Author's Note: I know this hasn't been updated in forever, but I haven't forgotten this story at all. I've just been busy, school, life, etc... So here's part of what I have so far for chapter 6, hope you enjoy.
With stealth no others could pull off in the creaking Weasley household, the inquisitive twins appeared to float up the stairs. In fact, this is exactly what they were doing. "Fred, how long until this wears stuff off again?" George looked worried. "I can't remember exactly how much potion we added to the levitation candies," Fred whispered back to his brother, "we'll just have to hope for the best." They were completely silent, stopping just outside their younger brothers' room where they could hear the beginning of a conversation.
Ron slowly released his death-grip on Hermione, having finally calmed down from shock and relief. 'She doesn't know my secret just yet, I'm so glad I can tell her myself. Never thought I'd be this damn nervous though.' Indeed, his palms were already starting to sweat. Pushing aside her mass of bushy hair, the witch plopped down onto the corner of his bed. "I know I came up here to ask about Ginny, but now I'm thinking I should ask about you too. Has something been bothering you lately? I mean, that letter you sent really pissed me off but I'd been turning it over in my head most of the day. It's not like you to do something like that, so something must be wrong. Talk to me?" Tilting her head to one side, she gave him her puppy dog eyes. "Bloody hell," the fiery boy threw up his arms in exasperation, and then sat down himself. "Yes, something has been on my mind. Actually, I wasn't planning on having this discussion quite so soon...... but now that you've asked, I won't keep it from you any longer."
Outside the room all breathing stopped. The twin pranksters had been waiting for this ever since they began spying on their younger brother.