A/N: I would like to apologize if the Weasley twins' dialogues weren't exactly like in the book… Unfortunately, I don't have HP&OotP with me as I am writing this in some café, sitting on my usual comfy couch and sipping hot chai latte. Once again, disclaimer: Miss Rowling, I am your most humble servant and I am deathly afraid of lawyers. Cheers!

Chapter 33: The Grand Twin Escape

Umbridge's first day as Headmistress of Hogwarts didn't go all too well. I secretly celebrated this by smiling sympathetically to Malfoy and the rest of the Inquisitorial squad (Montague nearly caught us with the twins but we were faster. I obliviated him and the twins pushed him onto a Vanishing toilet in the first floor.)and by patting Umbridge gently on the shoulder during one Defense against the Dark Arts class. Our career advice with Flitwick was coming up, and I still don't know what to do with my life. I was brought up to think that I would marry and just have children and that would be my life. I never thought of having to work because I knew we had money. Now, I was in a dilemma of whether telling Flitwick that I don't want to work or tell him that I really did not know what course to take.

"You're next!" Nikki whispered to Ianthé during their career advice day. Nikki's surname is Hadfield and the next surname to be called was Herze.

Ianthé entered the room to find Umbridge with her pink clipboard.

"Ah, Miss Herze!" Professor Flitwick squeaked. He browsed Ianthé's files, "Hmmm…. You have excelled every subject you took!"

Umbridge nodded feverishly as she wrote on her clipboard.

"Thank you, Professor," Ianthé smiled at the head of her House.

"The Ministry could do with people like you, Miss Herze." Umbridge said positively.

"Professor Umbridge, as much as I wanted to have some experience in the Ministry, I'm afraid Papa won't allow me."

"What career do you have in mind?"

"Professor, as you know, I would be the heir to my father's businesses around the world… However, I'm still confused on what to take in my NEWTs year since all my subjects are important in business."

Flitwick nodded, "Are you sure you can handle the stress of taking many subjects next year?"

"I think so, sir."

Flitwick wrote something in his files, "Very well. Miss Herze, feel free to consult me anytime in my office if you have some difficulties."

"Thank you, sir. Professor Umbridge."

Umbridge nodded to Ianthé as she got up form her seat and went out of the room.

Nikki was waiting for her outside, "So what did you tell them?"

"I told her I wouldn't work for the Ministry until she and that fat balding man Crouch were sacked…" Ianthé placed some brochures inside her bag.

"You're not serious, right?"

"Of course, I'm not. I told her I will be taking over the family business and every subject is important for me."

"Oh…. I told them I wanted to study dragons. Umbridge nearly fell out of her seat!" Nikki put her hands on her waist, "Miss Hadfield, dragon research is not meant for women. It is for barbaric people who don't know the word civility," imitating Umbridge's voice.

Ianthé laughed and they walked outside to the Great Hall, "Come on, we haven't had lunch yet."

We spent the rest of the afternoon reviewing for the OWLs. I did an archaeological dig on my trunk and found my old notes and the Defense book that Uncle Alfonse and Edmond gave me. I always give Nikki a few drops of the Calming Potion whenver she hyperventilates because of too much stress. A girl from our dormitory brought us the news that would change our lives.

"You better come quick! The Weasley twins made this huge swamp on a corridor! Umbridge went ballistic!"

Nikki looked at Ianthé and they both ran to where the commotion was.

There was a huge crowd watching as the twins were cornered by Umbridge, Filch and the Inquisitorial squad.

"Ha! I'll ready the whips in the dungeons, Professor!" Filch ran to the other end of the corridor in almost a half-run and a half-jig.

"I think we've had enough education in our hands, George."

"I think so too, Fred."

Ianthé put her hand on Nikki's mouth to stop her from shouting.

"Accio brooms!" a loud clanging sound was heard. Two brooms with a large metal peg dangling dangerously flew to the twins.

Nikki and Ianthé ran outside to follow the twins.

Fred and George gave each other a high five. George pulled something out of his pocket and called out to Ianthé.

"Here! Catch!" he threw an envelope.

Ianthé caught it, "Be careful! Be sure to write!"

George waved to her as he and his brother rode into the sunset.

"Go on, open it!" Nikki egged her friend.

Dearest comrades,

We have prepared for this day. If it weren't for Mum, we would have left this joint the first time we saw Umbridge's ugly fat arse. We wanted to leave in the usual Weasley twins manner and also support Dumbledore at the same time. Be sure to leave a legacy to future Hogwarts pranksters. They need to follow what we started. Ianthé, thanks for supporting our pet project every step of the way and thanks for convincing you uncle to sell us the Diagon Alley premises. We promise to you that this business will be successful like planned. We also promist to write to you the progress of OUR joke shop. I know you and Nikki don't want to take credit, but we wouldn't have done this without you and your limitless knowledge for pranks. Nikki is our official research and product analyst, and Ianthé, you are the Weasleys Wizard Whezzes secret shareholder. Feel free to visit our shop, and all the products you pick would be on us.

Your lovable twins,

F&G

Ianthé's tears fell, Nikki put her arms around Ianthé's shoulder to comfort her.

"It wouldn't be the same without them…"

Nikki's eyes sparkled, "Hey! Wait a minute! Wait just a minute!" She got up and walked to her dresser.

"What is it?"

"I have a plan!"

Ianthé wiped her eyes and looked at her intently, "You mean…."

"We are going to continue what they started!"

"Excuse me?"

"We will from another secret group, teaching those little innocent kiddies the right way to pranking!"

Ianthé looked at Nikki as if she suddenly spoke in another language.

"Come on, it's possible!"

"Alright alright! So what's your plan?"
"Recruit members."

"How?"

"Leave it to me…"