Ok despite the serious lack in reviewing, I will post more…sigh…I just can't disappoint my fans…even if they don't all review…oh well; I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Chapter 3

Harry had finished his food and just entered the room when he saw Fred's bed stirring.

"Ugggh…" groaned Fred. "Last time I ever try to move…"

"How do you feel?" asked Harry.

Fred winced in pain. "Fine. You?"

"Better than you look."

"Ha. Heard anything about George?"

"Not yet, but Lupin is checking up on him at St. Mungo's. …er…what were you doing at my Uncle's house anyway?"

Fred lay back down and sighed. "It was kind of stupid really. We were asked by the Order if we would take a shift to check up on you since they have been spread so thin since last year. Both George and I were eager to help as we have been trying to get more involved with the Order. While we were waiting we saw some movement in your room. We saw your aunt and uncle leave earlier so we thought we could risk a visit. You see we have a lot of new products as our business is totally booming. We even have some clerks at the store working so we can take time off."

"Wait, so you blew up my Aunt and Uncle's house?" questioned Harry.

"No, no. We had just gotten there and there was this weird green orb thing. It got activated almost as soon as we apparated into your room. Fortunately we apparated next to your bed and George is quick with a shield charm. He is the one who really kept me from getting really hurt and took most of the blast."

"What do you mean you were fortunate to have apparated next to my bed?"

"Oh, well you see, the orb was right next to your door, if we would have walked in it would have killed us for sure." Explained Fred.

"Have you told Lupin about this?"

"Yea, I think that is one of the reasons he decided to check up on George. He mumbled something about how unprotected it is there. What do you think is going on?"

"I don't know" Harry answered honestly. The only people who wanted him dead were Voldemort and his followers, but for some reason it just didn't seem like their style. Something flashier, making sure that everyone knows what they did. This just seemed so…dishonorable and cowardly.

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"Harry you're ok!"

"Olf…" Harry was suddenly tackled and buried under a mass of Hermione-hair. She really needs to find a better way of greeting people…

She pulled herself "Oh Harry, so much has happened, have you heard from Ron yet, and is George ok, and what do you think about the attacks, and why are they al—"

"Hold on. Hermione, one thing at a time. No I haven't heard from Ron or anyone since I got here. Lupin is checking up on George; and what do you mean attacks? Has there been more than one?"

"Yes, Harry. On me!"

"What? Are you ok? What happened?"

Fred sat up to hear better.

"Well, let's see. I was working at a college in the Chemistry department to further my muggle studies as well as try to make some connections between muggle Chemistry and potions. The line between magic and science, there hasn't been too many witches and wiz—"

"Hermione…do you want me to tell you how naff you are or are you going to tell us about the attack?" interrupted Fred.

"Oh…er…sorry. Anyway, I was working with this guy named Patrick and we had the lights out…"

"For the study of snogging and the effect it has—" commented Fred.

"No," Glared Hermione, "we were looking at some thin-line chromatographs under ultraviolet light, thank you very much. Anyway, someone must have thought the room was empty because they came in and stuck this orb next to the door and started to leave. We were on the other side of the room so Patrick called out to them and they jumped. It was then I knew it was a wizard because they pulled out a wand and made the orb light up. They ran away and the orb exploded a few seconds later."

"Was the orb green by any chance?" asked Harry.

"Yes I think it was, why?"

Fred leaned towards her. "Because so was the orb that blew up Harry's house."

"Hermione, what did the culprit look like?"

"Oh, I didn't see him much, but Patrick did, let me get him."

"WHAT?" Shouted Harry and Fred together.

Fred was on his feet. "You brought a muggle here?"

"Well, yes. Dumbledore said it was the safest place for him and he might provide us with some answers." replied Hermione defensively. "He is really nice and seems to be taking this magic thing well…considering… and since he was working and living on campus, his family won't worry too much as he had little contact with them anyway."

"But…" Harry could think of no excuses though he felt very uncomfortable about the whole thing. I really shouldn't, thought Harry, considering I was basically a muggle until about five years ago. "…so what are we suppose to do…"

"Well, we can't do magic around him anyway since we are underage and he is a really nice guy so it shouldn't be any different than your other muggle friends."

Harry and Fred exchanged looks.

"Hermione, I have barely even met a muggle outside of Harry's family, plus I am not underage." exasperated Fred.

"And Dudley made sure I never had friends by beating up anyone who talked to me short of teachers." explained Harry.

"My goodness, it's not like they are aliens or something. To him we are the weird ones so just act like yourselves…er…except you Fred…you might want to tone down the jokes a bit. I don't think he would respond kindly to a custard cream that makes him grow canary feathers."

Harry and Fred exchanged doubtful looks and followed Hermione down to the basement.

A/N: Ok, so yes I finally got to Fred and George's explanation and also the muggle. Next time: I will explain Ron a little bit better and there is going to be some very bad news…

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8/7/05 – Sorry to anyone who read this before today. I uploaded an old version so it was still in uber rough draft form…gomen.