A/N:

Just to get something straight: These are three dancing devils, okay? Meaning I won't make them into good guys. They are going to be evil, evil, evil things. All right? And, they are devils. I have such an odd sense of humor, but since people are reviewing, I suppose you guys enjoy, huh? And I am a GIRL! Gees… my name is Iris Marie for crying out loud! A GIRL! Even though I have a rather sick mind ::cough:: I'm still a girl!

Oh, and to answer Leaf's question (Why does Ron have to take dancing lessons?): Hmm… I never really covered that, did I? Well… let's suppose that Mrs. Weasley just wants her boys to be well rounded? Who knows, I'm just letting this story run by itself. Maybe Mrs. Weasley's going to throw a surprise gathering or something… oh HEY! Hehe… got something else to throw in. NOW I'm keeping my lips zipped tight! And, yup Kathy, I'm on a roll with my stories! (hehe… watch, I just jinxed it ::sigh::)

Usual disclaimers apply.

"Sile et philosophus esto"

[Be silent and you will pass for a philosopher]

Dancing Devils- Part 2

By Iris Marie

"Plecto!" The three things screamed - lights of blue, green and yellow hitting Ginny simultaneously. Fred and George were shaking their heads, their hands in their hair, pulling at it.

When the light faded, Ginny's clothes were all on the floor in a heap. Ron's eyes widened. "GINNY!" he yelled, rushing forward to the heap of clothes. He looked at the sniggering devils, his anger rising. "What DID YOU DO TO GINNY!?!?!"
"Nothing," the blue one said, the innocent expression back upon her face.

"Get me out of here!" they heard something small mutter and Ron gasped as a tiny body was pushing up against the large roll of shirts. "What happened!?! Help me out of here!"

Ron brushed back the shirt and Ginny was now standing in a little pink gown, faerie wings sprouted on her back… and all in the grand height of 4 inches. She looked up at Ron and screeched with her new high voice. "RON!?!? Why are you SO BIG!?!?" She stared at her hands and then felt the wings on her back. "MMUUUMMMM!!!!!!!!" she screamed, sobs coming. "MMMMMUUUUUUMMMMMMM!"
Fred and George ran to her, trying to hush her up. "Oh, Ginny, calm down…"
"CALM DOWN!?!?! I'M A FAERIE!!!!!" she yelled and then her sobs diminished. She looked at her wings and smiled. "Hey, I'm a FAERIE!!" She felt her wings begin to flap and she began to fly. "I'm a FAERIE!"

Fred and George exchanged pained expressions as the devils began giggling. "Ginny… don't be too happy…"

"Why?" she asked, winging her way toward them. "I can FLY!"
George was trying to smile, but it was a failed attempt as he then grabbed his little sister in his hands and brushed her to his cheek. "Oh Ginny! You're a faerie now, but by tomorrow, you'll become a smaller faerie and then a smaller one and smaller one till… till your… poof!" George made a little poof sound and Ginny stared at her brother with large eyes.

She now looked stricken, her eyes looking at everyone in the room and then towards him. "Poof?"
George nodded, turning his eyes to the three dancing devils. "GINNY!" They heard Mrs. Weasley call from the living room. "Did you get them, Ginny?"

Ginny was now sobbing in George's hand, her hands coming together and making a smack while saying, "Poof." They heard footsteps begin to ascend the stairs. "Ron, make them disappear!" Fred whispered sharply, running frantically in his closet and pulling stuff out. Ron stared at him and then to the three sniggering devils.

"You three… hide somewhere!"

They turned to him, the horrible look crossing their faces again. "Why should we listen to you, you oversized boy?" The yellow one asked, her eyes staring hungrily at his hand.

Ron held up the amulet and the three devils squirmed. "Hide! It's an order!" They grumbled, their hands intertwining and then they disappeared.

Fred was trying to get Hermione to drink something. "C'mon… you have to!" Fred muttered, motioning George to help him. George put the sobbing Ginny in Harry's hand. "Hermione…!"

"Ginny?" They heard Mrs. Weasley's voice getting closer.

"But why me?" Hermione asked, staring at the Polyjuice potion that Fred and George had stored for emergencies. "She'll wonder where I am…"

"But, you have a perfect excuse!" Fred said. "You'll be studying somewhere and won't want to be bothered. Imagine if George or I all of a sudden go missing! She'll be pulling out her hairs."

Hermione stared to the potion back to the pleading boys. A knock was then on the door. "Is Ginny in there with you guys?" they heard Mrs. Weasley ask. The doorknob was now being turned.

"Drink it!" Ron now pleaded, staring as the door was widening. "Please Hermione!"

