Author's note: Hey everyone! I know I said once every two weeks, and I really do still need that time in between chapters, but I was so surprised and happy to see that I got 100 reviews for chapter 1 that I'm posting this chapter early as a thank you to all those who reviewed! Thank you! You have no idea how much your reviews mean to me. They are honestly what gives me the motivation to keep writing. Without further ado, here's the chapter. I know many of you will be disappointed in a certain development, but please understand that it had to be done. Oh yes, and Fred and George can do magic now since they are legal wizards, but they didn't exactly pay that much attention in class to spells that didn't pertain to their prank shop. The ink they were using in their marker fight would only come off with a specialized cleaning spell that they didn't know well enough to try on their skin. Wouldn't want to get rid of their freckles all together, now would we?
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That Saturday, Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes had its grand opening. Ron, Ginny, and Harry had gone with Fred and George to make sure everything was ready before opening at eight o' clock.
The three younger teenagers looked around in awe. The walls had been painted orange (in honor of the Weasley spirit) and covered with shelves, which were fully stocked. Cards with descriptions of what each prank or mischief-making gadget did and their prices hung below each product. There was even a testing area for the products with orange stickers next to their names, as those were the only ones safe to be tested indoors.
"You guys, this is fantastic!" Ginny said enthusiastically. The twins beamed with pride as the other three praised their store.
As it got closer to opening, Sirius and Remus arrived. Ginny, Ron and Harry each took stacks of fliers and set out into Hogsmeade with Sirius and Remus, who made sure to have one of them always with their eye on Harry.
They passed out fliers to witches and wizards, encouraging them to come. They focused on teenagers and kids since they seemed to be the most enthusiastic about the place.
Harry kept smoothing his fringe over his forehead but some recognized him nonetheless, paying more attention to searching for his scar than the actual flier. Harry just put on a cheery face and insisted they come. He figured he might as well use his fame for something useful.
Eventually they made it around to the Three Broomsticks, where they passed out fliers for a few minutes until Kota appeared by Portkey. She looked a little green.
"Ugh, I don't think I'll ever get used to that," she said as she took a few wobbly steps toward them.
"Agreed," Harry said sympathetically. She grinned at him and mussed up his hair and he gave his usual whine for her to quit making his hair even less presentable.
"Alright, let's go see my lover-boy," she said brightly before noticing that Ginny and Ron were right behind her, now both sniggering. She blushed furiously. "Er, hi Ginny… Ron," she greeted, clearly mortified.
Harry informed her that she was a complete nerd and dodged a smack upside the head, strategically placing himself so that Ron was between the two of them as they walked back to the store, handing out the last of the fliers along the way.
Kota looked around in awe, as she had when visiting Diagon Alley. Harry remembered when all this was new to him, and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable wave of happiness, which immediately rubbed off on the rest of them. He almost declared that it was good to be alive, but stopped himself before he accidentally ruined the good mood.
They finally reached the shop to find a line of people that reached out the door. The four looked at each other with grins before running around to the back door. They whispered the password and were allowed into the back room where they bumped into Angelina Johnson and Katie Bell who were rapidly pulling boxes off the shelves and looking through them.
"Hey guys!" Angelina said brightly. "It's a madhouse out there!"
"It's packed and things are flying off the shelves like crazy!" Katie added with an excited grin.
The six of them entered the store. Katie and Angelina were right; it was packed with customers. Many of them were from Hogwarts, having shown up either to show their support or simply to stock up on their prank supplies. Harry heard a few of the younger ones discussing how they were getting defense and retaliation pranks, just so they weren't caught unprepared by others who had visited the shop.
"Oh, I can't wait for Christmas!" Ron said cheerily as he eyed the long line to the cash register. "Fred and George will be so rich! And the more money they have, the bigger the presents they can buy!"
"Just wait until Mum and Dad see this," Ginny exclaimed. "Then they can stop harassing poor Fred and George about their lousy N.E.W.T. scores."
Almost as if she could sense when people were talking about school, Hermoine chose that moment to enter the store and bounded over to them happily. She hugged Ginny hello and then Harry, pressing her cheek against his momentarily in a discreet attempt to check his temperature, something that Harry found quite annoying. But he was in too good of a mood and decided to let it slide.
When she started giving Ron a thorough greeting snog, Harry and Ginny groaned in disgust and moved away. Kota had already found George, and was helping him restock shelves so they could talk.
Throughout the day, people came and went, but the store remained crowded until closing when the twins had to tell people to come back on Monday.
