100 Things that Fred and George cannot do at Hogwarts.

I Will Not Make Fun of Myrtle's Obsession with Harry Potter

A/N: Hey guys! I'm so sorry I have been away from this for so long. I was stuck and opting for some casual writing instead. I'm back though and now that I'm back on track, I will try to update regularly. Please cut some slack on me if I don't update regularly. I'm really busy nowadays. I hope you enjoy!

"Hey Myrtle!" Fred called out.

Myrtle pops out of the stall that she was just crying in. 'When will she ever stop being so butthurt?', Fred thought.

"Come back to make a mess of this place, huh? Where's your twin?" Myrtle said, letting out little sniffles as she wipes away her nonexistent tears.

"Detention. Well actually, I just wanted to talk to you." Fred said, as he walked closer to her.

"Well, what do you want from me? To torment me?" Myrtle says as she puts an emphasis on torment.

"No! How could you think of me that way? I thought we were friends." Fred shakes his head, pretending to be sad.

Myrtle scoffs and begins to turn away. "Well, if you have nothing important.......I might as well go cry some more."

"Wait! I just wanted to talk about Harry. Harry Potter." Fred hurriedly says, walking closer.

Myrtle instantly turns around, now interested in the conversation. "Harry Potter? What about him? Lately he never seems to come here."

Fred says, "Well, what you do like about him? His fame? His eyes? Or....."

He leans closer, his voice lowering into a mocking whisper. "Or his looks, if you know what I mean."

"Well....." Myrtle looks around, trying to distract herself.

'Myrtle actually looks like she's blushing right now, but she's dead.' Fred thought.

Myrtle goes into her favorite toilet out of embarrassment and begins to flood the bathroom.

Fred begins to run away and instantly bumps into Filch.

Filch grabs him by the arm, dragging him to McGonagall's office. "Disobedient brats. If this were the old days......" He mutters under his breath.

Fred continuously badgers Filch on the way and makes Ms. Norris hiss multiple times.

At the sight of Fred, McGonagall just sighs and hands him a detention slip and deducts 20 points from Gryffindor.

George is in the room and is busy writing lines until he gives Fred a smirk when Filch leaves and McGonagall is not looking.

'Well, better make as many sweets as I can, before detention.' Fred thinks as he cheerfully skips back to the common room.