"Works for us, though," replied Fred. "Which reminds me…we want in."
"In where?" asked Harry.
"Into the Clan, of course," said George. "Oh, and if it's not too much trouble, we'd like to have Clan titles, just like little brother here."
"Can't you prats let me enjoy something on my own?" whined Ron.
The twins looked at each other, then dead-panned back to Ron.
"No."
"So what were you thinking," asked Harry, more bemused than bothered by the idea.
"Well, 'Clan Beaters' would be nice, if you decided to field a quidditch team, but…"
"What about Clan idiots?" suggested Ron.
"Not a bad idea, actually," thought Harry, "assuming that we tweek it a bit….I could use a jester or two."
"Erm…maybe 'Clan Fools?" suggested Fred.
Harry thought for a few seconds. "Fine, on condition that you both wear foolscaps at all official Clan functions."
The twins looked at each other with a gleem in their eyes and replied in unison.
"Consider it done."