Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. That wonderful privilege belongs to the fabulous JK Rowling, and I must honor her.
Discovery At Dinner
It was Christmas time and Harry Potter, the Weasleys, minus Percy, Hermione Granger, Remus Lupin, and Sirius Black were all seated at the long wooden table in the kitchen of Number 12, Grimald Place. Harry was deep in the midst of a conversation with his godfather about the marauder's past pranks.
"And then, James sent a stinging hex back at Snape who immediately dropped his wand, allowing me the chance to turn his robes into a pink cocktail dress." Harry nearly fell off his chair from laughing so hard. Sirius had grab his godson to keep him from collapsing on the floor. When Harry was leading backward, Remus got a glimpse of something on Harry's hand.
"Harry," Remus asked, "What happened to your hand?" Harry quickly attempted to hide his hand.
Sirius frowned, "Harry, you're as bad at lieing as James." Sirius looked as if he was about to go into a long story, but Remus stopped him with a worried glance at the nervous fifteen-year-old in between them.
Harry sent a help-me glance towards the twins who were sitting across from him at the table. He did not want his godfather, and ex-professor learning about what happened in detention with Umbridge. He knew Sirius would try to march over to Hogwarts and give Umbridge a piece of his mind. Or more accurately a piece of his wand.
The twins noticed Harry's look and quickly came to his rescue. "Oh, that's nothing," Fred said airily, "Harry just got on the wrong side of one our pranks. His hand kind of has a picture of a...ah... bunny on it at the moment. Not to worry though. It should be off in about three weeks. Sorry again Harry. It was meant for Ron."
Harry gave the twins a relived look, but they did not notice because there mother had just began lecturing them about their "foolish" pranks. Remus however looked rather disbelieving but decided, not to push the subject at the current time.
But he was going to find out.