A/N: aakilane, its Fred and George. Do you remember them ever being supportive of S.P.E.W.? Do you? I thought that they would be more likely to scoff and deride S.P.E.W. then call it its true name.
Dragon Rider22, thanks..what kind of crazy? I didn't actually think this was too crazy, but that's just me..But it's a compliment, too me.
On to the Disclaimer:No, no, thanks, but I don't...Own it, I mean.
"So anyways, what you're basically saying is that we have to create a diversion and sneak into this office to get this highly illegal object, which could get us thrown in Azkaban for several years, if discovered. However, you are willing to break the spells on this office, we just have to create the diversion and slip in and get?" Fred asked, looking at Dumbledore. "That's easy, we've done variations of it all throughout our Hogwarts career. How do you think we got such knowledge of the school? Through a certain map we happened to find in Filch's office..."
"Well, this device happens to be in the ministry yes, and I happen to have a meeting with the current minister. If aforementioned device happens to disappear during this time, it would restore you to your own times." Dumbledore said, looking at them with a twinkle in his eyes.
"Ok, Professor, well, if you'll excuse us, we have quite a bit of homework to finish." George said, standing.
"Yes. Homework." Fred said, a devilish gleam in his eye. As soon as they left his office, Fred rubbed his hands together, eyes gleaming. "Well. This is certainly a challenge." He said. They sprinted back to the common room, ignoring the stares they received on the way. Noticing two black haired mischevious 7th years sitting in a corner, Fred and George grinned. "Oi! Potter! We've got a proposition for you." Fred shouted, striding over to their corner.
"Well? Come on. On to plotting head corners!" George said, nodding towards the stairs towards the dormitories. The whole group was unaware of the stares they were receiving from the rest of the room. Of course, they didn't mind attention..
"So, why'd you drag us up here?" James asked. "We were perfectly comfortable down in the common room!" He said, mock indignantly.
"Well..We have to pull off a prankster's dream. We thought, that all of us together, we could do it. It is to return to the future. There is a device in the Department of Mysteries that we need to use to get back to the future. We need your help in getting there and to it." Fred said, gleefully.
"Get into the Ministry of Magic? Without them suspecting us? How are we supposed to do that?" Remus asked, a slightly disapproving note in his voice.
"Jeez, Moony, you sound exactly like our brother's friend..Then again, she was always the one to find the answer, now we couldn't expect that of you, now could we?" Fred said, somewhat disgustedly.
"Hey, don't go bashing moony. He loves pranking just as much as anyone. He's just a bit more of a prude than anyone else." Sirius jumped in. "Now, lets get down to business..."
"Ron? Are you ok?" A small hand rested lightly on his knee. Soft brown eyes looked into his. She was biting her lip slightly, something that made her even cuter. He loved it when she had that concerned look on her face. Blinking, he nodded, his long red hair falling into his eyes. "You were staring into space. Were you thinking about them?" He nodded again.
"I'm just worried that they're going to screw up our lives. What if they do something that causes you not to come here? So I don't know you anymore?" He bit his lip.
She giggled. "Ron, you know they wouldn't intentionally. They would fix it. At least I hope they would." He felt her scoot closer, grabbing his hand. He concentrated on that. He squeezed it slightly, and felt a responding pressure. "That's not going to happen, anyways. I doubt they're spending time with anyone who would seriously endanger that. I'm betting they're hanging with Snuffles and the crew."
Ron grinned. "Hey! Lovebirds! Dumbledore wants to see us. I'm going to get Harry. Now snap out of it!" Both of their faces snapped around to face a tall girl with flaming red hair. Her hands were on her hips and her lips were twitching, as if she was trying to hide a smile.
"We
aren't lovebirds!" Ron protested, not noticing the slightly
pained look on Hermione's face when he said this. He tended to be
oblivious to things like that. Keeping a hold on her hand, he stood
and practically pulled her out of the portrait hole.
"Ron!
Slow down! I'm short, remember!" Hermione, who was barely able to
keep up, begged him to slow down.
"Oh, Sorry 'Mione." Ron looked down at her, grinning sheepishly. He slowed his pace a little, still gripping her hand tightly. Hermione smiled secretly to herself. There were little tingles in her stomach whenever she was near Ron. She knew she liked him but was always unsure of his feelings. He acted as if he didn't like her, but then he subconsciously did things like grabbing her hand or letting her hold his. It was a wreaking a bit of havoc on her emotions. Soon they reached the gargoyle guarding the entrance to Dumbledore's office. "Um...Hermione? Do you know the password?"
"Yes. It's sherbert drop. Odd, isn't it?" They watched as the gargoyle slid aside and quickly climbed the stairs. Knocking softly on Dumbledore's door, they waited until they heard a clear yes and entered. They both slid into seats and waited for Harry and Ginny to appear.
A/N: sorry its taken so long...combination of writer's block and no time w/school and all..
