The Privilege of Adulthood Is Getting Completely Drunk

"A brand-new gift? No problem—" Sean smiled and put Daisy's gift into his ring.

After Daisy, Hermione took advantage of a lull in the chatter to shove the package in her hands at Sean. After quietly saying, "Happy birthday," she hurried away. Sean stood there, thoroughly confused. After thinking about it for a while, he decided not to open Hermione's gift right away.

As the birthday party was nearing its end, a commotion broke out outside. Everyone turned to look just in time to see two people push the door open and walk in.

It was George and Fred. One wore a fluorescent magenta robe, while the other wore a fluorescent dark green one. Each of them carried a huge pile of prank toys, all stamped with the name of their joke shop—Weasley's Wizard Wheezes.

"Ohohoho—" The twins burst into laughter together and opened their arms toward Sean. The spinning, brightly glowing, shrieking little gadgets fell all over the floor.

"Happy birthday, our esteemed shareholder!" George laughed loudly.

"No, no, please be considerate of Mr. Wallop's feelings. Surely he doesn't want his once-intimate comrade-in-arms to become cautious around him just because of those stinking Galleons, ha—" Freddie swayed his upper body and threw Sean a flirtatious wink.

"Hey, guys." Sean laughed as he walked up to them.

After hugging the Weasley twins, he said in surprise, "Oh, I thought you wouldn't be able to get in?"

Fred waggled his eyebrows. "Who do you think we are? Back when we were raising hell at Hogwarts, you lot hadn't even been born yet—"

George grinned. "We went to Hogsmeade first, had a little battle of wits with Filch at the castle entrance, then left behind a paint egg that'll drive him mad for an entire week because he can't wash it off.