Disclaimer: I'm too young to be Rowling so there is sadly no way Harry Potter is mine…

Placing:Afterthe war.

Challenge: 'Prompt of the day'. Prompt: (action) cleaning. 823 words. Gryffindor, Hogwarts.

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EMERGENCY CALL

PART II

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"Hermione!" Harry shouted loudly. "I've got a problem!"

No answer from anywhere inside his best friend's house.

"Hermione!"

"Wait a moment," he heard a voice from afar. "I'm currently dealing with a little problem. Give a moment or two please!"

"Please hurry up!" Harry cried. "Arthur is currently cleaning the kitchen of the Burrow!"

He sounded quite desperate at that.

"He's what? Why?" Hermione asked confused from afar.

"Cleaning the Burrow kitchen!" Harry repeated desperate.

A moment later Hermione appeared inside the room, her face a mask of confusion and exasperation.

"So, Harry," she said again. "What did you shout about?"

"Arthur," Harry repeated, nearly crying. "He's cleaning the kitchen in the Burrow!"

Hermione's face showed even more confusion at that.

"But that's nice, Harry!" She said, softly smiling. "I'm sure that Molly will appreciate it when her husband helps her a bit!"

Harry just sobbed at that.

"I don't think she will," Harry said, sounding a little desperate.

Hermione sighed at that.

"Harry," she said amused. "I know that Molly sometimes sounds like she doesn't want anyone in her domain. But it isn't truly like that! You should know that she does appreciate it sometimes if someone is helping her with one thing or the other."

"But that isn't it!" He cried. "It's not helping what he's doing! He's cleaning the kitchen, Hermione!"

"I understood it the first time, Harry," Hermione said, amused. "I just don't understand why you're so freaked out about that fact…"

"Because it's Arthur, 'Mione!" Harry cried. "Arthur!"

Hermione just looked even more confused.

"I know, Harry," she said amused, before turning serious. "You don't want to tell me that you're just freaked out because Arthur is helping Molly. I mean, it's nice what he's doing, isn't it?"

"Yeah… no! No, no, no! That's not it, Hermione!" Harry cried. "Hermione, didn't you listen to me? Arthur is cleaning the kitchen!"

"I hear that the first time, Harry," she repeated. "But what's so bad about Arthur cleaning?"

"He's a muggle fanatic, Hermione!" Harry replied. "That's so bad about him cleaning!"

"What does it have to do with Arthur cleaning?" Hermione asked confused.

"He's using muggle supplies!" He replied desperately. "That's wrong with it!"

"Harry just because he's using muggle supplies to clean the kitchen…"

"He's using laundry detergent for the kitchen stove and toilet cleaner for the crockery!" Harry cried.

Hermione's eyes widened.

"He's what? Why?" She asked horror-stricken.

"I don't know!" Harry replied crying. "I tried to tell him that the cleaner's aren't used that way!"

"Then why is he still using it that way?" Hermione asked confused. "I mean, shouldn't you have told him that…"

"I told him!" Harry cried. "What else should I have done?"

"Stop him!" Hermione replied exasperated.

"That's why I called you!" Harry replied crying. "So, please! Hermione!"

Hermione frowned.

"What about Arthur's children?" She asked confused. "I mean Ron is working, but the others…"

"George is working as well," Harry replied tiredly. "Bill is watching his daughter, Charlie is in Romania and Percy –"

He stopped at that and took a deep breath.

"Just… let's don't talk about Percy," he said.

Hermione frowned.

"Harry," she said slowly. "I thought you and Percy are alright now?"

"We are, we are!" Harry assured her. "But still… let's not talk about Percy…"

"Harry…" Hermione said slowly. "What is Percy doing right now?"

Harry winced.

"He's trying to save the sofa," he finally confessed.

Hermione's eyebrows furrowed at that.

"Why is he…?" She started hesitatingly.

Harry winced again.

"Arthur was at it with the chalk remover," Harry said wincing again.

Hermione blinked at him shocked.

"But… but…" she stuttered.

"So, please, Hermione!" Harry cried. "You have to come over and stop him before Molly comes home to a dead-cleaned house!"

"Dead-cleaned? Are you inventing words now?" She asked surprised and amused.

Harry sighed.

"What else should I call it if the house will be destroyed thanks to Arthur's new found enthusiasm to clean everything the muggle way?" He asked rhetorically.

Hermione blinked surprised.

"Er…" She said hesitatingly. Then she thought it over.

"Alright," she said finally. "I understand what you mean. I guess you are right. It definitely sounds like he's dead-cleaning the house."

"So if you understand that – are you coming and help me to stop Arthur's cleaning enthusiasm?"

Hermione frowned again.

In that moment a cry was head behind Harry. Harry half-pulled his head out of the flames to look behind him.

"What?" He asked confused.

"Harry, help!" Percy could be heard from afar. "Father's found the laundry!"

"What's so bad -?"

"It's dissolving!" Percy cried. "I don't know what Father did, but it's actually dissolving into nothingness!"

"It's what?" Harry cried horrified, before turning around to Hermione. "Hermione!" The absolutely horrified look in his face was enough for Hermione to finally act.

"Step aside, Harry!" She cried. "I'm coming through!"

Some things truly were an emergency – and dissolving laundry was one of them!

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