Albus smirked and showed his friends his discovery. He wanted to show his brother James the pranks. That was his sort of thing.

"Ton-Tongue Toffees! Bloody hell!" Lorcan exclaimed. Albus could now tell the boys apart due to their slightly different haircuts.

"You're so lucky!" Lysander shouted.

"I know!"

::

The next morning, Albus was awoken by the sound of shrieking. It came from the common room. He noticed that the twins' beds were abandoned. The beds were hastily made and rumpled.

Albus, after changing his clothes, went into the Gryffindor common room, hearing laughter from fellow Gryffindors.

Someone mumbled a frantic call sounding like, "I can't breathe." It was difficult to understand their statement, for it sounded as if they were saying it with a closed mouth.

Albus couldn't believe his eyes. His cousin Fred Weasley had a tongue the size of himself.

To top it off, Lorcan and Lysander weren't anywhere to be found. He assumed they were dining on breakfast, but who was to know?

Albus didn't know what to do, so he did the first thing he could think of-to get a Prefect.