A/N: Is it weird that my one true love at the moment is Fred Weasely?

I just find the twins absolutely hilarious, so they're always gonna be a large part of my fics. Be warned.

Just curious, have any of you checked out my oneshot 'Look Beyond What You See'? It has the twins in it. I recommend it if you have a decent knowledge of the Lion King. I think it's pretty funny. Or maybe it's just me...

I DON'T OWN. DO I LOOK LIKE A SUPER DUPER RICH LADY/COW? I BARELY KNOW HOW TO SPELL THE HP CHARACTERS' NAMES, I COULDN'T HAVE WRITTEN IT. I FORGOT THE DEFINTITION OF ALCHEMY, I DIDN'T WRITE FMA.

That is all. Carry on.

The golden trio and Ginny sat in the Griffindor common room, waiting for the twins to get back from alchemy class. They were the last to go to bed due to the late hour, there were four classes after dinner every night except Monday. Tuesday was the day for Griffindor to have alchemy, the classes went in order of fourth years first, then fifth, then sixth, then seventh. Hufflepuff had classes in the same order on Wednesday, while Slytherin was on Thursday, with Ravenclaw on Friday.

"Hey! What are you doing up?" the twins greeted as the climbed through the portrait hole.

"We wanted to see how your class went," Ron replied. "Did you piss the younger one off like Harry and 'Mione did?"

"Nah. Ed's cool," Fred replied.

"Did you know he's a Griffindor?" George added.

"He's in our year," Fred finished as they both burst into wicked grins.

"He is?" Harry asked in surprise. "Then why didn't he come back with you guys? He has no more classes."

"He stays in his dad's quarters," Fred informed them.

"He said something about not being able to sleep around random strangers," George continued.

"So we told him that not all of us are strange," Fred said, chuckling at his own joke.

"Well, that explains why all the classes are after dinner, he has regular classes too," Hermione thought aloud. "I wonder why his dad would need his help teaching?"

"Oh, we asked him," George told her.

"He told us that it's cos he's a better alchemist than his dad," Fred said with a laugh.

"His dad then told us that he cheated in his studies."

"So they got in this full scale argument."

"It ended with Ed saying, and I quote 'At least I don't randomly set people on fire!'"

"To which Roy responded with 'That was one time!'"

"Apparently they blow up stuff."

"A lot."

"I think I like them."

"I think I agree."

"You would," Ginny sighed in exasperation. "Great, just what we need. More explosions."

"Don't fight it Ginny," George said.

"Just sit back and enjoy the show," Fred finished. She just rolled her eyes.

The next morning a groggy Harry jumped when Ed sat down next to him in the Great Hall. The blonde just laughed.

"Why so jumpy?" he asked as he filled his plate.

"Tired. Startled me," Harry mumbled sleepily, trying hard to wake up.

"It's good to keep on your toes," Ed replied.

"Ed!" the twins exclaimed.

"Welcome, my good man!" Fred continued.

"To the greatest house in all of Hogwart's history!" George finished. Both spoke in exaggerated tones.

"Do they always do this?" Ed asked Harry, amusement written all over his face.

"Do what, share a voice or wake up in a good mood?" Harry laughed.

"Both," Ed replied.

"Yeah, pretty much," Ron added, sitting down across from Harry and next to his brothers, Hermione close behind. Ginny sat across from Hermione, next to Harry.

"Edward Mustang!" George declared in a dramatically deep voice. "Are you ready to meet the toad?"

"The toad!" Fred gasped in a high pitched voice. Ed snickered.

"Who's the toad?" He looked at the High Table, following the twins' fingers, and saw 'the toad.' "You shouldn't call her that. It's an insult to the real toads."

All the surrounding students laughed at that comment. Ed grinned and started shoveling food in his mouth.

They called him Mustang because they believe him to be Roy's son, and they weren't told otherwise.

My favorite part was the "At least I don't randomly set people on fire!" "That was one time!"

I put Ed in seventh year for two reasons: 1. It's really cliché to put him in Harry's year just to watch out for him. And 2. Let's face it, the boy's a genius. He'd be put in seventh year no matter what his age because he's. Just. That. SMART.

Plus I wanted him to hang out with the twins.

So it was actually three reasons. Heh.

~Jessica