I dont own Harry Potter...sigh :(

Just my luck to be on-call today of all days. Everyone knew that this was a testing week at WWW. It was notorious for all sorts of complex cases being presented by the Testers. So now I was making my way through the crowds gathered in the streets of Diagon Alley to the one building where the chimney was spewing green, purple, orange and pink smoke. My brothers shop.

Like every testing week that came before a swarm of people peered in the windows and doors trying to catch a glimpse of the twins new products. I had to push my way through to the front door.

Knock, knock

"Doctors orders"

Knock, knock

I gave the special password my brothers told me three years ago when I first qualified as a healer.

"Incase we're both incapacitated" they'd said.

More often then not it was used to get in when they kept everyone else out. Since I'd left the ministry we'd become closer than before they said I was less snooty now. Though I had my moments.

Today the shop was empty bar some lingering odour of dungbombs and exploding snap cards so they must have stayed in the workroom upstairs. I slipped behind the black velvet curtain that hid the rather precarious looking spiral staircase I had to climb. The magic of magic that it's perfectly safe.

The door to the workroom was shut but Fred and George were arguing so loud it went straight through the wood.

"NO! You do it Fred" I hear George shout.

"I can't George! Angie will kill me. YOU do it."

I walk in the door and see my mirror image brothers pushing a very disgruntled looking frog away from themselves towards their counterpart. Coughing, I get their attention.

"PERCY!"

"You do it!" they both come towards me the frog in their hands outstretched towards me. I'm confused. Do what exactly? I voice my concern.

"What happened here?"

"It's Hermione..."

"...she agreed to be our tester this week..."

"..after all her help designing some of our new products..."

"...we thought it'd be fair to let her test out one..."

"...of her own."

"she's turned herself into...

"a frog! An icky.."

"..slimey..."

"...green..."

"...frog!"

Oh.

"I ..seeeeee" I draw out knowing where my brothers were going now.

"We need you..."

...to kiss her"

"then she'll go back to normal"

I take Hermione the frog with a sigh. She's not slimey but soft and warm like normal skin. Quite nice. I bring her close to my mouth and press my lips to her small froggy green ones.

A small puff of green smoke and an almost normal Hermione is in my arms returning the caress of my lips with her own. It's like heaven. When we break apart she leans into me and whispers so seductively.

"Did you like it darling? I chose this one myself"

I grin wolfishly. It was a very distracting change for once. Rather than the disasters that usually occurred with my little brothers.

"it appears though my love that you are not quite cured. You're...well...you're still green"

My wife smirks at me.

"well then maybe more doses of the treatment are required doctor"

I'm all too happy to oblige.

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