Chapter 3 (Ready, Set, Action!)

After the Order meeting finished and everyone was dismissed, Remus and Tonks walked into the living room to have a chat. "So, Remus…what's been going on in your life these days?"

"Nothing much. I'm trying to watch over Harry, but it's tough. Sirius was always the one he went to. James and Lily named Sirius the Godfather, not me. I'm not good at this kind of thing," explained Remus, sadly.

"Nonsense. You're doing great with him. Harry's a good kid. How are you holding up since, you know?" she asked carefully.

"I'm okay. I miss him. It's like I lost him twice. Maybe I could have done something to keep him from going that night. Or better yet, if I would have realized sooner that he would never had betrayed Lily and James he would still be here. It's all my fault," he said with tears welling up in his eyes, "Merlin, I wish that he was still here. I've lost everyone I love, except for Harry, but is he next? After Dumbledore told us of the prophecy, I just couldn't help thinking that it would mean that Harry can't win. He's one of the strongest wizards I know, and he's only sixteen, but he's up against Voldemort."

"Remus, Harry can win, He's going to beat him and you haven't lost everyone. I'm still here for you," Tonks told him resolutely. By now, tears were streaming down the werewolf's face, and his head was pressed against her shoulder. Tonks let him cry until she heard that he was finished and when he pushed away, embarrassed, she grabbed his chin and tilted his head so that he was looking at her.

"Don't you dare feel ashamed. I've done my own fair share of crying over Sirius, and it's perfectly normal and healthy that you did this," announced Tonks, determinedly.

"Thanks," replied Remus with a small smile, "you've helped a lot."

"It was nothing. I care about you and that's what friends are for, right?" she proclaimed with an unnoticeable sad glint in her eye, "So, buck up, mate, and get a good night's rest. You look like the walking dead."

As Tonks softly padded up the stairs and to her bedroom, she didn't here Remus' soft reply, "Yeah, that's what friends are for."

Ginny was lying in bed staring at the ceiling and waiting for midnight to come. She couldn't believe that she and Harry were working together just them! She glanced back over at her clock and saw that it was 11:55. She got up and put her bathrobe on before walking down the steps, making sure not to make them creak. She arrived at the library and saw Harry already in there, waiting. She walked in and noticed that Harry didn't hear her, so she snuck up behind him and covered his eyes, "Guess who?" she said, stifling a giggle.

Harry jumped almost a foot out of the chair before turning around with a look of relief on his face, seeing only Ginny. "Ready to go?" he asked.

"Yeah. So, what's the plan?" questioned Ginny.

"We're going to each perform the Magic Masking charm and I'll go back up to my room and perform the spell on Ron, and you'll go and do it to Hermione. The only catch is that we have to do it at the exact same time, so I brought you a muggle watch. I set the timer's on both to go off in exactly five minutes, and right when you hear it beep, perform the charm. When we finish, let's meet back here. Remember, abeo corporis is the spell. Just flick your wrist and bring your wand up as your saying it. Understand?" Harry explained.

Ginny nodded.

"So, let's do the masking spell first, then. Say induco signum. Ready, go," said Harry. They both saw that the charm worked as their wands glowed light blue for a moment. The pair parted ways and did the spell as specified. Ron and Hermione had no outward signs of change, but they would see if it worked when morning came. Harry and Ginny walked back to the library, and each sat down on one pf the chairs.

"That went well, I guess. So, when are we going to start working on Remus and Tonks?" Harry asked.

"I was thinking, and I believe it would be best if we waited awhile before attempting anything with them. We have enough on our hands with Ron and Hermione as it is, and all that extra work would be a little tiresome. Do you agree?" questioned Ginny.

"Er-, yeah. That sounds okay. I wonder how Hermione and Ron will react…" mused Harry, "Do you think they'll get mad at us?"

"At first, yeah. They'll be furious, but in the end when they're together and happy, they'll appreciate what we did. I hope," Ginny said, nervously.

"I hope so, too. For our sake; Voldemort is a piece of cake compared to an angry Ron and Hermione. If I had a knut for every time their fights cleared out the common room, I'd be a rich man," Harry said, quietly laughing, "I guess we should go to bed, then. See you in the morning, Gin. Night."

"G'night Harry!" she called as he was leaving. 'Nice arse.' was her final thought before going up to bed herself, 'Wouldn't mind seeing it more often.'

"Get up, Get UP!" shouted a loud Mrs. Weasley at breakfast, "Time to eat. Ron, get your lazy bum out of bed before I do it for you!" she exclaimed while passing by the boys' room door, which was across from, as luck would have it, the girls' room. Hermione sleepily got out of bed, before standing up and looking around. She noticed that the walls weren't the same colour as when she went to sleep last night, and upon further inspection, neither was anything else. She frantically looked around for anything she recognized, when her eyes rested on a sleeping figure. By now, she was a little more awake, but still a little drowsy. She carefully walked over towards the bed, and looked at the face, currently covered by a pillow. She bent her head down until it was a few inches from the person's face, when his bright green eyes suddenly popped open. She screamed, thinking that her voice sounded a little deeper than usual, but chalked it up to it being too early, while Harry was screaming as well. When they both realized it was only one another, Hermione started shooting Harry with rapid-fire questions. "What are you doing here?" "What am I doing here?" Why do I sound so different?" "Why do I feel taller?" were just a few being asked.

"Er, stop, mate. Number one, this is my room. Two, I dunno. Three and four, well, you might have to figure that one out on your own." Harry finished, chuckling.

Hermione quickly looked into the mirror and shook her head. No, she couldn't be seeing his face, there. She looked again, and promptly sat down on the side of the bed, "Oh my…what is going on? This must be a dream."

Meanwhile, Ron was currently waking up from his own comfortable bed at the sound of the muffled yells. He groggily rubbed his eyes before falling off the edge. This in turn, woke Ginny up who sat up from bed and looked around wildly. "What happened?" she asked, still full of sleep.

"I dunno. One second I was there, and now I'm here - wait, why are you in my room?" he inquired with narrowed eyes. As he tried to push himself off the ground, he felt something different. He looked down and almost fainted. Why did he have 'girly parts'? And why was he in a dress. He crazily jumped up, still tangled in the sheets before looking in a hand mirror on the vanity. He pulled it up in front of his face, and gulped loudly before looking. What he finally saw made him look again, and when he realized that that face was him, he passed out.

Ginny was looking at him, amused and secretly glad that the spell worked. She got up and hastily threw on a robe before running over to Harry and Ron's room to see how Hermione was doing.

A/N- Chapter three is up! Thanks to those who reviewed. It really motivates me. Sorry that the writing isn't very good, and that the plot isn't very original, but I need some practice, and fluff is fun! Oh, and I forgot a disclaimer, so: I own nothing exept the plot. And even then, it's not very original. Thanks, and please review. Oh, I need a Beta, so email me if you'd be willing to help!