Author Note: Ello. I'm so sorry for not having been able to post this immediately. But alas, it's now here.
"So, You refuse to open up do you?" George asked poking the notebook. The twins were in their dorm, having put a silencing charm around their beds. He glared down at it, and grinned. "Well we like a challenge!" He said and pointed his wand at it.
"Reveal your secrets!" He cried. Suddenly the notebook hissed and smacked his hand.
"Ow!" He said backing off.
"Hmm…." Fred said thinking. "Maybe it's a date."
"Her graduation year?" Asked George
"Nope, to obvious. It has to be important, and special. Maybe the year the Marauders came." Fred said shaking his head.
"Well obviously we're still searching for who they are. No, something much more special." George responded.
"Maybe Voldemort's defeat? She is a big supporter of Dumbles." Fred murmured, pointing his wand at the notebook he whispered
"Halloween, 1981."
Suddenly the notebook glowed opening. It looked blank at first, so Fred hovered his wand over it, his grin widening. Numbers began to glow in a list. He focused on a random number, taking George's wrist.
"Number 53 please." He said. Nothing happened. He let go of George's wrist and a millisecond later was sucked into the book.
"AHH!" He said slamming onto..carpet? He rubbed his head, his eyes adjusting to the sudden amount of light shining in his face. Getting up, he discovered himself to be partially in the way of the body of a sandy haired boy, who standing next to two dark haired boys, -one with green eyes, one with gray-, and a chubby watery eyed boy next to the three. A Younger Minerva McGonagall was glaring at them, from behind a desk. He then noticed all the boys were covered in soot.
"I'm in a memory?" Fred wondered to himself and he brushed dirt off his pajamas.
"So. You found it fit to claim sickness, get out of all your classes, and then begin running around the castle, playing the childish game 'Tag' within the Fireplaces using the Floo Network?" She asked, staring directly into each of the boys' eyes, and the chubby one gulped.
"Yes Ma'am." The Dark Haired Grey eyed boy said, childishly grinning. He then crossed his arms. "But considering the fact we were not breaking any school rules-"
"You made the Floo Department in the Ministry chaotic. You have wasted mostly all the Floo powder within the school, AND deemed it fit to step into intimate moments between colleagues of mine. This makes this whole shenanigan worth a week's detention." Minerva said sharply and Fred whistled. Boy, were these kids trouble. He liked them.
"Minnie!" Protested the green eyed boy. She turned and glared at him and he suddenly shrunk.
"Potter, no excuse of yours is going to clean this mess up. Therefore, as an award for causing so much trouble, you and Lupin shall be cleaning out bedpans in the Hospital Wing. Mr. Black, you and Pettigrew shall polish the Slytherin Quidditch broomsticks." Minerva ordered, and they all gave looks of disgust at their detentions.
"Whoa! Lupin was a prankster?" Fred asked not believing it. Suddenly the four boys were dismissed, leaving the room. Fred quickly followed them as they discussed the meeting outside the office.
"Thanks Paddie, I can't believe you got us in this trouble." The green eyed boy complained
"Well Prongsies, you did agree to the idea. But it was fun while it lasted. I can't believe we have to clean the Slytherin's broomsticks." The grey eyed boy moaned.
"Well at least the Marauders have another detention to add to the list!" Remus said, and they all quickly grinned. Eyes twinkling mischeviously, Fred watched in amazement as they began running down the halls, heading to the Great Hall. He was pulled, quickly twirling around, leaving the memory.
Falling gracefully on George, only seconds later after he left, Fred panted for breath.
"Forge! I know who the Marauders are!" He said excitedly
A little short I know, but I plan on getting another one out today. Have a good day
Rule 53: I am not to use the Floo System to play a game of "Ultimate Tag".