Team: Falmouth Falcons
Position: Chaser 3
Main prompt: Your character apologizes even though they didn't do anything wrong
1. (word) consequence
4. (object) bird cage
6. (character) Minerva McGonagall
Let us win, but if we cannot win, let us break a few heads.
A day at Hogwarts is never, EVER normal. It's a side effect of having magical students. Some kind of accident, or event will occur at school. Well, when you have subjects like Care of Magical Creatures and sports like Quidditch, someone is bound to get injured. Days were particularly nasty when a set of four in the 70s and a set of two came to the school. The four graduated long ago, and moved on to things we will not speak of here. But the two are in Hogwarts now, and the other students, and teachers for that matter, have to put up with their pranks and jokes.
One fine day at breakfast, students were strolling in one by one, or group by group. It was a Saturday, so there were no classes and they could afford to relax. Some came in laughing, while some of the Slytherins and Gryffindors were arguing and taunting. Multiple Ravenclaws were reading, while most of Hogwarts inhabitants were just chilling out. Nobody noticed a cage of doves hidden among the enchanted scenes of the Great Hall ceiling.
The twins came out, sporting a face that made teachers yell 'Don't even think about it!'.
In the middle of breakfast, a mass of owls came swooping in with the morning post. Several people received a bunch of letters from their loved ones. Some people got parcels, like Draco Malfoy who got a packet of sweets, and Neville Longbottom, who got a pair of socks which he forgot to pack. At the Ravenclaw table, Cho Chang recieved a parcel for which she had ordered from Diagon Alley. Somewhere in the Great Hall a Howler burst open into yells, startling the rest of the owls. In between the chaos, no-one noticed that the birdcage was opened. The second batch of birds joined the morning post, adding to the mayhem.
While the post owls fled, the doves fluttered around in a panic, flustering the kids around them. Several first years screamed, and a few second, third and fourth years dived under the table. Percy Weasley tried to regain some control by attempting to immobilise them, but a dove flew too close to his head and he went tumbling over the bench onto the floor, wand clattering nearby. At the Hufflepuff table, Hannah Abbot was clutching her friend in fright. Draco Malfoy got clobbered by food when a dove landed on his noodles, while Neville Longbottom, unfortunately, got pooped on his head. Luna was sitting calmly and observing everything, much to the annoyance of the person sitting next to her. If anyone was half asleep before, they were definitely wide awake now.
In the middle of the commotion, two students were rolling around, clutching their stomachs, laughing.
Finally, the teachers managed to get the doves under control, and Professor Dumbledore vanished them. When the danger (if one could call it a danger) passed he started laughing heartily and the mood in the Hall lightened considerably, with some of the students laughing along too. A few had to run back to the dorms to wash out the bird remains on them. Professor McGonagall though, looked livid. She stormed over to the two kids and pulled them up by their ear.
"Fred and George Weasley! 10 points from Gryffindor each! I've never seen such troublemakers since James Potter and Sirius Black! You could have injured someone! Detention for both of you!"
Then came the twist.
"But professor, we never did anything!" said Fred.
"That wasn't us!" protested George.
"Seriously!" the twins chorused.
Professor McGonagall let out a snort that clearly said she didn't believe a word they said. Indeed, they were the Ultimate Pranking Masters who were behind almost every joke in Hogwarts.
"Then who did this?" she asked.
"Yeah, we wanna know." George said.
"We wanna give them flowers" Fred said with a dreamy look in his eyes.
"As if there were anyone else here who would dare to do this." Professor McGonagall said. "You are to report to Mr. Filch on Wednesday, seven7 pm for your detention. Or apologize" she added, for she wanted to give her students a chance to redeem themselves.
The twins looked at each other and grinned.
"We're sorry, Professor," they chanted in unison.
"Humph. Report to Mr. Filch on Wednesday, seven pm for your detention. Or you will regret the consequences" she said, assigning them detention anyway, and left with her robes flying behind her.
They returned back to the Gryffindor table, where they were joined by Ron Weasley, Harry Potter, and Hermione Granger, all of them in their fourth year.
"Why did you two apologize?" Harry wanted to know.
"Yeah, you never apologize for anything!" Ron said.
"Dear brother -" Fred started.
"- we weren't not apologising." said George. That got a shock from the three people in front of them.
"No, we were taking credit for-" Fred continued as if nothing was wrong.
"-that amazing piece for work!" finished George
After their back was turned, Ron muttered "Fred and George are off their rockers, all right." His comment earning a laugh from Harry and Hermione.
The twins went off to plan another episode to which they just received detention. Detention never deters them. This was one more event to add to their legacy of pranking, and as long as they attended Hogwarts, it continued to grow. The other teachers wouldn't admit it, but they actually liked that prank. Professor Flitwick even gave them twenty points each for an excellent show of concealment. And so life in Hogwarts went on. In two years, they would drop out of school to start what would be one of the most popular shops in Diagon Alley.
Yet no one knew, or found out, that it was me who had hung the bird cage up, and I will take that knowledge to the grave with me.
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