Chapter George:

Fred's Head appeared on the screen. We know it is Fred because he wears a nametag.

"My Dear brother and I have somehow failed to appear in this video. But I- being the great brother that I am- have decided that at least one of us needs to be in this video. So, with no further ado- My brother: George."

Fred snickered and hid behind Harry. "If you curse me, George, You'll have to curse Harry and Ginny too. And I believe that Ginny's already a bit ticked at you."

"At Me? What about you?"

"OH I'm sure she's mad at me too."

The screen faded to Fred and George's room.

"Are you sure this will work, Fred?"

"Or course! All you have to do is go and get a bit if their hair… and I'll go get some too…Then It'll be set!

George nodded, "Alright then."

The screenfaded to black

20 minutes later…

The Screen faded back to Fred and George's room.

Fred and George were holding up vials full of purple liquids…and a hair.

The clinked the vials together, "To galleons!" They said, and gulped down the liquids.

They began to change immediately. Fred shrunk, and his short red hair grew to the base of his back. His nose turned up a bit, and his dark brown eyes lightened. His facial features softened, so all in all, Fred was an exact replica of Ginerva Weasley.

But, George on the other hand…

"Fred! Fred come here! Something's gone horribly wrong!" George cried from the mirror.

Fred ran over, "Oh Merlin …"

George spun around, and stomped over to his bed.

"MERLIN FRED! MERLIN? NO! I LOOK LIKE MUM! I DO!"

Fred/Ginny snickered, but walked over to his twin. "It's not that bad…I mean… At least your not…um…Ginny."

"I'D RATHER BE GINNY!"

Fred/Ginny hung his head. Most likely in laughter.

"Oh shut up! It's all your fault!" George/Molly whined, and stomped out into the hallway.

"I advise against going out of this room!"

"Mum's not home!- well, now she is.."

Fred/Ginny snickered.

AS Fred/Ginny and George/Molly entered the Family room, Arthur Weasley walked in the door.

"Oh hello Molly! Hello Ginny! I thought you two were off to Muggle London for a girl's day?"

Fred coughed, "Well, we were. But, Mum and I get a sort of cough and we uh… came home early. Now our voices are acting up so uh…" Fred said in his most-Ginny-like-voice possible.

George nodded.

Arthur frowned, "Well, then you two should be in bed!" He said as he walked over to them, kissing Fred/Ginny on the head and George/Molly on the lips.

"Go on then! Shoo!" he said, pointing to the stairs. "And I'll prepare some soup for you before I go back to work. I've got to work the night shift tonight, molly. Now now, don't fret. Kingsly came up with the flu this morning, and I said I'd do it for him."

Fred and George ran quickly up the stairs, fleeing into their room.

"How much longer until the potion's effects wear off?"

"!0 seconds. Lucky we didn't drink the whole vial. 5. 2. 0."

They immediately changed, and the twins looked like their good old selves again.

They heard Arthur come up the stairs. "Mollykins! Ginnbug! I've got your soup!"

But then, right behind him, came the voice of their mother. "Aw, thank you Arthur! Why ever did you make us soup"

Fred and George could hear the bewilderment in their father's voice. "Because your sick! I came home a few minutes ago...and you two had come home early because you didn't feel well. So I told you to come up here and I'd make you soup!"

Fred and George peeked out their bedroom door, watching the scene.

Molly smiled gently and cupped her husband's face, "did you have a long day at work dear?"

Arthur looked at the other couch, where the two twins now sat.

"I think you owe someone an apology." Molly said, but still holding back laughter.

Fred and George looked down, "Sorry Mum. Sorry ginny."

Molly burst with giggles, "Oh Heavens no! Not us! Your father! He'd thought he'd gone mad for weeks!"

So? How was it? Acceptable? Okay? Down right horrid? I think that may have been the last chapter, but if you have anymore ideas, please let me know. Love you all! Review! Review!

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