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-Double Take-
-Ron's POV (Mostly)-
"So then what did she say?" asked Harry as the two heads of the Auror Department walked toward Hermione's office to pick her up for their meeting with Minister Kingsley.
"She said nothing. Just turned around and left it on the floor," replied Ron describing an argument he and Hermione had that morning over breakfast.
"No! She didn't!" exclaimed Harry, sounding amazingly like a 13 year old girl.
"Uh huh, she sure did."
"Not one word?"
"Nope."
"Oh man, mate. I certainly don't want to be in your shoes when you get home."
"Tell me about it…" sighed Ron as the two searched the hall for Hermione's frizzy hair.
"But Ron…come on really, launching pancakes into the air and having Hugo try to catch them was not your smartest plan," said Harry as he peeked into an open office door to see if the brunette was in there.
"I know but….I thought it would cheer Hue up…He's been really down since Rosie left for Hogwarts."
"Yeah…Lily, too. Maybe we can take the kids off your parents' hands next week and have them spend the day with us at work."
"Maybe," sighed Ron as they continued searching for his wife. The truth was that Ron was missing his little 'Pepper Pot' too. Rosie was most certainly 'Daddy's Little Girl.'
Hermione would always call them two peas in a pod and right now…he was missing his little girl with all his heart.
"There you two are! I've been looking all over for you guys!" exclaimed Hermione from behind the great Aurors, making the two jumped straight into the air and whirl around at her.
"Jeeze! Hermione!" squeaked Harry still recovering from the surprise of seeing her there.
"Yeah! A little warning next time, love," said Ron still clutching at his heart.
It was then that he noticed that Hermione was giving him and odd look…almost as if she didn't know what he meant by what he said.
She then quickly regained her composer and shrugged it off.
"Whatever, come on you two, we're going to be late," said Hermione coldly as she turned down the hall.
"Right…" said Ron and Harry as they hurried next to her side and they walked down the hall together.
"Mione…" whispered Ron into her ear as he gently kissed her on the cheek, "You're not still mad at me for this morning are you?"
Then Hermione did something she had never done before, she blushed bright red and became totally speechless…
Suddenly she quickened her pace next to Ron and rushed hurriedly down the hall.
"Must be still mad, sorry mate," said Harry as he rushed to keep up with Hermione.
"Hermione! Wait up please! Ron didn't mean to make you mad-" said Harry as he caught her elbow.
With a sigh, she turned around to Harry and looked into his eyes, "Yes, Harry I-I know I just- don't feel very well today."
"Aww.. I see," said Harry considerately,."But you should really tell that to Ron, I think you hurt his feelings just now."
"You're right," said Hermione as she turned around to apologize to Ron.
The two found him at the other end of the hall waving frantically.
"Guys! Kingsley's office is this way! We're five minutes late! Move it!"
"Oh no! Come on!" said Harry as he dragged a rather pale looking Hermione down the hall to their boss' office.
The trio rushed passed Anita, the secretary in a blur barely making out her scream of, "Wait!"
"Sorry we're-" gasped out Ron as the two men Kingsley was speaking to quickly turned around with a look of horror.
It was a look both Harry and Ron knew well, because the men in front of them were copies of themselves.
Instantly Ron, Harry, and Kingsley drew their wands as the two apparently Polyjuiced versions of Ron and Harry coward in fright on the floor.
"DD-Dad! Please don't! It was all James' idea!" cried the one that looked like Harry.
The one that looked like Ron turned angrily on the cowering form of Harry and growled, "I'm the-! You're the one that suggested trying out the Polyjuice potion in the first place, Al!"
"ENOUGH!" bellowed Kingsley at the top of his lungs as the two boys clung to each other out of fright at the loud outburst.
"James…Al?" yelled Harry in shock as he began to lower his wand.
But Ron wasn't convinced yet, "Al, what was James' teddy bear's name?" demanded the red-haired Auror.
"Bbbenny Fuzzbutt!"
"Al!" exclaimed the mortified youth.
"James, what was Al's first sign of magic?"
"U-Uncle Ron, do I have to?"
"If you want us to put down the wands then, yes you do!"
"Okay! Okay! Blew me up like a balloon and kicked me around the house! Happy?" yelled the redhead on the ground.
Ron then sighed and looked at Kingsley forlornly, "No one else other than the kids would know that. It's them, sir."
"Well- I must say this is quite the predicament boys, how on earth did you two get here?" asked Kingsley clearly worried about security.
"The Portkey," mumbled both boys from the ground and cringed knowing what would come next.
"THE PORTKEY?" screamed both Harry and Ron at the top of their lungs.
"The Portkey that took us five years to acquire?" yelled Harry enraged, "The Portkey you all are only suppose to use in the utmost danger? The one connected from Hogwarts directly to the Ministry in case some one attacks the school again? THAT PORTKEY? "
"Uh…yes?" said James-Ron as Al-Harry began to cry.
"We just wanted an adventure…and to see how well the potion worked….we-"
Before the two said anything more, Hermione tipped over a vase of flowers in the corner of the room.
"Oh dear," she said nervously and rushed to repair it.
James-Ron saw his chance. He grabbed onto Al-Harry and raced from the room.
"OH YOU BOYS BETTER RUN! YOU'RE GROUNDED FOREVER! YOU HEAR ME!" growled Harry as raced out of the room after his two escaping sons.
Ron sighed and rubbed his forehead.
He swore those two were worse than he and Harry had EVER been at that age.
It was then that it dawned on him….
"Wait a minute... James and Al could never pull off a potion as complex as polyjuice at their age…UNLESS-" thought Ron as he turned toward his wife who had just fixed the vase …..and was curiously inching her way out of the room.
"Hermione, love…" said Ron sarcastically as Hermione turned her full attention onto him, "When did you get red highlights?"
This prompted a frightened squeak from the girl as she realized the potion must be wearing off. Quickly she ran from the room yelling, "James made me do it!"
Red sparks flew from Ron's wand as he gripped it with all his might.
"ROSIE!" he bellowed and stormed out of the room.
And as he ran down the hall he yelled, "When I catch you, you're getting such a spanking!"
The Minister of Magic just shook his head and placed it in hands.
"Those three certainly got their parents' love for mischief," thought Kingsley as he was itching for some Firewhiskey right about now.
"Uh..sir…" came a voice from the door.
Kingsley sighed and looked up at the form of Percy Weasley with a confused look on his face.
"Yes, Percy…"
"Umm…do I want to know why my little brother ran out of your office screaming that he was going to spank his wife?"
Kingsley just sighed and said no.
Author's Notes: Hehehe! Next time!
Harry and Ron take Lily and Hugo to work and have "Storytime!"
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