Don't own a thing, except maybe the plot, you never know.

Readers – so you know, this happens about mid-ish of 5th year, and Umbridge isn't around. Sirius is proved innocent, so he can have a better part in the story, and is DADA teacher with Remus who got the job mainly cuz I said so, and also cuz bumble bee needed someone for the job. Also, Harry is like, turning into awesome super harry, only no one has noticed yet, so he's got a load of coolie new powers e.g. wandless magic. For those who have read Nonjon's "where in the world is harry potter?" – That is the sort of Harry I hope for him to turn into. Now sit back and read as chaos ensues.

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"I think we should tone down the bats claws," said Fred

"And add a little camomile and lavender? Well known for calming, lavender and camomile." Said George, as Harry, Ron and Hermione sat down next to them for breakfast, one Saturday morning.

"What are you up to now?" asked Hermione suspiciously.

"Ask us no questions – "started Fred

"And we'll tell you no lies." George ended.

Conversation changed to Quidditch much to Hermione's dismay, so she turned to her right instead to talk with Ginny.

The twins finished their breakfast, grabbed their rather heavy looking bags and turned to leave the table, just as George's bag split, revealing a large amount of ton-tongue toffees, puke pastels, and oddly, a lot of sugar quills. Fred and George quickly grabbed them all up and left in a hurry.

Continuing their conversation on this term's Quidditch matches, Harry picked up his plate to add some more bacon, when he noticed the twins had left one of their sugar quills behind. Quickly finishing his breakfast, he started to suck on the quill, as they were his favourite.

"Harry, where'd you get that?" Hermione asked suspiciously, already dreading the answer.

"Fred and George forgot one. Why?" his said innocently, nearing the end of the quill.

"You do remember what happened last time Percy accidentally ate one of their products don't you?" Ron whispered looking extremely nervous, as Harry finished off the rest of the quill.

Suddenly Harry became quite giggly – "Yeah! He kept hiccupping balloons! Fun!" he cried, falling off the bench onto the floor with laughter making Hermione, Ron and Ginny shared worried glances.

"You know what this place needs?" Harry said, getting back on to the bench. "More balloons, can never have too many balloons." With that he took out his wand and with a swish and a flick, the ceiling was clouded over with millions of balloons of all colours. Looking up at his creations, he grinned, then apparated to behind Hermione. Grinning impishly at her, while everyone in the hall looked at him in shock, he tapped her on the forehead, yelled "Tag! You're it!" and apparated to the door of the main hall, called out "Meep Meep", and ran out towards the entrance.

"FRED AND GEORGE WEASLEY!" yelled Hermione, as the three ran out the door after the twins, sounding remarkably like Mrs. Weasley.

Albus Dumbledore sat for a moment, thinking about what had just happened before getting up to follow the three, with Professor McGonagall walking right beside him

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Dumbledore came upon the five Gryffindors just outside the their common room where Hermione, Ron and Ginny had cornered them, with the twin's backs against the walls

"- It's a new product you see. For those who want to stay up all night to revise for exams, but the mixture, isn't exactly, precisely, errm, that is to say, right." spluttered George, to the glares of the younger three.

"Ah, just who I was looking for." said Albus, announcing his presence, just in case there was going to be any bloodshed. "Would some one mind explaining Harry's behaviour, as he has now apparated himself to the Quidditch pitch and is keeping pupils amused by doing some air acrobatics with the wings he's created on his back?"

"Errrm, that would be our fault Professor," said George, to the glares of Hermione, Ron and Ginny. "We kind of left one of our newest products near him, and he kind of ate it not realising what it would do."

"And what does the new product do pray?" asked Dumbledore, eyes twinkling.

"Well, eventually we're hoping that with just one lick of our new sugar quills, the pupil will be energised enough to pull an all-nighter, you know, for those who really like studying?" said George, pulling a disgusted face.

"But we haven't exactly got the mixture right yet," continued Fred, wearing a similar grimace, "and at the moment one lick should keep you awake for about a week. However it seems Harry ate the whole thing, so he's currently suffering an extreme version of hyperactivity - high - ness."

"Oh dear," The Professor said, summing up quite politely the thoughts of everyone.

"But we have an antidote, it's just getting it to him will take a lot of work." Said Fred, looking on the bright side.

Just then, a large amount of balloons floated into the corridor, multiplying when McGonagall tried to blow them up and turn into water balloons when she tried to point them out a window. Ignoring the spluttering of a very annoyed professor and covered snorts from the students, Dumbledore continued.

"I think its best that you track him down, as soon as possible. Harry in this mental state is not safe. I shall keep an eye on him from my office – I have a way of seeing every part of this school when needed, and it seems it is needed. Good luck, I believe he is currently in the main hall, and has got Blaise Zambini singing –Absolutely Everybody by Vanessa Amorosi, I believe." He said, his eyes sparkling.

With that Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall walked down the corridor, already planning to call a staff meeting. The teens by unspoken agreement went into the Gryffindor common room to plan strategy.

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I shall simply end this chapter with a request for reviews, (they make me happy) and a very good point:

I don't suffer from insanity. I enjoy it.