You were skipping class, DADA class. The class was long and boring. Most kids in the class would slack off or some would even fall asleep in the middle of Professor Lupins lectures and lessons, You were walking through the library, the library was empty and quiet. Except for you footsteps hitting the ground. You walked a bit more before you heard two familiar voices say in unison.

“Oh, skipping class. Bad girl.”

You turn around to see both Fred and George Weasley standing directly behind you with their signature smirks plastered on their face.