Hermi sighed, holding her nose and then tilting her head back with the potion in her mouth. She squirmed at the taste and then swallowed. She felt her whole body give a shudder as an odd sensation of transforming into something else engulfed her every senses. She closed her eyes, her insides giving an odd wretch. A horrid smell then came over her and when she opened her eyes, she saw the three dancing devils appear for a moment, their hands over their mouths and giving each other high fives. Ron, Fred, George, Harry and Ginny were staring at her with their eyes wide with disbelief and a hand holding their nose from the awful smell.

"What?" she asked, her voice dropped in a low, husky sound. Her own eyes opened in horror as she looked down at her arms and saw… saw…

"What's the ghoul doing here?" Mrs. Weasley asked, the door open and her hand going to cover her nose. "Didn't I bring you to the cleaners to get cleaned?" Mrs. Weasley asked, coming towards the ghoul.

Hermione opened her mouth, but no words came out. The three dancing devils were up in a dark corner of the room, and Hermione saw their eyes flash with mirth. "I-I-I…"

"And you weren't even cleaned," Mrs. Weasley muttered, her hand still over her nose. "I'll now have to bring you back…"

"We'll do it, mum," Fred said, coming forward.

"Yeah," George caught on, his eyes darting towards the three devils in the corner.

Mrs. Weasley was staring at them suspiciously. "Oh really? Why are you two getting all charitable all of a sudden? And where's Hermione and Ginny?"

"Girls," Ron said, shrugging his shoulders. "Who knows what they're doing."
Mrs. Weasley nodded. "Fine, you two go to Ottery St. Catchpole and get this ghoul cleaned…"

(*Extra AN: I remember vaguely about the ghoul in the attic getting cleaned sometime in one of the books ::shrug:: And I think Ottery St. Catchpole is actually a Muggle village, maybe it's not, but I have a feeling it is. But, for the sake of this story, let's just pretend that within that Muggle village there's this odd old witch who cleans ghouls, okay? ^_-)

"Harry and I will go with them, too," Ron said. Now Mrs. Weasley's brows furrowed even more. "To make sure Fred and George won't do anything to the ghoul on the way there."
Mrs. Weasley nodded, sending each one of her boys an odd look. "All right… be quick about it now! Ron, once you get home we'll have to resume where we left off." Ron winced, but forced a nod. "And don't think I'm not timing you!" And with that, Mrs. Weasley walked out.

The ghoul was now crying along with the faerie that had already shrunk half an inch. Ginny was still smacking her hands together, her head tilted, her little voice saying the word, "Poof!" each time her hands slapped shut. Harry was staring at her with concern.

"It was you three who switched the potion, wasn't it?" George asked, staring at the three devils.

They stared at him, their innocent façade back on. "Who, we?" Sunshine asked, her eyes batting.

George rolled his eyes as Fred came back from the closet with his hands empty. "It's gone! There's no more Polyjuice Potions!"

"We made a whole batch before we left Hogwarts!" George said, going to the closet. "There is absolutely no way – they are all gone!"

The ghoul stared crying harder, Ginny's wails joining in. Ron rebounded on the three smirking devils. "Where did you place them?" he demanded.

Crystal stared at him. "No where."
"That means they did," Fred said. "Lead us to them!"
"We don't have to listen to you anymore!" Emerald screamed shrilly, her sisters' laughs of amusement joining in.

"But you have to listen to me!" Ron said. "Now lead us to where you put the Polyjuice Potions!" He was holding the amulet and Sunshine sneered.

"We hide them in the front."
Fred and George began motioning for them to follow. "Front, huh?" George asked. They began walking for the back. Crystal, Emerald and Sunshine followed them, sulking, shooting daggers towards Ron who had the amulet. They stood in the backyard and once more Ron asked them where. "It'll be to your left," Emerald said dismissively. "89 faerie steps from that tree," she pointed down to a tree.

George looked to the tree and then across from it. "All right, that means it'll be on our right, 98 faerie steps to that tree over there," he pointed to a tree directly opposite from the tree Emerald had pointed to. He glanced towards Harry who was holding the sobbing Ginny. "Ginny?"
"Poof!" she continued to mutter, her hands slamming together. Her body had now shrunk a whole inch.

"Ginny?" she stared up at her brother. "Please, Ginny… can you walk 98 steps for us?"

"Poof?" she asked, but then shook her head to clear it. She stood up and flew from Harry's hand to the ground. Staring up at them all, she nodded her okay. She took her first 30 steps with no problem and by fifty she was heaving. 50 steps already got Ron to take a step.

"ARGH!!!!" they heard something scream from the side and a whole bunch of gnomes were running down to where Ginny was. Ginny screamed, the three dancing devils laughing hard. Two gnomes grabbed Ginny by the arms and in a moment's time, they had her down one of their burrows.

