As the saying goes, "payback's a bitch." Especially when it's from two second generation Marauders. It'll hurt your ego a bit and teach you a lesson. Maybe even open your eyes to someone right in front of you. Your better half, a best friend.
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A few weeks passed with Mia and I avoiding the twins' pranks. It wasn't very hard initially, but once they realized that we weren't easy targets, they stepped up their game.
"Charlie!!!!! I swear to god I'm going to kill them." Mia yelled, running into our dorm.
"What did they do now?"
"They tried to use Ron to get me cornered and then put a portable swamp in my only way out." She huffed.
"This isn't going to end." I groaned, flopping down on my bed. "What do we want to do?"
"I say we prank them so hard they never try to talk to us again." She stayed laying down next to me.
"Are you one hundred percent sure you want to prank your boyfriend's siblings THAT much?"
"Bill gave me the okay to slaughter them. So yes."
"Oh, William. What a good big brother." I laughed, knowing Bill probably said precisely that to Mia. "He's about ready to pick you over his family. What a lucky girl."
"Shut up. What are we going to do?" She asked, rolling over to face me. Before I could say anything, I heard the top of my canopy rip. Each bed in our dorm was a queen size bed, with curtains and a canopy. It was our school's standard dorm bed, but I had never heard of a canopy randomly ripping. Then, suddenly some neon green gunk fell on us. It covered both of us, and most of my bed completely.
"Ahhhhh! What is this?" Mia yelled, exasperated as she started thrashing around to try and get the goop off of her.
"They did it. They really pranked us. How did we let this happen?!" I groaned, trying to get up, but we were stuck to the blanket, which was apparently held to the mattress.
"I'm going to kill them." Mia seethed as she tried to wiggle free. My cousin's eyes practically had steam coming from her ears, she was so frustrated with the red-headed twins.
"Well, well, well... it appears we finally succeeded, brother." George said as he and Feed slowly walked into our room in their school uniforms, matching smirks plastered on their faces.
"Get out!" Mia yelled at them. If looks could kill, those two would be dead three times over because of the look Mia was sending them.
"Why would you want us to do that when we have the potion to make you unstick?" Fred cockily said, waving the bottle around. He seemed to really enjoy taunting us. It was infuriating.
"This is a girls' dorm. Get out." I stated, joining Mia in trying to kill the two with my eyes. Both boys sent me a humorous look in response.
"If you say so, love. Have fun getting out." George smirked before they both turned around and walked out the door.