Disclaimer: You'd think that after eight chapter, I'd have something better to say than just 'not mine' but unfortunately, I'm running out of things to say.

A/N: So I'm really glad people like this story. I'm having a hilariously good time writing. Keep on enjoying. Oh, and I'm not exactly sure if it's at all possible to Apparate all the way from Hogsmeade to Diagon Alley which is why that part will be slightly awkward. Anyway, I hope you still like this chapter.


Melody and I stood outside of Zonko's after the meeting in the Hogshead, which had gone rather well considering a lot of the people there had thought Harry was crazy. But the Defense Against the Dark Arts class was very far from my mind at this point. Zonko's loomed over me, my competition.

"One day, Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes is going to be just as big as Zonko's," I told Melody, smiling down at her.

"Maybe bigger," she said, grinning back at me. "You've already got half of Hogwarts buying your stuff."

I looked back at Zonko's watching the kids coming and going. "Did I tell you we've already got a place?'

"Seriously?" I looked back at Melody who looked pleasantly surprised.

"Seriously. Do you want to see it?"

"Of course. Where is it? Here at Hogsmeade?"

"No it's in Diagon Alley."

"But that's all the way back in . . . well, Diagon Alley."

I smirked at her. "Did you forget I can Apparate?"

She frowned. "We're not supposed to leave Hogsmeade, George."

"Come on, Melody," I said, grabbing her arm. "It'll be fun. And we'll be back before anyone notices we've gone."

She bit her lip, a slight smile appearing on her face. "You know, when I agreed to come to Hogsmeade with you, I wasn't planning on all of this."

"I know, but that's what makes it all fun! Do you want to go?"

". . . Fine." We moved quickly, heading towards an empty alleyway, checking in front of us and behind us to make sure no one could see us and rat us out to Umbridge.

I grabbed her arms and slipped them around my waist while I put my arms around her shoulders, holding her close to me. "Hang on tight, Melody."

"Are you sure you can do this? Maybe we should stop at a halfway –"

I Apparated.


I did as she said, of course, Apparating to a halfway point before Apparating to Diagon Alley. Even I knew that I wouldn't make it all the way to Diagon Alley from Hogsmeade with splicing one of us.

We appeared in front of an abandoned building just a little ways away from Flourish and Blotts. I sighed, smiling, "This is it."

"Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes," Melody said.

It was then that I realized I was still holding onto her and she was still holding onto me. I let go, feeling my a blush creep up my neck. Grabbing her hand I pulled her inside the shop.

It was empty of course, but Fred and I had already planned everything out.

"You see," I said, moving around, "all the shelves with all our stuff will go around here. We'll sell our candy of course and all our fireworks and our pranks and anything else you can think of."

"Candy makers all over will beg you to sell their things," Melody said excited.

"Right," I said, grinning at her. I pulled her over to the opposite wall. "Oh, and you'll be over here, behind the counter." I stepped back and said, "Excuse me miss, I was wondering if I could purchase this firework and will you be getting any new products in stock soon?"

"Of course sir," Melody said, laughing. "Messrs. Fred and George Weasley create new products every couple of days."

I laughed grabbing her hand again and pulling towards the back of the shop. "This will be our workshop and our storeroom," I explained. "And of course, we'll have an idea board that will be charmed so that only you, Fred, and I can use it and see it so that our ideas will never be stolen."

"Good idea. You'll become so popular that you're bound to have many rivals."

"This is the best part though," I said, pulling her up the stairs towards the back of the storeroom.

"An apartment?" Melody said.

"Yep," I said, happily. "Fred and I are going to live here until we make money to each get a house of our own . . . or until we get tired of each other or if Fred finds a girl or something. And when we've both moved out, we're going to rent it out to someone to make more money for the shop. There's another staircase that leads outside so that they don't have to go through the shop if they don't want to."

"It's perfect George. I don't think you could have found a place better than this for your shop. It's wonderful."

I turned to her, slightly breathless with excitement. "You think?"

She was grinning with anticipation and excitement. "I really do. I can't wait for this place to open. It'll be the best place to work over the summer and after school."

She sighed happily before looking at her watch. "We should get back."

"Yeah," I said, sadly.

Melody stepped forward hesitantly, wrapping her arms around my waist again. I grinned down at her, putting my arms around her shoulders, quite happily.

"Thanks for showing me this, George," she said, her head leaning against my shoulder. "And for . . . hanging out with me today."

"Anytime, Mel. Seriously." She grinned up at me and I Apparated.