Disclaimer: I only own the plot and Paige and Harriet.

A/N: Sorry for the long delay, and thanks to Pacific Rose for the ongoing encouragement and on going "Hurry up and write, hurry up and update…" Love ya for it!

Fred always got cold feet. Literally. He would put on three pairs of thick wooly socks and place his feet in front of the fire in the Gryffindor common room and then his feet might, just might, feel warm. It was now February and the temperature of Fred's feet felt like the blood should have been frozen. He sighed and put on three pairs of wooly socks (purple, star stripped and orange with yellow bobbles) and added another log to the fire.

"Awww…is poor Freddy's feet cold?" chortled George leaning in the back of the chair.

"Yes, now shut up or go away!" Fred shivered and held his toes.

"Hey, I got something to help thaw those ice cubes, so watch what you say or I'll take them away," cautioned George.

"Anything to warm these bloody extremities up!" wailed Fred. Triumphantly, George placed two white furry things on Fred's lap. "Bunny slippers?" asked Fred. "You know slippers don't help much."

"Aah, but these ones will. I invented a permanent warming spell on them," replied George as Fred played with the long ears of one slipper.

"Well, I'll give them a try." Fred put the fuzzy things on his feet and immediately felt warmth. "Wicked, my feet are getting warm!"

The next morning…

"GEORGE!" Silence in the Great Hall followed and everyone's heads turned to the entrance. There stood Fred in his school robes and…bunny slippers? Laughter erupted as he strode to the Gryffindor table where George sat laughing. "I CAN"T GET THEM OFF!" roared Fred. "This is for the quills, isn't it?" he said in a much calmer tone.

"It must just be a side effect to the warming spell," snickered George. "Are your feet still warm?"

"Yes, for the first time in a month, but I would like to keep what dignity I have," he paused to snort, "and walk around in normal shoes."

"Sorry, I can't help," said George and muttered "yet" under his breath. As Fred stalked off to get his books George turned to Lee Jordan and said, "I hope he tries to banish them."

Passage of time

The sixth year Gryffindors filed into the transfiguration classroom. Professor McGonagall came sweeping in and stopped at Fred's desk.

"May I ask why you are wearing living slippers, Mr. Weasley?" asked McGonagall.

"They weren't alive when I put them on!" protested Fred amid the peals of laughter from his classmates.

"He tried to banish them, professor," said George as if that explained everything.

"George gave them to me to warm my feet up," said Fred.

"Lift your feet so I can examine them," demanded McGonagall and Fred obliged. "Hmmm. Nice work. Now I you apply yourself to your school work as oppose to playing jokes on your brother you might get somewhere in life." McGonagall stifled a smile. "You used a secondary layer?"

"Triple layer spell, actually," provided George as Fred screamed in frustration.

"Aah yes, I see now. So there is only one way to get them off," said McGonagall. "Tell him George."

"All right, professor. Try transfiguring them into normal slippers," George told Fred. He promptly waved his wand at his slippered feet and muttered the incantation under his breath.

The slippers that were until then sniffing McGonagall's fingers turned into normal bunnies that started nibbling George's parchment. "Now you can try to banish them," said George. Fred waved his wand again and the bunnies reverted back to their original "dead" slipper state.

"So that's where you got the idea for your Weasley Wildfire Whiz-bangs!" cried Harriet.

"That's right," said Fred.

"How come you don't sell those slippers now?" asked Paige.

"An excellent question!" cried George. "Fred, what is the answer?"

"Well, nobody could figure out all the steps to get them off!" replied Fred. Just then they heard thumps on the stairs from the basement.

"Muma and Dads are coming up the stairs!" shouted Paige. "Just in time for another story!"

A/N: Thanks so much to my two reviewers:

Rupertsgrl479: You'll find out next chapter who the parents are. Hint: you're kind of off.

Lily and James Potter: Thanks!

Thanks again to the greatest beta in the whole wide world: Pacific Rose.