Disclaimer: See chapter one.
Chapter Two: Back to Hogworts
"Fred!" Mrs. Weasely's voiced screeched and echoed up the stairs. "George! Get down here this instant!"
"Wonder what's up?" Harry asked. He and Ron were packing for school the next morning.
"Dunno," Ron replied, "Let's go and see."
When they arrived downstairs they saw Mrs. Weasely glaring angrily at the twins, who managed to maintain looks of innocence.
"What happened," whispered Ginny, coming up behind them.
"Not sure yet," Ron replied.
After a few tense seconds, Fred finally asked, "What is it mum?"
"You know very well what it is!" She screeched. Harry was a bit frightened by the fire in her eyes, yet the twins opted to look politely puzzled.
Just then, Mr. Weasely walked into the room. One look at his hair and Harry knew exactly why Mrs. Weasely was so upset. His hair was not its normal bright red color. It was bright, however, it was bright blue.
Silence hung in the air.
However, it did not last long. Harry, Ron, and Ginny immediately burst out laughing. The twins, pleased that their invention was a success, joined in. Mr. Weasely just stood there in shock. Mrs. Weasely, however, was less than amused.
She began to berate the twins. "What in the world did you create now? Just look what you did to your father!" She pointed at him.
This, however, only made the twins laugh harder.
"Hair pops!" George managed between laughs.
"What?" Mrs. Weasely said, irritated.
"Hair pops, mum, hair pops." Fred replied. "Each one turns your hair a different color."
"I thought that lollipop tasted a bit off…" Mr. Weasely said to himself.
"Well, don't leave your creations around the house." Mrs. Weasely told them. "And no more testing them on the family."
She looked at her husband and couldn't help but smile. "Oh dear. Just look at you. What on earth will they say at work?"
"Don't worry mum," Fred spoke up. "We have a counter curse."
Once Mr. Weasely was back to his normal state and the excitement died down, everyone went back to what they were originally doing.
Although they were short on time, they all managed to make it onto the train before it pulled out of the station. Although Fred and George had graduated last year, they needed to make up their missed months of work.
After a few minutes of wandering, Harry, Ron, and Ginny found Hermione already settled into a compartment.
"Cutting it a little close aren't we?" She said as she gave them all hugs.
"Yeah, well better late than never, right?" Harry replied.
"I guess, so tell me Harry, how was your…"
"Hello Potter." All four of them looked up to see Malfoy, along with Crabbe and Goyle, standing in the entrance. Malfoy turned to Hermione and smiled nastily, "Still here are you?" He said, "Well, not for long. With the dark lord back in power, your days are numbered mudblood." Hermione gave him an icy stare.
"Shut it Malfoy." Ron warned. Yet he ignored him and instead went on to Harry.
"So, Gryffindor's team is without beaters this year. How…tragic." He smiled. "How do you expect to play against Slytherin with that filthy team of rejects?"
Harry could feel his blood boil, but he kept his anger in check. "That team of rejects," he said coolly, "beat your team for the house cup third year. I don't think it will be too hard to do it again."
"With what?" Malfoy laughed, pointing to Ron. "With that for a keeper?"
"Exactly."
"Well, then you can kiss the cup goodbye." With that, the three left the compartment, laughing.
As soon as they disappeared around the corner, Neville entered. Several students laughed at him as he walked past.
"Neville," Hermione gasped, "what on earth happened to your hair?"
"Hair pops." Harry said.
"What?"
"Hair pops," Ron said. Fred and George invented them this summer.
"It's horrible," Neville said, miserably. "I should have known not to take the candy they offered me before I got on the train."
"Ah, it's not so bad." Ginny said.
"Yeah," Harry added, "pink is a good color on you."
"Please Hermione," Neville pleaded, "Can you help me?"
"I'm not sure how." Hermione confessed.
Neville's eyes widened in horror.
"It's ok," Ron said, "Fred and George gave me the counter curse."
Once he was back to normal, he joined in laughing.
Upon their arrival at Hogworts they went through the usual routine. After the sorting ceremony and the feast, Dumbledore stood to address the students.
"I have a few short announcements before we all retire. First, as most of you know, the forest is off limits to all students. Second, due to recent events, all students shall be back in their dormitories by six o'clock, no exceptions."
"Six o'clock!" Whispered Angelina in dismay. "When are we supposed to practice?"
"Finally," Dumbledore continued, "I would like to introduce our newest Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I'm sure many of you will remember him, as he taught two years ago. Please welcome, Professor Lupin."
Lupin stood and smiled at the students.
'Lupin!' Harry thought in bewilderment.
That night, Harry had a terrible nightmare.
Voldemort was in a dark room, surrounded by his deatheaters.
"Is all going according to plan?" He asked Wormtail.
"Y…yes my lord." Wormtail murmured. "He is at Hogworts, and is ready to carry out your plan."
"Good, we will attack soon. Do not kill them all." He smiled evilly, "I want this to be a preview of what is to come."
He let out a high, cruel laugh. The room spun out of focus and Harry woke with a start.
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