A/N: Now, I know that I asked you all for your own ideas for previous chapters, and you probably thought I used all the ideas - but I didn't! This is maraudersnme 's idea that I saved for the summer of fifth year, because it happens in the Weasley household. Also, like I have done once before, this chapter is written from Fred's point of view. So, hope you like it, and comment and vote!

"Frederick and George Weasley! If you do not get down here within the next three minutes, I will come up and - "

"Hello, Mum."

Mrs. Weasley turned around from yelling up the stairs to see Fred and George sitting angelically at the breakfast table, wearing peaceful smiles.

"You - " Mrs. Weasley was speechless, she turned to look up the stairs again, in confusion, "You both - how - eat your breakfast!" Mrs. Weasley shuffled into the kitchen muttering, "It's the first day of summer break and I'm already sick of them."

Fred and George stifled giggles as they filled their breakfast plates.

Ron came into the kitchen, "Hey Fred," Ron nodded to Fred, "George." He saluted George and sat across from them.

"What are you up to today?" Fred asked, in between bites of cereal.

"I will be going back to bed after I eat." Ron grabbed a piece of toast.

"Great, we're going to need you in our room at 11 am sharp for a testing of our new product." George smiled.

"I will not be puking all over the floor again." Ron stated calmly, buttering his toast.

"No, no puking." Fred reassured.

George mumbled, "Only farting ..."

"I'm not helping you." Ron argued.

Mrs. Weasley came into the kitchen to overlook her sons. She scolded, "No more 'testing of products' in this household." She slapped both Fred and George on the back their heads with her oven mit.

The twins tried to protest, but Mrs. Weasley cut them off, exclaiming, "I've baked banana muffins!"

*

"Well. We'll just have to test it without her knowing." George grinned. The two were discussing their product testing in their bedroom.

"Call Ron over." Fred instructed happily while pulling out test tubes from a cabinet.

"He doesn't want to." George reminded his brother.

"Go get Ginny."

"She won't want to."

"Go get Percy."

"He definitely won't want to."

"Go get SOMEONE!" Fred cried, exasperated.

"Will do." George set off to find a test subject.

All of a sudden, Fred heard Ginny's screech from her bedroom, "Just test it on EACH OTHER!"

Fred snorted, they couldn't do that.

Suddenly, Fred heard Percy's hoarse voice from his bedroom, "Test it on Fred!"

Fred rolled his eyes.

George returned without a test subject. He sighed, "I'm testing it on you."

"No, I'm testing it on you."

"I don't want to fart for two hours!" Fred groaned.

"Fine," George plunked down on his bed, "what now?"

"Let's sit and be upset with everyone. Especially mum."

"Good thinking." The two sat in silence, wearing angered expressions.

"I have an idea." Fred jumped up.

"Brilliant."

*

"You know the spell?"

"I do."

"Do it."

"I am."

George cast the desired spell. Instantly, an enormous black hole leading to the ends of the earth was formed.

"Now, don't fall in it!" Fred yelled over the ear-shaking sound.

"Easier said than done!" George called.

The two picked up their laundry baskets and counted, "One, two, THREE!" The two tossed all their knitted sweaters from Mrs. Weasley into the black hole.

"That will show her!" Fred triumphantly paraded around the room.

George closed up the hole, just as Mrs. Weasley stormed inside, red in the face.

"What in the name of Merlin is going on in here?" She exclaimed.

"Nothing too big." Fred lied.

"Was - wa - was that a vortex of some sort?" Mrs. Weasley cried.

"N - no - NO!" George cried, lying.

Fred unsuccessfully defended he and George, "We did not make a black hole in our room and dump all the knitted sweaters you ever made for us there at 1:06pm today! How could you accuse us of such a thing?"