Disclaimer: JK owns Harry Potter and Co. I am just
visiting the world.
Fred reckoned that he really shouldn’t have done it.
At the time it seemed like a good idea. Harry hadn’t smiled, really smiled, in
so long. That was the only thing that had gone right. Oh well, might as well as
try to get some sleep while in this cage, Angelina really hadn’t appreciated
They were all gathered at the Burrow. Bill was
bringing his girlfriend, Trina, over to meet the family. She was a Muggle and
had been slowly introduced into some of the Wizarding World. Among the things
she knew was that the hero of the Wizarding world, Harry Potter, was a close
family friend of the Weasleys; also she had been warned about pranks being
played by Fred and George. Having met Charlie and Ginny, she knew that everyone
in the group who had flaming red hair was a Weasley, with the exception of
Angelina who had married Fred four months ago. The rest included Hermione
Granger, Ron’s fiancée, and Harry and his housemate Remus Lupin, who had been a
friend of his father and godfather. Nymphadora Tonks, who kept in contact with
Remus and Harry while living in London,
wasn’t going to be able to make that evening due to her job as an Auror.
Bill and Trina had been the last to
show; he had to stay a few extra minutes at work but could then enjoy a really
relaxing weekend. Fred and George were in the middle of a small duel, shooting
sparks at each other to change their hair color. George had just changed Fred’s
to bright green.
“Nice color there, Fred. You should keep it there
more often.” Bill commented as he walked into the living room holding the hand
of a tall woman with dusty blonde hair. “Trina, this is most of the family. Mum
is in the kitchen but you met her when we arrived. The one with the bright
green hair is my younger brother Fred; next to him is family friend Remus
Lupin. After Remus we have Charlie, who you met before, and then my sister
Ginny, who you have also meet. Holding hands with Ginny is Harry Potter. Then
there is Angelina, my sister-in-law, and next to her is Hermione Granger, my
future sister-in-law, then there is George, Fred’s twin and the one who gave
the green hair to him. After George we have Dad, or you can call him Arthur,
and then there is my youngest brother Ron.”
“Hello, everyone,” Trina said, obviously wondering
where to sit. Angelina and Hermione made room for her with them. They would be
the best to help explain some of the questions she might have about the
Wizarding world. Hermione was a Muggle-born and Angelina had a Muggle mother,
so they both knew a fair amount about the Muggle world and the transferring to
the Wizarding world.
When she had settled down, Fred tried to retaliate
on George. He changed his hair to bright, almost neon pink.
“Now that wasn’t very nice.” George exclaimed just
as Molly called them all to dinner. Wanting the last laugh, George fired one
last one at Fred, to change his hair to electric blue.
This caused the whole family to
laugh, and Fred had seen the tell tale signs of a smile on Harry’s face.
One more and we will have Harry
smiling and maybe even laughing. Fred thought as everyone got up to leave.
He hadn’t counted on George bounding up to talk to the two lovebirds or Harry
turning to ask Remus a question.
When Charlie accidentally bumped into Fred
everything went down hill. He slipped up the incantation, causing the most
unusual effect. George and Harry switched hair, and since George still had his
neon, bright pink hair, Harry now sported neon, bright pink hair of a less
shaggy style than normal. George now had Harry’s black hair in the constant
just woken style that had been his trademark for so long.
“FRED MALCOLM WEALSEY, what did you
do?” Molly’s voice rang out, as she saw the switched hair.
“I was trying to make George’s hair baby pastel
yellow. But Charlie accidentally bumped into me.” Fred stuttered as the whole
group turned to look.
Harry noticed that his fringe was no longer in his
eyes and when he looked at George he realized that George had his hair. Ron
conjured a mirror for them to look into; Harry and George stood inspecting and
improving their new styles. Molly continued to yell at Fred till the sound of
Harry laughing cut her off completely. He and George had fixed the hair a
little; Harry had made his into a mohawk while George extended his to long
sharp spikes. Both were beside themselves with laughter. George was leaning on
Ginny, who was giggling and Harry was practically collapsed against Remus.
Slowly the rest of the family started to laugh a little. Trina seemed to have
appreciated the break from the odd situation, and was laughing along with the
rest of the family.
When they had gotten themselves
under control, they switched their hair back to normal. Harry had his normal
black messy hair back and George had his semi shaggy red-orange Weasley hair
back as well. Angelina confiscated Fred’s wand, because even though Harry had
laughed, which hadn’t happened in almost a year, Fred was still in trouble for
switching the hair. He should have known better then to fire that spell at
George on the way to dinner. Besides, Harry didn’t need to be a victim of a
Weasley prank just to get him to smile.
After dinner, where Fred sat
between Molly and Angelina, everyone again retreated to the living room. Then
when Angelina was ready to head back to their flat she gave Fred his wand back
so they could Apparate.
“Honey, what are you mad at? Harry
laughed, which hasn’t happened in almost a year. No harm was done, I didn’t
bait Trina.” Fred asked when they had gotten back to their flat. His last
comment is what really got him in trouble.
“What, you had planned to bait her? Was Trina the
one who was supposed to accidentally swap hair with someone?” Angelina said,
rounding on her husband.
“No, I had just wanted to change
George’s hair color, not swap it with Harry’s. But he did look good with the
“I cannot believe you Fred. Trina was nervous
enough without you adding to it by already having a hair-changing duel with
George when she walked in. It is not easy making the big switch at any point in
your life. Muggle borns can have severe mental breakdowns occasionally while
they are making the switch to the Wizarding World.”
“No, I wasn’t going to bait her. I
do have a small fear of what Bill can do and then what Mum would do. Then when
we got back, here I would be afraid of what you would do too.” Scaring new
relatives was not a good idea. Especially not with a head boy for an older
brother, a head girl for a future in-law and a dragon incarnate for a mother
when she is mad. Not to mention a wife who yells when we get home.
“Good, I am glad you are afraid of us. I just can’t
believe you did that though. Really, what were you thinking, trying to hit
George on the way into dinner? I’m surprised you only switched hairs between
George and Harry. It makes me so mad that you do these things without really
thinking. Ohhh…I could just put you in a doghouse.”
“We don’t have a doghouse, love.”
Fred commented, not realizing that it was better to keep his mouth shut and
just let her rage.
“Now we do.” She replied with a flick of her wand.
Around Fred materialized a large doghouse complete with blanket and sleeping
cushion. With another wave there was a cage around the house, “you can sleep
Angelina then stormed off to their
bedroom. Fred tested the cage with his hands and then with his wand. The only
way he would get out of this was when Angelina let him out.
Oh well, he thought,
might as well try to sleep. I don’t see what everyone was so mad about; Harry
laughed and didn’t seem to mind. That is the important thing and I am sure Bill
warned Trina; we weren’t going to do anything. Even I know better then that.
With that thought, Fred curled up
and fell asleep.
A/N: Thanks to Silver
Phoenix for beta-ing my story. Big thanks to potions gurl for helping me figure