"MOM! Fred and George are fiddling with my academic trophies. Again!" Whined Percy.

"BOYS! Stop pestering your brother and help Charlie set the table." Mrs. Weasley scolded.

Harry woke up to the normal bustling sounds of the burrow. He heard the unmistakable sounds of the twins screaming outside his window. He looked up with a mischievous glance, then slipped his glasses up his straight nose, and threw open his door. He gave a loud scream, startling the two pranksters standing outside it. Harry burst out laughing and leaned against the door for support, having seen the freaked-out expressions on their faces. The twins scowled at him.

"Not funny, Harry." Fred growled.

"I think it is." Harry grinned.

"Whatever. We're going to help Charlie." George muttered and they headed downstairs. Harry chuckled and was about to head back into his room when a genuine scream came from the twins. Harry ran down into the kitchen.

"What? What is it? What's the Matter?" he yelled, but stopped when an extraordinary and horrifying sight met his eyes. Charlie was sitting at the kitchen table with him. Harry knew all to well the platinum blonde hair and the cold icy blue eyes. They belonged to his nemesis. It was Draco Malfoy. Harry let out a blood curdling yell and blacked out.