"We're bloody geniuses!" George exclaimed.
"Too true. Remind me how the hell we thought up this?"
"I think it was when we got in that crate of Fire Whiskey and we got a little drunk."
"Ahhh. So basically, we were out of our minds at the time?"
"Seems like it," George replied, humour tainting his voice as he spoke to his twin, Fred.
"Anyway, best get going?" Fred questioned, already knowing the answer. George nodded, he'd done all the planning of timing. Hell, he'd done everything. Fred had been focusing on keeping up to date with the orders that were flooding in for the now dubbed 'Weasley's Wizard Wheezes'.
Author's Note: I am fully aware that this is very short but I'm posting the next chapter as soon as I've edited- a.k.a. added the author's note so it shouldn't be too long. P.S. You know you want to review. Please...Pretty please... With a cherry on top... Enough begging anyway. I hope you liked it, and I hope you'll read the rest. Please tell me what you think because I don't know if this will be a generally liked fanfiction. P.S. I'm not fussed if you didn't like this, but please say what you didn't like... even though you can't really comment on this particular chapter- even though it's titled chapter 1. it's the prologue. Sorry if it's confusing.