Chapter Two: Blissfully Accepted

~Bliss~

I lived with my Aunt Tonks and my grandparents after my mother died in child birth and my father was killed fighting Zaria. I went to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for all seven years, and was in the same year as Fred and George Weasley and their counterpart, Natalie.

From the time I was really young, I realized that I was a Metamorhpmagus like Tonks, but different. Instead of choosing my appearance at will, whatever my mood was, my appearance modified to fit it. From my first year on, people either regarded me as strange, or really wicked. Fred and George were the first people I talked to. In fact, I fancied George. All through my school years I fancied him. Sadly, I wasn't really accepted into their gang. That's probably due to the fact that my house was Ravenclaw.

It wasn't until Luna Lovegood and Cho Chang were sorted that I actually made real friends. Until then, my friends weren't very close. We formed our own little group, and it wasn't long before both of them knew of my unhealthy infatuation with George Weasley.

It was all good and fine until my secret got out that I fancied George. I was so embarrassed that I didn't come out of bed for days. Luna and Cho had to drag me out of it. Then, I refused to talk to George, but I somehow found myself alone with him at the Owlery one morning.

''W-where is Fred?'' I asked, watching my hair turn pink and curl down to my chest. I knew my eyes were turning colors as well. Traitors! I thought to myself, feeling vulnerable.

''He's sleeping still. Luna told me you went out here to send a letter to your Aunt.''

''So you came out here… why?''

''You've been avoiding me for weeks. Why?''

''I asked you my question first.''

''I thought it was obvious. I wanted to talk to you.'' He got dangerously close.

''About what?'' I already knew the answer.

''You're going to the Yule ball with me.'' George folded his arms.

''Oh, really?'' I felt my face getting hot.

''Yes. You know everyone is talking about it. Us, I mean.''

''How I fancy you. I know Cho just let it slip out but, I really didn't want you to know.''

''Bliss, I just told you that you're going to the Yule Ball with me. As my date. Maybe my girlfriend. And you're still going on about how I found out that you fancied me.'' George smirked, once again moving closer. I was backed up against the wall of the tower now, my breath caught in my throat.

''What does red mean?'' George breathed, his warm breath hitting my neck.

''Red?''

''Red hair.'' He stated. Sure enough, my hair was a deep wine red color, perfectly straight, and to my shoulders.

''I don't know…'' I lied. He was getting impossibly close now, as if he were testing me. I held my breath as he brought his mouth mere inches from mine.

''You have to go to the ball with me to get that kiss, love.'' He grinned, turning and racing away before I could say another word.

Well, naturally, I went with him. My dress was emerald green with golden ties at the front climbing all the way up the bodice. The long sleeves ended at my wrists and were trimmed in gold, just like the bottom of the dress. The moment I stepped into the hall, I spotted George, standing there in his dress robes, looking handsome as ever.

''You look…beautiful.'' He smiled, holding out a hand for me.

''You don't look so bad yourself.'' I took his hand and he led me out on the dance floor. Not long before the end of the dance, I got a headache and we went out for some air.

''I've fancied you since I met you.'' George said suddenly.

''You're not just saying that so I'll stay the night with you, are you?''

''Of course not! Is it working?''

I shot him a glare.

''Only joking. You know I'm glad I came here with you tonight. Katie kept tossing hints at me that she wanted to be with me.''

''Oh, did you see Harry with Natalie? Match made in heaven!'' I laughed.

''No, no no. I already know who Natalie belongs with, and it's NOT Harry.''

''Oh really? Who is it?''

''I've sworn not to tell, and I'm a man of my word, miss Tonks.''

''Hmmm…'' I tried to think of the guys that weren't in her family. It was then that I realized George was getting close again. I was trapped in a corner of the wall now.

''I know what red hair means now.'' George muttered, his body centimeters from mine.

''W-what?'' George didn't reply. His lips descended on mine and we were kissing passionately. I was backed up in the corner, his entire body pressed against me, and his hands were on my waist, my face, my neck, everywhere. Finally, he stopped. We were both out of breath and I was blushing like mad.

That kiss was just the start of our relationship. Of course I was heartbroken when George told me he decided to leave Hogwarts the next year along with Fred and Natalie. He told me that he would get the joke shop, and that I would have to come to it after this last year and see him. I agreed to this.

