It was a seemingly peaceful day at Grimmauld place. No one was arguing, the twins where mysteriously silent, and
Molly Weasleys' usual kitchen sounds were oddly relaxing. That is, until they heard a large explosion coming from the
twins room. There where two seconds of complete silence throughout the house, and then Fred and George started to
panic.
"Oh my god!"said Fred.
" What are we going to tell mom?!" replied George.
"I don't know!"
"Tell me what?" demanded in a strict tone. Both twins turned around, not realizing that mostly all of the
houses occupants stood in the doorway, except for Kreacher, who was sulking in the attic, and Sirius, who was feeding
Buckbeak.
"Uuuhhh....nothing, mom!" stuttered Fred.
"Yeah! Everything's completely perfect!" squeaked George, looking positively terrified.
"What happened?" asked Tonks, and then she ran into the room, with everyone following her.
"What's that?" asked Moody, pointing to something small in the corner. As they watched, the figure slowly moved,
then sat up. It was a little boy, not older than 5, and looking like he was in pain.
Slowly and cautiously, Mr. Weasley made his way over to the figure.
"Hello, little boy!" he said, trying to look friendly.
"Hi." said the boy, glancing around the room, staring at everybody in sight.
"Are you alright?"
"Wew, my head huwts, but it aaways does now, so dat's no pwobwem."
"What's your name?" asked , now looking worried.
" Wemus Wupin." answered the boy, staring up at the crowd. There was one second of silence, then Mrs. Weasley
burst.
"You shrunk Remus! Oh my god, you are in so much trouble! Do you have any idea what this means?!"
"Actually, Molly," interrupted Snape, who looked like he was trying to hold back a smile, "This means more than you
think."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, assuming that he is now 5, then he is too young for the effects of Wolfsbane, meaning that we now have not
only a 5 year old running around the house, but also a newborn Puppy." spent about 10 seconds to sink
this new information in, then turned back to the twins and said in a deadly silent voice:
"More trouble than you think."
Suddenly the now shrunken Remus suddenly stood up and said:
"I'm hungry." Immediately, the anger evaporated from Mrs. Weasley's voice and she turned to Remus.
"Well, what would you like to eat, dear?" she asked. Remus looked thoughtful for a moment, then said:
"Steak." Mrs. Weasleys eyes widened for a moment, but then she regained control and said:
''Well, OK, dear. How would you like your steak?"
"Raw." Again, there was a little silence, then:
"Well, alright then, let's all go downstairs."