a break.

With a short nod to acknowledge his thanks, Seamus ran up the stairs without hearing the laughter at his expense.

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"GUYS!" Seamus yelled as he burst into the room, "I've got it!"

The twins looked up from their work with disbelieving faces. They shared a look and then bounced off of their respective beds.

"What? Seriously?" Fred shouted into his face.

"How?" George asked more politely.

"Let us see it!" they said together.

Laughing, Seamus extended his hand and held out the parchment to his new idols. They eagerly grasped the prize and directed their wands at it.

"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good," they proclaimed as though they had been doing so their whole life.

To Seamus, familiar lines and pictures appeared on the cover. To the twins, a whole new realm of possibilities had dropped into their hands.

"Bless them, look at this!" squealed Fred. "It's a work of art. Oh Merlin's beard! I see Dumbledore!"

Yanking the parchment out of his hand, George quietly and intensely studied the map. He saw passageways that he hadn't realized existed, names of people he didn't even know, and rooms that were unheard of. The potential of this item was overwhelming and he wouldn't have traded it for one hundred galleons. The things he and his brother could do with this map were so exciting that for the first time in weeks, a huge smile adorned his face and he jumped up and down with Fred.

The three boys spent over an hour talking about the possibilities of what utilizing such an item could be. Should they use it with good intentions? Bad? What pranks could they play with it? The possibilities were endless.

Finally Seamus brought them back to reality. "Seriously though guys, Dumbledore is busy, not oblivious. He's going to notice it's absence soon enough. You're going to need to return that within a day or two."

Sighing, Fred agreed "You're right. But in the meantime there has to be something we can do with it."

"I'm sure you two can come up with more mischief in a day than the whole of Gryffindor, save Potter, could come up with in a month. You'll figure something out," Seamus proclaimed loyally. On his way out he turned back. "By the way, Dumbledore's password is 'Butterscotch Pixies'... Incase you were wondering," he finished with a smirk as he stepped out and closed the door.

"He's growing on me," Fred announced.

"Me too brother. Me too."

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