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"You are dismissed," the misty voice of Sybil Trelawney said, as the students 6th year Gryffindors picked up their books, and headed toward the ladder.
"When I told Fred and George about what happened with Snape, they had an idea on how to get back at him...and Sirius and Remus," Ron Weasley muttered, following Harry Potter down. He ran a hand through his flaming red hair. "I reckon we would get in trouble, though."
"What is it that they told you?" Harry asked. Ron looked at him, amusement in his blue(?) eyes. Harry had messy black hair, which was plastered to his head, because of the heat in the giant insect's room, and bright green eyes.
"We do aging potions for exams, so Fred said that me, you, and Hermione make it to turn us into babies, so Sevvie-dearest would have to care for us!" Ron giggled.
"Sirius and Remus come in were...?" Harry questioned. Ron laughed.
"We invite them to class!" he said, rolling his eyes, "That way, Dumbledore says they take care of us too!"
"I can hear Hermione's voice when we suggest it to her...'RON! HARRY! We can't do that! We'll get in trouble...'" Harry said, laughing. Ron frowned.
"Hermione is flexible. We can get her to agree." he muttered, spotting the brunette waiting at the bottom of the stairs. "Hey, 'Mione!"
"What took you so long? I've been waiting for 5 minutes!" Hermione said. She had bushy brown hair, with eyes to match.
"Walking slowly," Harry replied, as they walked in the direction of Gryffindor Tower. "Hermione, we have an idea on how to get back at Snape, Sirius, and Remus..."
"Are you two still going on about that? It was just an accident!" Hermione sighed.
"No it wasn't! If they hadn't had those balls..." Ron started.
"Just tell me your scheme, so I can yell at you about it," she said. Harry shrugged at Ron.
"Ron asked Fred and George, and they said to use the Aging Potion, to turn us into children," Harry replied.
"Then Snape, Sirius, and Remus take care of us!" Ron laughed, "Let them see what a pain in the-"
"Ron, that could hurt us!" she cut him off, "What if we got stuck that way?"
"Then joy, oh joy! No school!" Ron sang, "No books, no quills, NO WORK! Lalalalala! Away with school, away with school!"
"Oh, Ron!" Hermione sighed.
"Come on, Herm," Harry said, "It'll only be for the summer!"
Sighing, Hermione rolled her eyes, and finally said, "Fine! I agree! I swear, Mum will have a cow when she finds out I'm a 6-year-old!"
"'have a cow'?" Ron asked.
"Muggle saying," Harry and Hermione replied.
"Ohhhh!" Ron said. He looked at Harry. "Herms mistaken...I'm aiming for 2-year-old!"
Harry laughed, and shook his head. "Our we trying to get back at them, or kill them?" he asked.
"Both?"
"You are dismissed," the misty voice of Sybil Trelawney said, as the students 6th year Gryffindors picked up their books, and headed toward the ladder.
"When I told Fred and George about what happened with Snape, they had an idea on how to get back at him...and Sirius and Remus," Ron Weasley muttered, following Harry Potter down. He ran a hand through his flaming red hair. "I reckon we would get in trouble, though."
"What is it that they told you?" Harry asked. Ron looked at him, amusement in his blue(?) eyes. Harry had messy black hair, which was plastered to his head, because of the heat in the giant insect's room, and bright green eyes.
"We do aging potions for exams, so Fred said that me, you, and Hermione make it to turn us into babies, so Sevvie-dearest would have to care for us!" Ron giggled.
"Sirius and Remus come in were...?" Harry questioned. Ron laughed.
"We invite them to class!" he said, rolling his eyes, "That way, Dumbledore says they take care of us too!"
"I can hear Hermione's voice when we suggest it to her...'RON! HARRY! We can't do that! We'll get in trouble...'" Harry said, laughing. Ron frowned.
"Hermione is flexible. We can get her to agree." he muttered, spotting the brunette waiting at the bottom of the stairs. "Hey, 'Mione!"
"What took you so long? I've been waiting for 5 minutes!" Hermione said. She had bushy brown hair, with eyes to match.
"Walking slowly," Harry replied, as they walked in the direction of Gryffindor Tower. "Hermione, we have an idea on how to get back at Snape, Sirius, and Remus..."
"Are you two still going on about that? It was just an accident!" Hermione sighed.
"No it wasn't! If they hadn't had those balls..." Ron started.
"Just tell me your scheme, so I can yell at you about it," she said. Harry shrugged at Ron.
"Ron asked Fred and George, and they said to use the Aging Potion, to turn us into children," Harry replied.
"Then Snape, Sirius, and Remus take care of us!" Ron laughed, "Let them see what a pain in the-"
"Ron, that could hurt us!" she cut him off, "What if we got stuck that way?"
"Then joy, oh joy! No school!" Ron sang, "No books, no quills, NO WORK! Lalalalala! Away with school, away with school!"
"Oh, Ron!" Hermione sighed.
"Come on, Herm," Harry said, "It'll only be for the summer!"
Sighing, Hermione rolled her eyes, and finally said, "Fine! I agree! I swear, Mum will have a cow when she finds out I'm a 6-year-old!"
"'have a cow'?" Ron asked.
"Muggle saying," Harry and Hermione replied.
"Ohhhh!" Ron said. He looked at Harry. "Herms mistaken...I'm aiming for 2-year-old!"
Harry laughed, and shook his head. "Our we trying to get back at them, or kill them?" he asked.
"Both?"
