Working With Weasleys

By The Queen Samurai

Chapter 3: You want me to do what?

Disclaimer: This wonderful world belongs to JK Rowling

After Ron's stunning comment Moody waited a minute for the information to start sinking into the trio's brains.

"Mr. Moody, I don't know how to, to fight!" Hermione stated suddenly, catching Ron and Harry off guard.

"She's right," Harry said, "the last thing I hit was Malfoy, and that was a good couple of months ago."

"Well what do ya think you have classes for?" Moody growled, "Follow me; we'll see if we can't get you properly equipped so you can start to learn that 'fighting' thing Ms. Granger." Moody finished making Hermione blush. Getting up he ushered them to a door at the side of the lecture room. "Ron and Harry you'll be coming with me, Tonks, here's Hermione, play nice." Moody said grinning pulling the two boys towards a room marked FRAT.

"Tonks, you're part of FRAT?" Hermione inquired. "Who else do I know who's actually in this division of the aurors?"

"You'll just have to wait and see, it's a secret!" Tonks said happily opening a door which Hermione thought she read 'Hair Dressing' on. 'But that can't be rite,' she thought to herself.

"Now, about you hair, it'll half to go," Tonks started only to be cut off by Hermione.

"You want to do WHAT to my hair?" Hermione cried out.

"Just a figure of speech," Tonks laughed, "I just meant it needs to be much shorter. Ever wonder why I always keep my hair so short? It stays out of your way and can't be used to your disadvantage, no one can pull on it, see?" Tonks concluded reaching over and yanking on Hermione's hair.

"Owe!" Hermione yelled.

"Sorry," Tonks said sheepishly, "but seriously, it has to be cut. I was thinking just under your chin would do it. You could french braid it down the side of your head, it would look adorable!" Tonks gushed, reaching for her wand.

"See, all done! It's not so bad now is it?" Hermione gasped as she looked in the mirror Tonks had handed her. The wavy honey brown hair that just moments ago had cascaded down her back was now just below her chin. With a flourish of Tonk's wand Hermione watched her hair French braid it self in twin braids down the sides of her head. She had to admit, Tonks was right, it did look cute. The ends of the braids ended at the nape of her neck in little miniature pony tales, plus having the hair away from her face made her facial features stand out. "You look smashing!" Tonks said, "Can I dye it?"

"That's alright Tonks." Hermione said quickly, she liked her new hair cut but dying it would be going a little too far.

"Oh," Tonks sounded a little disappointed for a minute before suddenly brightening up, leaving Hermione feeling a little uneasy, now what? "On to the dressing room!" Tonks said happily. "Actually, on second thoughts, I'm going to change into my gear, wait here. You'll love it, I promise." she said leaving the room with a wink.

Hermione sat admiring her new hair while she waited for Tonks. 'Wonder what the twins will think of this?' She thought to herself, 'and Harry and Ron for that matter.' Her pattern of thought was interrupted by Tonks coming back into the room; it appeared she had somehow tripped in the process of opening the door. Looking at Tonks Hermione was abashed,

"You actually wear that in public!" She asked in high pitched voice.

"Of course, it's dragon skin, repeals most simple spells and knives." Tonks stated simply. "Why, don't you like it?" It wasn't matter of not liking Tonks, for lack of a better word, outfit, Hermione thought to her self ,but getting up the self esteem to wear it. A male had defiantly come up with the design Hermione decided, either that or Tonks really wanted to be a head turner. Black tight fitting, what she assumed to be dragon skin pants, lead up to a fitted dragon skin top of the same material that ended in a V cut that seemed a tad low for Hermione's liking. However the ensemble did appear to have its practical parts. Various potion vials hung from a belt at Tonks waste and there was a gun holster containing a semi automatic hanging from one hip, on the other a wand 'holster'. A band holding various sized daggers went around Tonks right thigh while a longer sword was strapped to her back, the pommel showing above her right shoulder. The necklace around Tonk's neck raised a question for Hermione. A green bubbling liquid in a cross shaped pendant hung just below her collar bone on a black choker.

"Like it?" Tonks questioned again. "Being the only female on FRAT I got to design it myself; makes the boy's heads turn."

'Go figure,' Hermione thought to herself.

"I used the measurements you sent the agency to make yours, it's in the locker room." Tonks finished happily.

"Oh," Hermione said smartly, "Tonks, whats the necklace do? It's not just for decoration is it?"

"You are smart aren't you?" Tonks said while navigating them toward the locker rooms, "it's called Artificial Repellent Potion or art repel for short. The potion is still in testing which is why so far only FRAT members are allowed to use it. Art repel repels some minor spells such as expelliarmus, but feeds off your magical energy. They're still trying to lesson that affect so the potion gets changed ever so often."

"Why the cross shape?" Hermione inquired as they continued to walk down the corridor.

"At first the cross was just for decoration," Tonks said laughing, "It does look good, but I managed to discover that the shape combined with art repeal protects you from ware-wolf and vampire bites. Cool no?" She said tripping over her own feet as she stopped suddenly in front of a door reading, 'Witches Locker Room'. Walking into the room Tonks went over to a locker marked 'TONKS' in neon pink flashing script and pulled out what Hermione assumed to be her new work clothes.

"You know, you could use that outfit to distract the enemy," Hermione said jokingly.