Fred was staring down the hole, his hand making a swipe inside it. Little teeth sunk into his hand and he yelped. The ghoul was crying even more. Harry was shaking his head in utter disbelief as the three devils were grinning from ear to ear. "This has got to be one of the weirdest summers yet…"

"Let me go!" Ginny shrilled, trying to get free from the two gnomes. "Let me go! RONNN!!!! FREEEDDD!! GEORGEE!!!! MMMUUUMMMMM!!!!!"

Eventually, the two gnomes stopped and Ginny, by then, was crying. Something was gently caressing her hair and upon looking up, she gaped. There were other faeries standing about her, the gnomes and them lingering and staring at her. And the person who was caressing her face was a…

"Your highness?" A faerie from behind the boy who was stroking Ginny's hair, asked.

The boy turned around, looking at the other faerie. "May I present to you your new Queen."
"WHAT!?!?!?" Ginny screamed.

"This can't… this can't…" George was staring down the hole, his head shaking even more. "Oh God… dad… mum – skin us alive – kill – never understand…"

Hermione stared around as they all just stood there. "Why are we just standing around here for?" she asked incredulously.

"Ginny just got KIDNAPPED by gnomes!" Ron exclaimed, pointing to the tunnel she had been forced into.

"And, once more I ask, why are we just standing here for?" They stared at her blankly and her finger went to her head, feeling a headache coming. "If we find the Polyjuice Potion," she began, going slowly so they might catch up, "we can transform ourselves to gnomes and we can go rescue Ginny!"

"Rescue?" Ron asked. "Us, gnomes?" He shuddered, thinking of what they might have to use for the last ingredient.

"Would you have Ginny stay down there forever?" She pointed her wand down to the ground and dirt began flying everywhere. Eventually, one bottle was floating in the air. "I thought you two made a whole batch of these?" Hermione asked seeing that there was only enough for one person. "Where's the rest?"

"That is a whole batch," Fred muttered, plucking the bottle into his hands. "You think it's easy getting these ingredients from Snape?"

"How can we all go down there and save Ginny with only a batch of Polyjuice Potion?" Harry asked. All their eyes stared at him and he took a step back. "Oh, wait… no, no…"

"But you HAVE to!" Hermione complained, herself back in her normal form. It had taken them a whole hour to find something for the last ingredient. Well, to find something else other then what they had first found. Unfortunately, that hour was a fruitless one, since no matter how hard they looked, they couldn't find anything else that was a gnome's. The last of the Polyjuice Potion was in her hand, the last ingredient that was needed not something anyone wanted to mention. Harry was looking stricken.

"But… me? Alone? Down there?"
"Ginny's in danger!" Ron said. "C'mon Harry!"

"I know Ginny's in danger," Harry said, "but must I do it alone?"

"Hermione has to look up stuff on those things," Ron said, nudging towards the three flying devils, "and figure out a reversal so Ginny won't get any smaller. Plus, Fred and George can't go! My mum will go ballistic if they all of a sudden vanished! And I can't go, though I want to, since I have to take dancing lessons!" Harry opened his mouth to complain, but no words came out. "Last batch, only batch. Can you Harry, please? For Ginny?"

Harry sighed, taking the potion into his hands. "I have an hour, right?" He asked looking doubtfully at the liquid in the bottle.

Hermione nodded. "Yes, Harry. One hour! Go down there, get Ginny, then run out."

Harry nodded, hesitating slightly when the bottle was to his mouth. Looking at all their earnest expressions, he took the whole potion in a swig. The taste was horrible, his mind trying to think of other then what the last ingredient had been. He felt his feet begin to shrink, his whole form following suit. When he was fully transformed, he took one last look at them and then scuttled his way into the burrow Ginny was forced down. Ron stared after him and then to Hermione and his brothers. "You do know that it's not going to be that easy, right?"

Hermione sent him a look that said 'shut up.' "Don't say that out loud! Harry might still be able to hear you!"

"RONALD WEASLEY!!!!" they heard Mrs. Weasley yell from the house. "Time for your next lesson!"

Ron stared at the 3 dancing devils. "You three better be worth all of this mess!" He got innocent stares back.

To be continued…

Can't you just see the romance in the next part? Harry the Gnome goes down to the Gnome tunnels to save Ginny from the faerie prince! Next part will explain why they took Ginny and why they are going to make her wed the faerie Prince. (Hint: A conflict between the gnomes and faeries) Next part will also set going Ron and Hermione's romance. ::sigh:: Don't know when the next part will be up, so please be patient. All I know is that a lot of stuff will happen. Isn't this fic getting odd or what? J

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