This is the second chapter of our Harry Pottermint story. Enjoy!!!

Disclaimer: As we said before, we still do not own any of these characters. We tried to get J. K. Rowling to sell them to us, but unfortunately she still needs them for her next two books. Also, we looked up who the words belong to (as we do not have enough money to buy all of them), and discovered that they are indeed Webster's. Rich man indeed! Well, here is our humorous tale:

Anchovies, rather nasty if you think about them.I mean they're all salty and bony and slimy.and well, think about what they eat!!!

Anyways, I suppose we should be speaking of Harry Potter at the moment, and he was definitely not eating anchovies. On the contrary he was enjoying a mid-day snack of peppermints, a treat that he had just introduced to Ron.

When they first got to the Burrow (the Weasley's home) Ron had asked him, "So what are these peppermints anyway? Are they a mixture of pepper and mint? Bleah."

"No, they are really good, try one!" replied Harry without even thinking about the dangers of which he had so recently (being the day before) been warned about.

Just as Ron popped a peppermint in his mouth, ready for some nasty trick that Fred and George may have convinced Harry to play on him, he felt a strange burning sensation in his cheek.

"Ymmmm, yese yar yeally yood!!!" yelled young Ron with the peppermint on his tongue (which explains his weird "yuh" language). "Yikes!!!" he said again as his cheeks suddenly began to turn red and splotchy and itch. Then spitting the candy out he asked with a hurt voice, "Did Fred and George put you up to this?"

"No, they didn't! I don't know what's going on!" cried Harry in complete confusion, seriously considering the careful warning of the crazy Doby the night prior.

With that Mrs. Weasley, who had heard Ron's yell's, came in the room and looking startled declared, "Oh my!" She got out her wand and pointed it at Ron and said, "Non Allergiarmus." Ron's redness, and blotches went away at once.

"Did he eat peppermints?" asked Mrs. Weasley in a worried tone.

"Yeah, how did you know?" asked Harry, while Ron looked in the mirror and felt his face.

"Well I am also allergic to peppermints, along with my father, and my father's father, and my father's father's mother," said Mrs. Weasley. She glanced apologetically at Ron, "It's genetic dearie, but I didn't think you'd ever get a chance to eat any as they are a Muggle.er.delicacy."

"Uh.sure.um anyways.I was thinking since y'all are being so kind as to.erm.house me.erm.I would make you dinner tonight?!"

"Oh, that would be lovely!!! How sweet art thou, dearest Harry!" said Mrs. Weasley, hands placed over her heart in a sort of tragic stance, as Ron raised an eyebrow. She continued as Ron and Harry snuck out of the room and ran down the stairs to begin dinner, "Oh my 'lovely boys', sweet though they be, have never had the thought to perform for me that service which thou hast now offered..."

Once they got into the kitchen and Harry looked into the cupboards to see what was available for use he saw what is sometimes termed "pizza makings." All that was missing was pepperoni. A song popped into his head and he almost started to sing, "Oh pepperoni, pepperoni, pepper-pepperoni!!!" However, he stopped himself before it was to late.

Just at that moment, to the surprise of all, Mr. Weasley, Ron's father who worked for the Ministry of Magic in the Miss-use of Muggle Artifacts division, walked in the door.

"Crikey, good-day mate! What's up Harry?" said Mr. Weasley.

"Ummm..well..I was just about to make dinner," explained Harry in a rather confused voice. "Hey.. could.."

But before Harry could finish speaking Ron practically bowled him over, because he had just seen his broom go zooming past the window outside. Harry just stared after his friend as he ran out the door and did a nose- dive trying to ground his broom.

"Crikey!!! What's up with 'im?" Mr. Weasley asked rather astonished. "Anyways, Harry mate, wert thou going to ask my humble self something?"

"Ummm.yeah." said Harry even more confused then he was before. "Could you.em...transfigure those anchovies into.well..pepperoni?"

Mr. Weasley gave Harry a strange look and brought out his wand. Before he said anything he said, "Erm.Harry wouldst thou be so good as to remind me what shape these..erm...pepperonis generally appear in, mate?"

Harry returned the strange glance and replied, "Well..I think they are usually...round?"

"Oh, right!!!"

Mr. Weasley lifted his wand and *poof* the anchovies became..CDs? "Crikey! That isn't right mate, is it?"

"Nooo," Harry said staring at the CDs momentarily wondering what bands they were of.

Then the man raised his wand again and this time the CDs transformed into quarters, an American money that neither had seen before. Mr. Weasley was fascinated by it and it took several minutes before Harry could persuade him to resume his original task.

Next they became, wonder of wonders..peppermints!!!! What a coinkydink!

"Wait a minute!" Mr. Weasley exclaimed. "Pepperoni! It's a typed of meat isn't it mate?"

"Yeeesss," replied Harry very slowly in order to insure Mr. Weasley's understanding.

Mr. Weasley again lifted his wand, with a sigh, and the peppermints were transformed first into bologna, and then finally..pepperonis!!!!

Harry thanked Mr. Weasley profusely and then ussured him out of the kitchen. Then Harry set to work.

Harry began to sing to himself, "Oh pepperoni, pepperoni, pepper- pepperoni!!!" And three shakes of a dog's tail later, they were all sitting around the table and eating pepperoni pizza!!! Ron looked particularly dirty and mangled from his squabble with his broomstick. Also, another person, besides the family, was added to the company...Hermione!!! They all sat there and talked to each other about this and that.

A/N: Calendia is not helping at all!!! She's just lying on the floor pretending to burp. She says she's "practicing" what for I have no idea.

A/N: Calendia: I am too helping!!! I suggested the "pepperoni song" and "three shakes later" and the squabble with the broomstick. So.bllllttttt..thank you!!!

A/N: Shieldmaiden: Be quiet, they're trying to listen to the story. Wait..I mean read it..

In the middle of the dinner Ron said, "Mmm.these little round meat thing-a- ma-bobbers are really good. What are they called Harry?"

"Pepperoni."

Ron turned an ashen color and yelled, "Agh!!!!! Are these things related to those mints?? Mom, mom!! Am I turning red?"

Harry felt slightly offended that Ron didn't think he could tell whether he was red or not as Mrs. Weasley responded, "Crikey mate! Stop all the shouting! Don't overreact. They have nothing to do with peppermints."

"Oh," said Ron slightly embarrassed.

"Yea, thou dear sweet wife! Who is fairest among the red-haired lilies of the valley!" responded Mr. Weasley in response to his wife's comment.

*Calendia: Well, that's all folks!

~Shieldmaiden: Yup, yup, yup!!!

*Calendia: Come back y'all ya hear?

~Shieldmaiden: Ya, and if there is anything you ever learn about Texas, I want you to know that Texas is big and Texas is diverse!!!!!

*Calendia: Random

*~Both: *singing* Oh, pepperoni, pepperoni, pepper-pepperoni!!!!!

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