Well, I got bored...and it's not that funny, it was just off the top of my head. It's just 'cause I was bored.
Disclaimer: I, unfortunately, do not own Harry Potter, the Weasleys, Hogwarts, Hogwart's toilet seats, or anything else created by J.K. Rowling.
Toilet Seat
Do you remember when Fred and George said they would send Ginny a Hogwart's toilets seat? What if they weren't kidding…?
"Shhh! Filch is gonna catch us if you don't hush!"
In the middle of the night, a fine time after the curfew of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, two identical twin boys were up and about, running quietly amok in one of the school's fine…
…restrooms?
Yes, these twins were up to mischief in a male bathroom.
"For a good cause!" one of the boys yelled at the narrator, which, is to say, me.
"Whoops," I whisper. "Forgot to turn the knob to 'Reader's Only'." Now only the person reading this knows I'm here. But back to two twins…
"Was that a voice just now?"
"Dunno, but back to work, right?"
"Let's see…"one of the boys flicked his wand and tapped a toilet seat, muttering, "Gemino." Instantly, a replica of the toilet seat appeared beside the toilet. The other boy picked it up.
"Not bad, George," he said. He tapped the toilet seat with his own wand, and under his instruction, words engraved themselves onto its surface.
TO GINNY
A HOGWARTS TOILET
"Wonder how Mum's going to like this." Fred chuckled. He checked the Marauder's Map. "Filch is on the 3rd floor, Mrs. Norris on the 1st. I reckon it's safe to go back to the Gryffindor Common Room."
The next morning…
"Mail's here!" someone cried out.
Tons of owls fled into the Hogwarts Great Hall, and it was hardly missed when a bright red envelope came soaring in above the Gryffindor table.
"Look," George said affectionately to Fred, "Bless her heart, she sent a Howler."
"What'd you do this time?" Lee Jordan asked eagerly. Fred shrugged his shoulders in mock innocence and, catching the envelope easily, opened it.
"FRED AND GEORGE WEASLEY - HOW DARE YOU SEND AN ACTUAL HOGWARTS TOILET!" Mrs. Weasley's voice roared. "HOW YOU MANAGED IS BEYOND ME! YOU SAID YOU WERE ONLY JOKING! YOU TWO WILL BE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE WHEN YOU GET HOME. I WILL PERSONALLY FIND SOMETHING HORRID TO DO TO YOU."
In fury, the red envelope tore itself up. Fred glanced at George and Lee.
"Wasn't being very serious this time, was she?"
"Not much," George responded, hurt. "But then again, it wasn't that serious… Just a toilet seat. We didn't even really take it. We made a copy."
Lee chuckled and stood up. Straightening up, he took on a serious tone. "I, however, am very disappointed in you." George and Fred immediately sobered. "A toilet seat. A toilet seat? Cadets, we must persevere and do better." George and Fred nodded.
"Yes, sir!" they chorused.