How Harry Did It

Chapter Two:

When Harry met the Weasley Twins for the first time, he officially declared them rivals. Well, in his head. Because to do so out loud would reveal him as a prankster, and stealth was the name of the game.

"I'm Ron. Ron Weasley," the apparent relative of The Twins introduced himself.

Harry blinked. "Harry. Harry Potter," he said after shaking the outstretched hand. He tilted his head curiously at the look of awe on the redhead's face.

"H-harry Potter? Really? Can I see the scar?"

Harry stared. "What scar?"

The Weasley frowned. "The one on your forehead."

Harry blinked before just barely holding the grin off his face. "What scar?" he asked, flipping up his forehead.

Ron gasped. "W-what? There's n-no scar?"

Harry was a picture of innocence. "I don't know what it is about this scar fetish of yours, but I assure you I have no unnatural skin lesions."

"B-but you're Harry Potter. You have to have the scar."

Harry shrugged, inwardly gleeful at the chaos he was already spreading. "Well, obviously I don't have the scar. So does this mean I'm not Harry Potter? Maybe I should change my name."

But Ron's answer to that was interrupted.

"Hello. I'm Hermione Granger. Have either of you seen a toad? Neville's lost one."

Harry turned to the disruption and couldn't help but stare at the mane of fluffy, brown, frizzy, brown hair. Reaching forward, he stuck his hand into the nest. The girl pulled away with a taken aback look. "What are you do-"

Harry delighted in the shocked look on her face as she saw the frog in his hand. "I don't suppose this is the toad you're looking for, huh? In fact, I think it's a frog. Do you collect frogs, Hermione?"

The girl didn't seem to have anything to say to that.

The toad was found, but not before it had mysteriously changed to the colour orange. Neville, having little practical magical experience, decided to leave it alone, and Ron spent the rest of the trip complaining about how he wished he could make his rat look more interesting by turning it orange.

The rat developed a mushroom growth on its but a few hours later.

Harry caught a glimpse of The Twins while the train disembarked, but was unsuccessful in determining if his rivals had cast any pranks yet. Harry figured he had a head start, but you never knew what tricky tricksters could come up with.

On the ride to the castle, Harry managed to tip his boat three times, each time appearing mysteriously dry after the dunking. When his boat mates asked him how he did it, all he said was 'Magic', and for once the answer didn't get him a beating.

Harry decided Hogwarts was super cool.

-Toki Mirage-

I should go to bed. It's 4:30 am and I just posted the second chapter to a crackfic… (looks shifty)