Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, but I do own Sarah

I'm in the process of rewriting this story. Creating more detail, fixing errors, I'm not changing the story line; I'm just perfecting my writing. It's been four years since I've published this. Thanks for the patience :)

Enjoy!

Around midnight, the twins went downstairs to the common room and made sure they had everything they needed.

"Wands?" Fred asked.

George held up his, "Check."

"Duct tape?"

"Ch-wait. What do we need duct tape for?"

"To cover up our screams if we get caught."

George raised an eyebrow.

"Or to bind anyone who stands in our way."

"Uh, right. All set then?"

"Ready, George?"

"Ready, Fred."

Knowing that the stairs to the girls' dormitory would turn into a slide if they attempted to climb them, Fred and George decided to apparate instead. The twins also knew that she shared a room with Hermione, Katie Bell, Alicia Spinnet, and Angelina Johnson in the 'second dorm on the left' as Sarah put it in a particular conversation with Ginny that they listened in on. So, with two pops, Fred and George apparated into Sarah's dormitory. Landing right in the doorway of the room, they cautiously stepped towards the ring of five beds.

"We're in," Fred whispered. "Now, which bed is Sarah's?"

George walked towards the first bed on left, "Let's split up. I'll start over here. You take the right."

"We'll meet in the middle."

"Right."

Once Fred went to the first bed on the right, they both uttered lumos and began searching for Sarah. George came across Alicia, who slept on her stomach with her head turned to the right, and Katie, who was sleeping soundly on her back with one arm behind her head and the other draped across her stomach. Fred found Hermione, who laid on her back with her arms to her side, and Angelina, who was wrapped in her blanket, her arm dangling off the bed.

"Any luck," asked George.

Fred ran a hand through his hair, "Nope."

"So that means…," they looked at each other and their voices trailed off.

They walked to either side of the bed in front of them and gazed down at the girl they were about to prank. Sarah's breathing was gentle with the occasional faint snore as she lay on her right side, her legs bent into a type of fetal position. Her usually curly hair, which was still straightened from earlier that day, was fanned out behind her. Covering her was a soft, black and white spotted blanket that was decorated with small printed cows and the words 'mooooo goodnight'.

"Bless her," Fred admired. "Sleeping without a care in the world-"

"Almost," George added.

In the wand light, the twins could see her flushed, tear-stained cheeks and red nose. The twins sighed, "Sirius."

"Wands at the ready," Fred advised.

George raised his wand, "One."

"Two."

"Three."

Together, Fred and George swished their wands in half-moon circle before flicking them, placing the first spell on Sarah. Her body glowed starting from her face all the way through the ends of her hair. After the light died away, George and Fred raised their wands for the next spell.

"One," Fred began.

"Two," breathed George.

"Three."

Fred waved his wand one direction while George waved his in the other, causing orange to emit from the first wand and red to emit from second. The two colors mixed and twisted above Sarah's head for a moment before swirling downward onto her hair.

"Excellent."

The twins quietly high fived before apparating back to their own dormitory. Stripping themselves of their shirts, taking off their slippers, and putting away their wands, the twins crawled into their beds. But once George had gotten comfortable and was just about to fall asleep, his head began to fill with doubt.

George sat up, "Fred, what if the spell backfired."

"Are you seriously on about this?" Fred rolled his eyes. "I thought you were over this. Say it with me: nothing's going to go wrong."

"How can you be so sure?"

Fred sat up on his elbow, facing his twin. The moon illuminated the room, allowing him to easily focus on George's face, "Enlighten me. What type of thing might happen? Go on, I want to know."

George looked up in thought, "Well, what if it takes a bad effect? What if we cast the spells wrong?"

"We didn't cast the spells wrong. Besides, we went over them loads of times."

"I just…something keeps telling me that we shouldn't have pranked her."

Fred thought on that statement for a moment, wondering what could have possibly gotten into his twin. George normally wouldn't worry so much about someone they pranked unless…. Fred's heart skipped a beat. That explains it! George was in love with Sarah. He had to be. There was no other explanation for his sudden conscience, right? There was only one way to find out.

Fred sighed, "Sarah's amazing. I mean, even in her sleep she's gorgeous."

"Yeah," muttered George, a small smile on his lips. "Yeah, she is."

"Ha! I knew it!"

"Knew what?"

"You thought you could keep it from me. I'm your bloody twin mate. I knew you fancied Sarah."

George's cheeks flushed, "I do not!"

"Do so," Fred smirked. "I knew you've been acting pretty strange lately. Wow, you have a hankering for the Prank Princess."

"I do not have a hankering for Sarah. She's just a friend."

"Whatever, I'm going to bed."

"G'night, Fred."

"G'night, George. I know you like her."

"I do not!"

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