Earlier, Sirius and Remus had stopped by (Sirius got one of practically everything). Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had stopped by and looked around in amazement before declaring how proud they were of the twins. Mrs. Weasley didn't even bring up their N.E.W.T. scores once. Even Professors McGonagall and Flitwick showed up, both complimenting their uses of transfiguration and charms in making their products. They each bought a few of the milder pranks to give to their nieces, nephews, and grandchildren. The thought of the Professors having relatives at all seemed somewhat strange to the teenagers.
After the final people were out and the store locked up, only the four Weasley teenagers, Harry, Hermione, Kota, and Angelina were left. Fred and George counted up the register to find a sum of money that exceeded their expectations.
"Well, it's the grand opening so you always make the most money then. It'll be slower from now on," George said as they all stared at the number Fred had written on a piece of parchment to show the total.
"Anuhk," was Ron's only reply. He and the other three present Weasleys were in a slight state of shock.
Fred hopped off the counter where he had been sitting and looked around with a laugh.
"We've sold out of some of the products, and the others are nearly gone!" he said excitedly. "We're going to need to get working on some more right away."
George went into the back room and returned with some firewhiskey and butterbeer. They found some cups and poured out the drinks.
"Here's to Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes," Angelina said raising her cup.
"To Fred and George for not letting Mum intimidate them into focusing on their studies rather than their inventions," Ginny added proudly, raising her cup.
"Because your Mum can be quite scary when she wants," Harry inserted. Everyone who knew Mrs. Weasley nodded with a chuckle.
"Though education is important too," Hermione added, holding up her cup. Everyone who knew Hermione rolled their eyes with a laugh.
"But money is better," put in Ron, holding his cup high and grinning at Hermione who glared at him.
"And to the coolness of all things magical," said Kota, raising her cup as well.
"And to Harry," said Fred.
"For starting it all," said George. The two raised their cups.
"The shop, that is, not all things magical," Fred added with a wink.
Harry was slightly taken aback.
"We already told them," George informed him.
"Cheers," Fred announced.
"Cheers," said everyone else, clinking cups and sipping their firewhiskey. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all began coughing and making faces as the drink burned their throats, not used to the taste. Kota seemed to have no problem with the strong alcohol and joined the older teenagers in laughing at the sputtering younger ones.
Ron seemed determined to finish his, but the other three switched to butterbeer. Harry hadn't wanted to get drunk anyways, since he had always despised it when his uncle had gotten drunk. Fred soon turned on the radio he had bought and put on a mixture of songs, some of which were popular, others which were simply fun to sing aloud, no matter how bad they truly were.
"Unfortunately it's true-oo-oo, my life's been such a drag, oh it has been so blue-oo-oo, since I fell in love with a hag!" the twins, Ron, and Angelina, all getting thoroughly smashed, sang loudly as they danced wildly on top of the counters.
Harry, Kota, Ginny, and Hermione all watched them in amusement as they played the hypothetical situation game.
"Alright, if you were stuck on a deserted island, what three items would you bring with you?" Ginny asked. "Rules are: you can't have your wand and your things can't be used in an easy way to escape the island or communicate with people to get you off of it."
"I adore the warts on her crooked nose," Fred sang as if serenading Angelina. His girlfriend smacked his arm for insinuating that she had a warty crooked nose.
"Okay, I'd bring a lighter, for making fire to cook things with, as a possible defense weapon, and so people could see the smoke if they were passing by on a boat. Umm…and knife and a toothbrush," Harry concluded.
"And the fungus that grows on her toes," George belted.
"I'd bring a survival guide," Hermione started thoughtfully. "A lighter and a gun," she concluded nonchalantly. Harry and Ginny looked at her in surprise, not having expected that last one from their responsible friend.
"And though she scares me can't you seeeeee?" sang Angelina drunkenly.
"Alright new one. Well, a variation. If you were trapped on the same deserted island, and the same rules apply, what one person would you bring and they can't be an adult?" Kota asked.
"That hag is just the one for meeeeeeee!" Ron howled.
"Well, er…I guess Harry, since he always seems to get out of things and I think he'd keep me entertained until we did get off," Ginny said, trying not to blush.
"Hey, thanks, Ginny!" Harry said with a lopsided grin. Hermione and Kota shot each other a look.
"Unfortunately it's true-oo-oo, my life's been such a drag, oh it has been so blue-oo-oo, since I fell in love with a hag!"
