It was late at night, and Fred and George were in the Gryffindor common room, entertaining a group of first year's. You were sitting in a armchair near the fire, doing your homework, and blocking them out. Then, you hear one of them call your name. You turn in your chair, and see them beckoning you to them. They both wore the same cheeky grin

George: Hey!

Fred: Don't be shy!

the first years look excited and expectant