Reality Bites Harry Potter

"BAYTINS!!" - Jacksepticeye 2017

It was finally break  time and I ran up the stairs to the seventh floor. I got a lot of dirty looks or glares. I just rolled my eyes. Just because I'm in Slytherin... I finally made it to the top, out of breath. How do people do this crap? I guess if I do this at least once every day, it might help me with Quidditch training??? Anyways, I saw Fred and George and hurried over to them. I could still feel the dirty looks and glares coming my way. "Hey guys!" I greeted them grinning.

"Hey, Pyper, so what was it you wanted to talk to us about?" George asked curiously.

"Not here, I'll show you." I said still grinning.  They're so going to flip when they see the Room of Requirements. I found the spot and started pacing, thinking of a place where no one can disturb us.

"What's with the troll?" Fred snickered.

"You'll see." I said before coming to a stop.

"Where did that door come from!?" The two asked, their mouths hanging open.

"Come inside and I'll explain!" I said before opening the door. The two hurried in and I followed behind them. "This is the Room of Requirements. You have to pace outside the wall three times thinking of the kind of room you need. It's designed to be there when you're in a time of need." I said shrugging.

"How do you know about it?" George asked as he and Fred looked around the room in awe.

"Well, about that..." I said sighing. Should I tell them? I guess it wouldn't hurt. I'll keep the fact that Shay and I read about everything that's going to happen here at Hogwarts a secret though. "You guys know about Shay and I living with McGonagall all last year right?"

"Yeah, what about it?" Fred asked curiously.

"Well, she found us unconscious in the middle of London. When we came to, we didn't remember how we got there or anything about our past. We still don't know anything about our past. Um, I guess that doesn't really explain how I knew about the Room of Requirements. I read about it in Hogwarts; A History." I'm sure that's a safe lie because I know these two didn't read that book front to back.

"So you don't remember ANYTHING?" Fred and George asked, shocked.

"Yeah. We don't remember our parents or family, nothing. I hate feeling like I'm missing out on a part of my life." I said shaking my head. "I'm hoping that during my time here at Hogwarts that I can find some answers."

"We'll help you." They said looking determined. I smiled.

"Thanks you guys, I really appreciate it."

"So what did you want our opinions on again?" Fred asked after a few minutes of awkward silence.

"Oh yeah, my roommates are the worst. Every night so far, they've been staying up all night talking and I haven't been able to get proper sleep because of that. So I was thinking of getting revenge on them with a prank." I said shrugging. "I'm pretty sure they hate me anyways, so I won't feel bad if part of it goes wrong and gives one of them permanent boils or something like that."

"What did you have in mind?" George asked curiously.

"I was thinking of filling their beds with beetles and putting some Dungbombs in their trunks so that they can find them in the morning. I would put hair dye in their shampoo and stuff, but I think I'll use that as a last resort." I said smirking.

"That sounds good, but do you know what would make that even better?" Fred asked excitedly.

"What's that?" I asked curiously.

"Transfiguring their food into beetles or something really gross at breakfast!" George said just as excitedly. I couldn't help but laugh.

"That would totally top it off. Only, I'm not that good at Transfigurations." I said sighing.