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"There it is, Ron!" Hermione cried excitedly, suddenly coming to a stop. Ron almost ran into her it was so abrupt. He didn't mind; and forgot completely about it as he gazed up at his brothers' store. WEASLEY WIZARD WHEEZES shone in fairy lights.

"Wow." Ron commented. The fairies giggled at the praise. "Vain little buggers, aren't they?" Ron chuckled, stopping to gaze. Hermione snorted.

"Don't tell me they have the same effect on you as the Veela....and Fleur!" Hermione taunted.

Ron blushed. "No. Let's go in."

They entered the small shop, and Ron stopped dead again. Hermione's sharp intake of breath was the only sound made. It was a beautiful shop. Not in a feminine way, but more of a troublesome-wizard's-dream. There was a section for rockets, a section for brooms and wands, a section for food, and much more. A collection of motionless trolls even stood in one corner. And then, right in the middle of the shop, sitting behind a counter, was Fred.

"I wondered when Ickle Ronniekins would come to visit." commented Fred.

"You sound like Mr. Ollivander." Ron replied.

"I'm much more attractive than that bloke. Oy! George! Come take a look!"

Only then did Ron and Hermione notice that there had been a few explosions coming from a room in the back. The stopped, and George appeared, covered in icing.

"Food experiments. Desserts are our most popular item." George explained, noticing the curious looks.

"Hey. Hermione. Are you up for buying some Swamp? It's in a pretty crystal bottle. You could add to the Swamp we left at Hogwarts." Fred asked.

Hermione tried to look disgusted, but she grinned. "I guess you heard Flitwick left some of it as a token?"

"Of course." George stated.

"Once." Fred said, grinning.

"Or twice." George continued, "Maybe for a minute,"

"All year." Fred finished. "Mum wasn't too pleased, of course."

"She yelled at them all summer." Ron finished. "It was great."

Fred and George both scowled, but just then, Fred noticed Harry was missing. "Where's Harry off to?"

"Him and Cho are celebating Valentine's day. After Cho broke up with Michael Corner, they got back together. They've been together for awhile now." Ron grumped.

"Ah. Angelina stopped by just a few days ago. She brought Alicia with her." Fred grinned mischeviously.

"I haven't seen her for ages! You two aren't......are you?" Ron asked, suddenly suspicious.

Just then Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle entered the shop. Fred and George turned away from Ron and Hermione to face them.

"I saw this dirty shack and figured I'd find the Weasley's here. It must seem like a palace compared to that hole you live in though." Malfoy drawled. Crabbe and Goyle both laughed.

George grabbed the nearest glass bottle and threw it at Malfoy. It smashed at his feet. Tons of sand poured out. Way more sand than the tiny bottle could have held. And Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle began to sink. Ron burst out laughing as they struggled, and only sunk further. Finally, just their heads were visible, and Malfoy seemed at loss for a threat. Then al lthree vanished, and so did the sand.

"Where will they turn up?" Hermione questioned.

"Erm. Depends what that bottle was. I didn't look...blind rage and whatnot..." George answered.

"Either the Hogwarts Forest, or where did that man we bought the other sand off say he got it from? Africa?" Fred asked.

"Yeah. I know where I'm hoping Malfoy goes." George grinned.

"You two are sure making alot of money off your products." Ron said wistfully.

The two grew serious, which was a rare moment. "It's all thanks to Harry."

Then Fred grinned. "In thanks, we were going to send a charm troll into Snape's office. But we don't know how to make them stop. Funny little surprise for whoever buys them."

Hermione's eyes widened. "A real troll?"

George shook his head. "It's a troll figurine. All we did was put and engorgement charm on it and made it be able to move. But if it's meant to trash things, which is usually the case, it doesn't stop."

"Not until the charms run out...in a day or so." Fred finished.

"Awesome!" Ron cried. "If I had the money I'd buy half the stuff in your shop."

"Since you're ickle Ronniekins, we'll treat you to something." George stated.

"Aw, no. I'll spend my Christmas money. You guys deserve to be paid. I'll be back at the Christmas Hogsmeade trip."

"Bye. Oh, and Ron...you still have a wart on your nose from being that cute little toad I'm sure you were." George stated.

"Byeeee." Fred sang.

Hermione ushed Ron out of the door before his temper erupted. But, just when it seemed he'd start screaming, he laughed.

"Ron?" Hermione asked, confused.

"I know what I'm buying for Christmas...what they did to me. For Malfoy."

Their laughter rang through the streets.