There was a loud bang as Ron slipped off the counter and landed on the floor. The twins and Angelina were laughing hysterically, since they were, in fact, thoroughly pissed. Ron groaned and laughed hysterically in small intervals.
The sober bunch finally convinced the not-so-sober ones to call it a night. Ron insisted he wasn't pissed, but when Harry asked him what number came after four, he couldn't remember.
"Alright Ron, you can stay the night at my house so your mum doesn't kill you," Harry said as he and Hermione held him up.
Fred and George agreed to tell their parents. They were going home since the alcohol hadn't affected them nearly as much and they were now legal adults in the Wizarding world.
Kota Portkeyed home, while Hermione and Angelina Flooed their separate ways, each refusing to give their drunk boyfriends goodnight kisses. Harry Flooed to the Lighthouse, catching Ron as he stumbled out a second later.
"Siri, I'm home!" Harry called. "And Ron's spending the night."
Sirius called back his greeting and told the boys goodnight.
Harry practically dragged Ron to the stairs and tried to coax him into going up them.
"Come on Ron, I can't bloody well carry you," Harry said, trying to half-pull, half-push Ron up the stairs.
"But they're all swishy," Ron said gesturing wildly to the stairs in front of him before bursting out in giggles. Harry looked at him as if he were insane.
"Well, at least you're not a mean drunk, Ron," Harry muttered. "You're a bit nutters, though."
"Nutters! Like a—like a squirrel!" he laughed.
Somehow, Harry eventually managed to get Ron up the stairs and into his bedroom. He went to grab Ron the extra pair of pajamas he always kept at the Lighthouse, but when he turned back around, Ron had already climbed into Harry's bed and passed out.
Harry sighed and took off Ron's shoes before pulling the blankets over him. He pulled out the extra mattress under the bed and fixed up a decent bed for himself.
In the middle of the night, Harry was woken when somebody stepped on his stomach and tripped.
Ron groaned loudly.
"Ron?" Harry asked with a wince as he poked his stomach gingerly.
"Need loo. Going to throw up," was all he managed.
Harry jumped up and quickly pulled Ron to his feet, handing him the rubbish bin, just in case he didn't make it down the hall.
The rest of the night was spent with the two boys in the bathroom. Harry drifted in and out of sleep, sitting against the counter, while Ron lied in front of the toilet for easy access.
Throughout the night, every time he heard Ron start making pained moaning sounds, Harry woke and helped Ron get his head to the toilet bowl for another round of puking. Ron asserted the solemn swear that he would never drink again during the few times he was actually coherent.
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The next morning, after Ron dunked his head in a sink full of cold water, the two boys staggered down to the kitchen. They collapsed into chairs and laid their heads on the table.
"So who wants fried eggs and sausage?" Sirius asked, turning around with two skillets. Ron's face went a whitish-green. He jumped out of his chair and raced out of the kitchen. Harry and Sirius soon heard sounds of vomiting coming from the downstairs loo. A minute later, Ron stumbled back in, his fingers massaging his temples and a grimace on his face.
Sirius chuckled.
"Let me guess, hangovers?"
Ron raised his hand with a groan. "Just me. Harry's the smart one. He just stayed up with me the whole night," Ron said sliding gently back into his chair. "Thanks for that, by the way," he added to Harry.
Harry raised his groggy head off the table and waved dismissively. "What are friends for?"
"All right, let me whip up my hangover remedy. James and I invented it since we were pretty big partiers at Hogwarts," he said as he pulled out things and began mixing them. "I'm sort of surprised you didn't get plastered, Harry. Your dad was a bit wild," Sirius said distractedly. He sounded as if he would've liked Harry to have gotten smashed the night before so he could have relived his party-day memories of he and Harry's father.
Even Ron seemed to notice Sirius's slightly disappointed tone, and jumped to his friend's defense. "Yeah, well, Harry's lucky. He can have fun without any alcohol. And after last night, I think I'm going to learn to do that too since I will never even look at the stuff again."
Sirius plopped a glass of murky-brown liquid in front of Ron. Ron looked at it skeptically.
"You want me to drink that?" he asked weakly.
"Yup. Just close your eyes, pinch your nose, and down it. Trust me," Sirius said with a grin.
"If this is some evil joke, I'm going to sick Fred and George on you," Ron threatened before following Sirius's directions. As soon as he was finished, he looked up in surprise. "Hey! That really does work! What's in it?"
