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It was very crowded in the corridor of the fourth floor. It was lunch time and every student was making his way to the Great Hall. George and Fred were two of them.

"I hate History of Magic!" George sighed. "Why do we have to learn what boring dead people did when they were boring alive people!"

Fred was about to answer when he was pushed aside by some Slytherin's.

"Watch it redhead!" One of them growled.

"Watch out yourself toad face!" Fred shouted back.

"Anyway, Hermione asked me if we wanted to come to that old pub in Hogsmead this Saturday." He said.

"Why?"George asked.

"Don't know, something about "getting proper lessons".

They walked into the Great Hall and tried to find seats at the long Gryffindor table. Finally they found some between Hermione and Ginny.

"Good afternoon ladies." They greeted.

Ginny shot them a sad look.

"What's wrong?" Fred asked.

Hermione suddenly got interested in her grilled fish with mayonnaise. Ginny sighed.

"Some Slytherin boys made me fall flat on the third floor..."

"Who?" The twins asked mad.

Ginny didn't answer but nodded at a group of boys at the Slytherin table.

"Those are the same idiots that ran over you Fred!"

"Yeah..."

Two identical grins appeared on the their face.

"What are you smiling for?"

Harry and Ron walked towards them. Ginny told them what had happened to her. Ron didn't respond but walked towards the group.

"Ron what the hell do you think you're doing?" George asked while he and Fred followed their younger brother.

"Learning those brats a lesson of course!"

"Those are seventh years and they're five of them!" Fred said.

"We can't beat them..."

"...but we don't have too."

Ron looked at his brothers.

"Okay, so you've got a plan?"

Both Weasley twins nodded.

"What is it?"

"Can't tell brother mine."

"But you'll find out soon enough."

That evening in their sleeping dorm.

With a low thud the box of Weasley Products fell on George's bed.

"Okay what shall we use?"

"Puking Pastilles?" Fred offered.

"No not good enough..." "Sparking mice?"

"We have to save those for our big escape, remember?"

"Oh right, forgot about that!"

They glared into their box. Suddenly they found it.

"Colour gumballs!" They shouted high fiving each other.

They took the blue bag out of the box and walked downstairs. Immediately Hermione walked towards them with a firm face.

"What's that?" She asked pointing at the bag.

"Nothing of interest." George said.

They walked around her and went through the painting.

"Okay, most Slytherin hang in the dungeons in the evenings." George said.

"Let's go through the painting of the galloping dogs." Fred offered.

They sneaked into a small corridor full of paintings related to hunting's.

"Bloodhound." Fred said when they reached the right painting.

Within a few minutes the twins walked through the dark corridors of the dungeon. Suddenly they heard laughter. The five boys that hurt Ginny walked around the corner.

"Hey look, it's the redhead copy's!" One of them shouted pointing at the two.

Fred and George both opened the blue bags they were holding and took out some of the gumballs.

"What you got there fire head?"

The Slytherins walked up to them and grabbed the bags out of the twins hands.

"Give it back that's ours!" Fred bolted.

"Not anymore!" A fat boy with blond, greasy hair said.

Two of the five pushed Fred and George against each other before the group took off. The twins looked how they disappeared into a door with evil smiles.

The following morning they saw Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny sitting at the beginning of the Gryffindor table.

"Good morning all!" They said together.

"Where were you two last evening?" Hermione immediately asked suspicious.

Fred and George looked at each other with offended faces.

"Hermione Granger, how dare you ask us something which such tone?" Fred asked.

Hermione raised her eye brows and focused on her breakfast.

"So, did your plan work?" Ron asked.

"What plan?" Harry asked.

At that moment the entire Hall burst out in laugh.

"Weasley's!"

Fred and George turned around to see the five Slitherings ran towards them. They would have laughed when the conditions would be different and with that I mean when they weren't been chased by five angry Slytherins.

All five boys were skin and hair were now red and gold striped. Even their teeth were red/gold. George stopped and pulled Fred back when they ran in front of the teachers table; Even professor McGonagall had tears in her eyes of laughter. The boys high fived each other before continuing to run for dear lives.