Disclaimer: Harry Potter and Wizard of Oz not mine.

Title: We're off to see the Muggles!

Rating: G

Note: Here's part 4! Again response to reviews are at the bottom.. and this is the Last part! Yay. I think I might some more Weasley family moments, I'm not sure. Hmm.. anyway! Yeah enjoy!

Chapter 4 - All the houses in a row, All the houses the same.

As they continued down the street, they turned a corner and found this street a little more odd than the last. Although the lights were on, there were no decorations on any of the houses or in the yards. In fact.. Each house looked exactly the same.

"Odd." Percy mumbled as he moved closer to his father. Ron seemed to have no such problem with it as he raced towards the first door before his siblings. Ginny looked a bit worn out, and was happy enough to just be carried by her mother. The next few houses continued much the same, but by close to the end of the street, Ron was looking a bit worn out from his exuberance, and even the twins seemed to be getting tired.

Molly and Arthur communicated each other with a look. This would probably be the last house they would come to this night. Arthur checked his pocket watch, and with a smile glanced at Charlie, Bill, and Percy. If they left now, they'd still be back in time for the Halloween feast. He knew that it rankled them to come back and help them with their younger siblings and start a new family tradition, but he appreciated it.

As they neared the door, a faint whiff of cabbage touched their nose, and a cat laid lazily upon the banister, watching the Weasley family with keen eyes. Ginny struggled to get down out of her mother's arms, and Molly let her down. The little girl straightened her dress and tossed back her pigtails. She'd been too afraid to ring the doorbell at the last houses, a bit put off by the mean man, but she was going to ring this one.

However, Ron was already moving forward to push the door bell and Ginny yelled, "Hey it's my turn! You got to do it last time!"

"No I didn't! Fred did!"

"No it wasn't, It was George!" Fred protested.

Tiredness was beginning to let the Weasley temper show and Molly and Arthur were about to break it up when a soft voice from the doorway did it for them.

"You can all ring it if you want.. Ms. Figg prob'ly'll just sleep through it." Red heads all turned to look at the speaker, gaze moving, from where they'd been pinned higher up, downward to take in a small boy with messy black hair that fell over his forehead and into bright green eyes, in clothing many times too big. He was holding a large bowl full of what appeared to be sugar free candy.

The Weasley's were momentarily speechless. Only momentarily however as Ginny smiled at the boy who didn't appear to be much older than her. Not intimidating at all. In fact she felt as if she wanted to know this boy and be friends. Yet despite her young years she knew that was impossible.

"Trick or Treat," she said ,more shyly then she had all night. The green eyes turned to her and the boy smiled, before putting some candy in hers, Ron's, the twins, and even Percy's bags. He even went so far as to give some to Bill, Charlie, and even their parents. He made a small face and looked downward, scuffing his untied shoe against the floor. "I know it's sugar free. . And well.. It's all Miss Figg would let me hand out." he glanced up at them through his bangs.

Ron frowned. "Why aren't you out Trick or Treating? Don't every muhhh.." he was elbowed in the side by Percy, " er. . Every child do it?" Ron rubbed his sore ribs, giving his brother a glare.

The boy looked uncomfortable, fidgeting with the end of the too long sleeve, as the other precariously held the bowl. "I'm well.." his gaze shifted to the house next to the one he was at, where the light was off. " I can't." he merely said with a shrug of his shoulders.

"So you don't get any candy at all?" Ron asked, eyes wide. Even when they didn't go trick - or - treating, they always got a chocolate frog or two.

The black haired child flushed, before shaking his head.

Molly looked at him with compassion and sympathy and she longed to take the boy in her arms and give him a warm hug to wipe away the sadness on his face. But this was not her child. She glanced at Arthur who seemed just as affected. But what could they do? Fred and George seemed to know though, as they communicated with a look, in a way that only twins could, as George promptly held out his bag of candy for the child to take.

Green eyes widened considerably as he looked at the bag of candy and up into George's face ,as if searching for some sort of trick.

"Here, take it.." George said thrusting the bag a little more outwards towards him.

"Yeah George and I share everything. We've got plenty of candy." Fred encouraged.

"Are.. Are you sure?" the small boy asked, setting the bowl down and trembling fingers grasping the bag.

"'course we're sure." they answered together, wide grins upon their faces.

Ginny and Ron not to be outdone, gave the boy some of their candy as well, though a bit more reluctant and though Bill and Charlie didn't have much, gave him theirs as well sans the sugar free pieces they'd received from him.

Green eyes filled with shock watched them. "Th-thank you!" he stumbled over his words, surprised. This had been the kindest thing anyone had ever done for him.

Molly and Arthur couldn't be more proud of their children at that moment as they watched them give up their candy and then strike up a conversation with the now overwhelmed child. They must have been doing something right. Later when they asked the twins what had given them the notion of giving the child candy, they had shrugged their shoulders, and answered that there was just something special about him. Both Ron and Ginny had agreed.

Molly noticing Ginny beginning to yawn, and lean against Arthur, and Ron doing much the same with herself, regretfully called the end to the conversation. Ron shook the boy's hands gamely as Ginny gave the now blushing boy a hug.

"Goodbye." he said just as softly as he had greeted them, though a bright smile curved his lips, garnering smiles from the Weasley's as well, before the door shut. Ginny sighed, as she was picked up by her father. "Why couldn't he have fun too, Daddy?" she asked, leaning her head upon his shoulder.

"Not everyone has a nice mummy and daddy like you do, sweetie." Molly answered, holding onto Ron's hand.

"I wish he did." she mumbled. Molly and Arthur smiled sadly at each other and then looked to Fred and George who were on their way to putting a dent into their now shared candy, and Bill, Charlie, and Percy who looked back expectantly.

Arthur smiled. "If we get back now, there will still be time for you three to make the feast." Bill's face was split into a grin, as Charlie cheered, and Percy smiled and took off the straw hat.

As they checked around them to make sure that no one was nearby, nor watching, Arthur took out the portkey. They failed to notice however, the pair of green eyes that watched from the window. Harry Potter's gaze widened as the family seemed to just disappear. Looking down at the bag of candy in his hand, and then back outside to where the family of red-heads had been. He couldn't help but think that despite what the Dursley's said.. There had to be some sort of magic in the world.

And years from then when a little eleven year old boy with messy black hair and green eyes went to get on the train, and needed help with his luggage, a pair of red-haired twins would be drawn to him for some reason to help. And a former cowardly lion would work up the courage to step into his compartment and talk to him, creating the beginning of a friendship that while had its shares of ups and downs, would be incredibly strong and resilient.

I know I know! I couldn't resist some Harry Potter in the story. And everyone will ask "why didn't they recognize him" I'm just gonna go wiiith the excuse that they wouldn't ever have dreamed of meeting the BWL out trick or treating and there's lotsa boys with black hair and green eyes out there.. maybe. Heh.

Ceidh – Yup!

Fetishfemale, Kwala – If you can give me some ideas to get me going , I just might write something

LunaCatt – Nope, not really.  but I can see how he could be, maybe my subconscious was saying something while I was writing it

Kd7 – er.. not really, just take it at face value that it was a piece of candy that does 'stuff' Maybe I'll try to think up something to explain it later. it would've been smart of me to do but I didn't . . sorry.

Thanks everyone for reading! Even if you didn't review, and that's not meant to sound sarcastic. I know I don't review every story I read so I'm happy you at least took the time to read this.