Fred was bored. He had nothing to do and no new ideas to work on for the joke shop he ran with his brother. Sighing dramatically he rolled over and flung his arm over his eyes. Where was George? He had left without so much as a destination after receiving a letter from who knows who?

Fred sat up suddenly. What if the letter was from You-Know-Who and was being blackmailed into something? What if something had happened and-

Fred snorted then flopped back onto his bed. He was over reacting again. And Voldy-pants was dead. He hated it when his twin was gone. Ever since he had nearly died and George had gotten his ear cut off he had been having separation issues. Thinking about his twin he rolled onto his side.

"We haven't been plotting anything lately and no new pranks that require questionable ingrediants," Fred mumbled to himself. "So he had no reason to leave that fast…"

George walked into the room with a grin. He had a great idea. Looking over at his twin he found Fred sleeping peacefully. George dropped the package he had run out to get on the floor. Fred lept up disoriented. The first thing he saw was the package on the ground.

"What is that?" He asked walking over to open it.

"Muggle games," George said smirking. "You know how Harry told us about muggle games last week and how different they are from wizard games?"

"Yes," Fred said. Then the wheels began to turn and soon Fred was wearing an identical smirk. "So who are our targets?"

"First should be our wonderful informant," George said. "Then we just have to pick the other test subjects afterwards."

"Should we let Harry know that we are going to be using him and the other two as subjects?" Fred wondered thoughtfully. "It could be really fun."

"We'll tell him after," George said. "I want to see their reactions."

"Which game should we start with first?" Fred asked looking at the games on the floor.

George looked at the games then picked up one with a smile. Fred looked at it then looked thoughtful. "That could be interesting."