"You don't want to know," he said ominously. "Now, you both look like you need some caffeine." He plopped down some coffee in front of them along with the eggs and sausages, which Ron was much warmer to now.
Sirius sat down and began regaling them with tales of the Marauder's old party days where he and Harry's dad would always end up swearing they would never drink again.
Harry laughed along with Ron and his godfather, but couldn't help but feel a twang of jealousy toward Ron, who kept getting compared with Sirius and James.
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The next day, Harry, Remus and Sirius Flooed back to Hogsmeade and walked to Hogwarts. Harry was a little nervous, worried that they would find that he really had lost all his magic and that he'd have to live as a Muggle for the rest of his life. He knew he was being a bit ungrateful since he was, after all, alive when he shouldn't have been, but he couldn't help it.
The three walked through the empty castle. Harry was a bit weirded out that it was so completely empty, without a single student present except for himself. They finally got to Dumbledore's office where they met up with the headmaster and Professor McGonagall.
After the general greetings, they made their way down to the Great Hall. It was so strange to see it so empty. The tables were all gone and it just looked like a huge empty ballroom.
They first tested his wandless magic, which simply didn't exist anymore, at least in no greater amounts than any other wizard. He still remembered all the material he had learned the previous year, but when Professor McGonagall gave him a chapter of the Advanced Potions textbook to read, Harry found that he couldn't understand all of the new material. Professor McGonagall showed him the wand movements and told him the spell to do a Transfiguration spell from the next year's curriculum, but it took Harry several times before he could do it. He was still pretty good at dueling, but could no longer block spells without his wand or sense what people were going to do. He did, however, still manage to disarm Professor McGonagall, Sirius, and Remus in one-on-one duals, and even managed to get the two Mauraders in a four-on-one duel before he was disarmed by the headmaster. All in all, however, Harry was a little disappointed, suddenly thinking about all the advanced classes he was supposed to take based on his O.W.L. scores.
"I'm still going to take you into my Advanced Transfiguration class, Harry," Professor McGonagall informed him. Harry looked up in surprise.
"What? But I'm so bad! I won't be able to keep up," he protested.
"You aren't bad, it's just not as easy for you as it was last year. I'd say you were of equal standard to most who got into my advanced class. You've always been good at Transfiguration, you've just never really applied yourself. If you try, however, I think you'll do very well in the class," Professor McGonagall said truthfully.
"And you're obviously going to be in my Advanced Defense class," Remus said. He was the first professor in years who was coming back for a second year in a row. "You've always been the best in your grade at it, even back in your third year. You're dueling is surprisingly good. I didn't expect you to be able to get any of us, even on one-on-one dueling, since we have so much more experience, but I think you surprised us all, Harry," he said proudly. Harry blushed and smiled shyly.
"Speaking of which, Harry, we should plan your schedule for next year since you didn't toward the end of last year," Dumbledore said. Harry nodded.
"He's going to be in my advanced class," Professor McGonagall said firmly. She looked over to Harry who had opened his mouth to ask her to reconsider. "No buts, Harry."
"And obviously Advanced Defense," Remus added.
"Any idea what you want to do after Hogwarts, Harry?" Dumbledore asked suddenly. Harry shifted uncomfortably as all eyes were on him.
"Erm…not really. I mean, I didn't really consider it last year when everyone was planning it out since I er…didn't really think it was an option," he said awkwardly.
"Well, you better start thinking about it now," Professor McGonagall said sternly. "We don't want your potential to go to waste."
"Well, Hagrid will want you in his advanced class. It'll be the first year he's doing it," Dumbledore said, noting it on a piece of parchment.
"But I didn't even finish the O.W.L." Harry pointed out sadly. Lupin looked at him sympathetically, remembering how much Harry had regretted leaving the test, but he had just been too sick to continue it.
"Harry, Hagrid says you're his best student. He needs students who are unafraid to follow his directions, and he says you always volunteer for things. I've already discussed it with him and he wants you in the class. You can talk it over with him yourself, as he's asked if you can come down for a cup of tea after this," Dumbledore said merrily.
Harry also settled for taking Herbology, since he knew that Ron was going to be in it, and turned down taking History of Magic and Astronomy as gently as possible.
"Oh and surely you want to take Advanced Divination," Professor McGonagall said in a serious tone. However, at the look of horror on Harry's face, she laughed.
"Er…that may not be the subject for me," he said politely. The Gryffindor Head of House looked oddly triumphant.
"So, we'll add Advanced Potions to your schedule and you're done," Dumbledore said.