So, after term finally ended, I found myself walking down the cobblestone streets of Diagon Alley. Instead of being packed with people and busy as usual, it was quite silent and empty. I knew the shop the second I saw it… Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. What a fantastic look it had, too. Without a second glance, I stepped into the shop.

''Hello?'' I called. Suddenly, there was a rather large crashing sound and George Weasley came out of one of the huge hallways.

''Bliss!'' He raced at me, and we embraced. It felt so good to be back in his arms. My hair turned a platinum blonde and wavy. It fell to my waist as I buried my face in George's warm neck.

''I missed you.'' I said softly.

''I've missed you so much, love.'' George whispered into my ear gently, pressing his forehead against mine.

''Who's here, Georgie?'' Fred asked, looking over to see us and dropping the box he was holding.

''Fred! It's so good to see you!''

''How are you?'' He smirked.

''A lot better now, thanks. Where's Natalie?'' Fred looked away.

''She's been upstairs laying in bed for days now… ever since she found out about who she really is.'' I knew they were talking about the fact that she wasn't really a Weasley.

''Oh! Do you think she'll be alright?''

''Yeah. She's just really down right now, that's all. Were you going to take me up on that offer to work here or not?'' George asked.

''Well, if the offer still stands, yes. I mean, that's what I told Tonks when I was coming out here. If I can get a job here, I'll take it.''

''Excellent. We're still getting set up, and we are having our grand opening next Friday. The only reason it's a little late is because we have to wait for the pygmy puffs to be born, then we have to finish stocking the shelves and add our own touches to the place.''

''Sounds like fun.'' I met George's eyes. At this moment, we both knew what we wanted. The two of us hadn't been alone together in a very, very long time.

''I'm just going to go check on Talie, alright?'' Fred informed us before heading up the stairs to go see her.

''So…'' I whispered awkwardly.

''I thought of you every day we worked in here.'' George blurted out.

''And I thought about you all the time I was stuck in Hogwarts with that ugly old hag.''

We were close together once more and our lips were locked in a rather wet and long kiss. I could've stood there kissing him all day, but we had to break it up when Fred came back downstairs a few minutes later.

''I suppose I should start working?'' I smirked, backing away from George, my hair going from the lust red color to my content wavy blonde.

''Come on, we'll take you back to the puffs.'' Fred and George led me into a dark room at the back of the shop that lit up as soon as we stepped in.

''They're… so cute!'' I gasped, looking at the extremely large puffs of pink and purple fur slowly meandering around the cage.

''And they're expecting. That's why they're so-err-large.'' George said.

''So the babies will be pygmy?''

''Yeah, don't ask us how we did it, you don't want to know.'' Fred shuddered.

''They'll be so cute…'' I cooed, sticking my finger in the cage and letting one of the little puffs sniff it with its tiny little nose. I giggled and noticed my hair turn a bright shade of pink and begin to curl at the bottoms.

''That one's Mauve, and she likes to bite so be careful.'' George warned me.

''Ouch!'' I cried out as its little teeth caught my finger and it drew some of my blood.

''I did warn you. Blimey, you're bleeding…'' George sighed, taking my hand and pulling out his wand. He muttered a spell I had never heard before and I watched as the blood was sucked back into my finger and the skin grew back over the little cuts. I was perfectly healed.

''Where did you learn how to do that?''

''Now, my dear, if I told you that, I'd have to kill you.''

''Oh, I see.'' I folded my arms.

''Alright, so you've obviously met Mauve, but meet Lilac. She's much less….bitey.''

Lilac was a brilliant shade of purple, and she was larger then Mauve. Her little black eyes fixed on me as she ambled towards the edge of the cage.

''Hi sweetie.'' I blushed, holding out my hand. Instead of letting her bite it, I moved my hand and stroked her back. She relaxed at the touch and rolled over on her very chubby belly for my to give her a tummy rub. I liked this one-she was lovely!

''So those are the puffs and they're going to have their babies soon. Then, they'll probably start reproducing like gnomes…'' Fred said.

''Well, I want one. Preferably one of Lilac's babies. I'm not big on getting bit, and those buggers have sharp little teeth.'' The twins chuckled at my response.

And that marked my first day working for the Weasley twins. Little did I know, my adventures were just beginning….