A/N: Alright! I asmit it already! I am JK Rowling using the internet as a disguise to hide my true identity! (This is how those crazy molesters get you childrens) I had to use this program to make an AU version of my sixth book! I OWN GOD DAMN HARRY POTTER!

NURSE: Kat darling, you forgot to take your medication this morning. ::holds out pretty green pills::

KAT: WERE YOU LISTENING?! I AM JK ROWLING!

NURSE: Hmm, maybe I should talk Dr. Sherwood about raising your dosage....

KAT: ::waves toothbrush:: RIDDICULUS! YOU'RE A BOGGART! A FIENDISH BOGGART!

NURSE: ::tightens straps on straight jacket:: Let's just maek sure you can't go anywhere.

KAT: DEATHEATER! GET AWAY FROM ME! BAD TOUCH! BAD TOUCH!

NURSE: ::pulls out big syringe and needle:: Maybe a little sedative would help too.

KAT: Oooh. Pretty Unicorns....

Chapter 11: Exploration Disaster

Just a mere two hours later, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Alana entered the twins' busy shop, dizzy and covered in soot.

"I've never seen it this crowded." Ron said

"It's almost the start of term." George said as he carried a large crate full of hats behind the counter. "Everyone wants to get their tricks before they leave."

"Well doesn't that make you two happy?" Alana asked even though she already knew the answer.

"Ecstatic." Fred said as he passed by, also carrying a crate, "We've got some new pranks we're working on and that ought to bring even more people over the Christmas holidays."

"And what's the prank like?" Harry asked. "Anything that might be useful if we get another Ministry appointed defence teacher?"

"I doubt we will." Hermione said as she, Alana, and Ginny came out from behind the register. "Fudge will have learned his lesson from last year. And professor Dumbledore wouldn't let another person like Umbridge teach. He probably hated her as much as the students did."

"Really?" Alana asked surprised. "It take a whole hell of a lot to make Albus hate you. She must have been a real witch." Everyone looked at her with a strange and almost insulted look on their faces.

"Oh right," she said and blushed. "I forgot you're all wizards."

"It's okay." Harry said. "Come on, we should get all our school things before lunch. That way we'll have all day to just show Alana around."

"We really should just have her read and catch up with the rest of the sixth years Harry." Hermione said anxiously. "She won't know how to do any of the charms we might get asked to do."

"Oh believe me, I'll know." Alana said smiling. "Tell me what to do and I'll do it, whether I have a wand or not."

"Okay. why don't you levitate these crates to the back room?" George asked as he carried yet another crate across the shop.

"Oh, but George, where's the fun in that?" Alana said while trying to look innocent. Needless to say, it wasn't working.

"Please?" He asked again, batting his eyelashes.

"How could I refuse a face like that?" she said and laughed, pinching his cheeks.

"Ouch! Stop, no, not the cheeks. Please, not the cheeks." George whined and tried to dodge Alana's fingers.

"Okay, I'll move the crates but if you don't like where I put them, you can move them by yourselves later." she said and smiled. "That is if I put them somewhere you could reach them." she waved her hand and the boxes vanished in a flurry of golden sparks.

"You didn't." George said, wide eyed.

"Maybe, maybe not." Alana said as he dashed to the back room.

"Very funny Ms. Lucas." He called sarcastically from the back. "Go ahead and make the shop keeper you put his products out of reach. They're just on the shelves."

"Exactly. I thought it would be funny to see how you'd react." She shrugged her shoulders and walked out from behind the counter to peruse the shelves of tricks and treats. Harry and Ginny started helping the new stream of customers at the register, while Ron and Hermione scattered themselves through the store to be of assistance to the still browsing shoppers, each donning the jester's hat shaped badge that would mark them as Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes employees.

Alana however, kept her badge in her pocket. She didn't know the store well enough and wanted to become acquainted with it before trying to direct others. She strolled down an isle filled with multiple firecrackers that resembled Filibusters to almost a t, but when she read the card, she found that they were unstoppable and if anyone had the brilliant idea to try to banish them, they would multiply depending on what spell they used. Alana laughed to herself as she pictured her aunts try to vanish the pyrotechnics, even though she was sure that Taestai magic would get rid of them. As she continued down the row, she suddenly felt dizzy and as her eyes slid out of focus, another picture came into view. She saw a portly woman with a large mouth and a ragged looking old man shouting and trying to charm the firecrackers away. Confused and frightened by the unprovoked daydream, Alana concentrated all her energy on not losing consciousness. With a crash that pulled many products of their shelves, she fell to the floor. Luckily for her, she was still awake, but weak.

Ron and Hermione came skidding down the adjacent isle to see what had happened.

"What's going on he-" Hermione stopped, noticing that it was not a rambunctious child that made the mess, but her friend.

"What happened?" Ron asked concernedly, kneeling down to help Alana sit up.

"Not sure." she replied, rubbing her head where it had hit the floor. "I was looking around and then started to pass out I guess." She specifically left out the strange vision. she had to know what it was before she went parading around saying that she saw two strange wizards as she fainted.

"Maybe you should go back to the house." Ron said, still worried. "You look really pale."

"Oh don't fuss. I'll be fine. Maybe a glass of water would be helpful though." Alana pushed herself to her feet and scurried back to the bathroom.

"Why would she pass out?" Ron asked Hermione quizzically. "She didn't look sick."

"I don't know. It's not a big deal I guess." Hermione shrugged and started restacking boxes. "Though we should probably keep an eye on her. If she faints again, then we can worry."

::opens one eye::

No Nurse!

::unbuckles straight jacket:::

Prescription downers don't work on me anymore!

::cackle::

I'm free!