"Whoa sir, wait. You seem to be forgetting that I'm rubbish in Potions, with the exception of last year, that is. I know Professor Snape won't want me in that class. I'd better not."
"I have no doubts that Professor Snape does indeed want you in his class," Dumbledore said with raised eyebrows.
"Not after knowing how little I understood the new stuff in that chapter," Harry said gesturing to the Advanced Potions book.
"If you have trouble, I'm sure he could set up a tutoring schedule to help you along."
Harry looked at the headmaster incredulously before laughing unsurely.
"You're not serious, right?" he asked. He looked round at the others present, all of whom were looking equally skeptical. But Dumbledore only smiled in his knowing way.
"Of course I am. You may not know it Harry, but Professor Snape does regularly tutor a few students who need help."
Harry looked at him in surprise. "Okay, but how many of those students are in a house other than Slytherin? I know plenty of people who need help in Potions who aren't in tutoring," Harry pointed out as respectfully as he could.
"Well, how many of them have asked?" Dumbledore asked. He had a point, but Harry had to wonder if he realized what Snape would do to some kids if they had asked for tutoring. Neville, for instance, probably would have been ready to be committed to St. Mungo's to deal with the trauma if he had ever asked.
Harry thought of himself on fairly good terms with Snape now, and didn't know how to say that he wasn't ready to go back to the nasty comments and evil looks he was sure to get if he entered the Advanced class with his lesser ability in Potions.
" I'll tell you what, Harry. I'll have a chat with Professor Snape about what we've found here today and let him decide for himself. Besides, Mr. Weasley is due to have a talk with him as well, since, if I'm not mistaken, he's attempting to get into the class as well?"
Harry suddenly remembered that fact and it did make him feel slightly better knowing that if he did get in, it wouldn't just be him, Hermione and the Slytherins. Plus, Ron was even more horrible at Potions than he was, though Harry would never say that out loud.
Harry reluctantly agreed, but made Dumbledore promise to tell Snape about him not understanding that chapter and that this would probably be the trend.
He then went down to Hagrid's hut for a cup of tea while the four adults talked.
"Hagrid, are you sure it's okay that I didn't finish my O.W.L.?" he asked during their conversation. Fang's head rested on his lap and Harry felt drool seeping through his right pant leg down toward his knee.
"O' course. Don' be silly, Harry! Yer my bes' student. Don' think I don' notice tha' yer the on'y one who volunteers for things. An' I know yer jus' as scared as the rest, but yeh trust tha' I won' let you get hurt and tha's the key," he said cheerily. Harry chose not to mention the fact that there had been several times during the class where he had been certain he was going to get injured, but did whatever it was jut to help out Hagrid. Now that he thought of it, however, he couldn't remember ever getting hurt when following Hagrid's instructions.
He told Hagrid this and the half-giant beamed proudly.
"Well, o' course I wouldn't let yeh get hurt, Harry. Then Hermione would have ter be my favorite student and she's not as fun as yeh."
At this moment Fang licked Harry's face as if to agree with Hagrid. Harry blushed brightly and wiped off the sticky slobber from his cheek.
"But anyway, I know yeh would've aced tha' test if yeh had jus' had the chance ter finish it," Hagrid said confidently, ruffling Harry's hair with his massive hand, nearly knocking him out of his chair.
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A/N: Okay, I'm going to try to cut down on review responses to get the next chapter out faster so even if I don't respond to yours, know that I've read it and love all of them. I'm so glad to see some familiar names back from Recnac along with all the newbies. You guys rock my world! And please continue to review, because I LOVE REVIEWS!
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LadyAbbeyBartlet: Don't worry, Neville, Eloise, and Hermione will all be in this fic and the first two will make their appearance soon. Yes, there will definitely be romance in this story, not the main category or anything but there will be a bit more than in Recnac, and not all with H/G. You're totally right about the twins thing. I'm going to put a note about it in the Author's Note and make up some excuse for my mistake. Lol.
Grimmy D: Okay, let's see if I can clear up the concealing charms thing. They are charms that will basically hide Harry's scars and stuff for him, sort of like a magical makeup. During Hogwarts, Harry did them himself (this of course being in Recnac, not in canon) but only knew a weak one that wore off after a day, hence the need to replace them every morning. Now that others know, and he can't do them himself, he had an adult simply put on a longer lasting one that will only need to be replaced every couple of weeks. Hopefully that clears things up, but if you have anymore questions, feel free to ask!
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