"I know it works amazingly well, hit um while the stare." Tonks cackled evilly leaving Hermione momentarily speechless. "Go, try it on!" Tonks said handing Hermione the bundle she had just pulled out of the locker and directing her towards an empty bathroom stall. Steeling herself Hermione striped down and suited up. The dragon skin was surprisingly comfortable, and mobile, she realized as she reached down to pick up her discarded clothes. Walking out of the stall she glanced at herself in the full length mirror by the sinks. I look pretty good if I do say so myself, Hermione thought smirking at her reflection.

"Fits?" Tonks questioned. After getting the affirming nod, she continued. "Alright I'll take you back out to the lecture room then. Moody has to take you to get your weapons fitted." Hermione gulped, while she liked how she looked, she wasn't quite sure she was ready to face the rest of the world yet. "You look great honey, don't worry about the boys," Tonks said reading her mind, "I'm sure you'll leave them speechless." Tonks ruined her moment of maturity however by toppling over one of the benches. "Bloody bench!"

Hermione got back to the lecture room before Ron and Harry, 'although I guess it makes sense there are two of them. Wonder what they got dressed up in?' She thought, absent-mindedly tugging at the dragon skin. It wasn't too much longer before she heard the familiar voices of her friends coming down the hall.

"Can you believe it Harry; we get swords, real swords!" Ron was repeating as he walked down the hall.

"Yes Ron," she herd Harry sigh, "and you'll be making sure to stay well away from me with it until you learn how to properly use it." Ron obviously hadn't herd as he continued to mutter, 'a real sword!' under his breath. However all 'conversation' stopped as the two boys walked into the lecture room.

"Hermione!" The two boys said in unison.

"Yes?" She replied trying to hide a smile. Ron and Harry where wearing dragon skin also but not, Hermione thanked the gods, in a tight pant form. They wore Cargo pants with dragon skin vests over tight long black sleeve fighting shirts. There belts sported similar places for vials, guns, and wands as Hermione's and instead of cargo pockets on the right side of their pants were places to hold daggers. 'Looks comfy,' Hermione thought to herself.

"Chit chat latter kiddies, where off to get you the tools of the trade," Moody growled.

"Are we going to be getting art repel too?" Hermione questioned.

"How'd you already learn about that? No matter, they said you where a smart one," Moody replied making Hermione blush, "to answer your question no, you won't be getting any art repel today, they're making a new prototype, you three will be getting that."

"Art what?" Ron began to ask,

"It will be explained later," Moody said striding out the room with the trio behind him.

An hour and a half later Hermione was sick of all things metal, namely guns, swords, and knives. Picking out the right knife, sword, and gun was hard; it didn't shoot sparks when you found the perfect match. You had to wait and find the one that was the right length and weight for you. However, Hermione know had five shiny new throwing daggers and a semi-automatic hand gun to show for her patience. Instead of one heavy and awkward sword she had opted for two shorter length kodachi, she had fallen in love with them on sight. While Ron would have gone 'trigger happy' if Moody wasn't in the room Harry had remained laid back excepting a gun but saying the only steel weapon he needed was the Gryffindor sword he had pulled out of the sorting hat in 2nd year. Ron felt he should have loaded up with as many weapons as possible, as he had, but Hermione agreed with Harry; the sword was special and would be better protection then anything in the Auror arsenal. When Moody was satisfied with their selections he allowed them to leave for the day.

"Wait, you mean we don't get to learn how to use all of these things today?" Ron said, flabbergasted.

"No Weasley, that's for the next several months. Unit assignments and potions are tomorrow so be sharp!" Moody growled as he sent them on their way out of the Auror headquarters.

"Oh no!" Hermione said stopping in the middle of the hall on the way to the 'elevators'. "All my cloths are in Tonks locker, I have to go to work like this!"

"I'm sure the twins won't mind," Ron snickered earning himself a light slap on the shoulder from Hermione.

"Easy for you to say," Hermione replied, "You're not rapped skin tight in dragon skin."

"Well, we'll have to leave you to your minor dilemma," Harry said chuckling, "Ron and I told Mrs. Weasley we'd check in and help fix dinner after we where done today. See you later Herms." Harry finished as he and Ron disappeared from the Ministry of Magic foray with a 'pop'. Noticing the looks she was getting from the male population Hermione decided she should be disappearing herself. With another 'pop' she apperated into the back room of Wizard Wheezes, right on top of one George Weasley.

"Did it hurt?" George asked.

"What?" Hermione said confused.

"When you fell down from heaven?" George finished looking stunned that a female in dragon skin had apperated on top of him.

"Wow George, I think you just hit you're all time low for pick up lines," Fred said laughing from the door where he had been watching the whole scene. "You'll have to excuse my brother, it's not every day and attractive female falls into his lap." Fred stated making Hermione blush.

"Sorry George," Hermione said standing and offering a hand to George to help him up. She had to admit, he looked quite cute when confused.

"So how was your first day of FRAT?" Fred asked taking her completely off guard, causing Hermione to drop the hand she had offered George resulting in him landing on the floor, again.

"Ouch, a little help here?" George asked looking at Hermione pointedly.

"Sorry," Hermione said this time helping George all the way up before turning to look at both the twins, "how do you two know about FRAT?"

To Be Continued…

Well that wait wasn't as long as the one for the last chapter. Hoped you liked the chappie, I had fun writing it. I'm not very weapon oriented so sorry for the lack of description in that department. If any one out there has even a tablespoon of knowledge about guns, daggers, or sword type items please help me out. Leave a review and start with the basics, it would be most, most appreciated.

Next Chapter

the twins explain themselves

assignments are handed out

the Trio gets there art repel

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