A/N sorry I haven't updated in ages, my dad had a double lung transplant so I've been slightly pre occupied. Just writing this chappie to keep my mind off things so I hope it's not to… thrown together. Oh and kvun sorry I didn't thank you for your positive feedback before, I tried to do it from memory and forgot you, it's much appreciated though sweetheart, all the reviews are.
It was the last day of holidays and they had decided it was probably a good idea to collect their school things for the year to come at Diagon alley. It had taken the four of them ( Ron, Hermione, Harry and Ginny) almost 3 hours to hunt down their supplies and when they had finished it had been Ginny who suggested they all visit the Weasley's new premises. They had made their way to the store and dodged and weaved to the front register only to fine two beautiful girls smiling at them instead of the twins.
It turned out the twins had hired these ladies to run the store so that they could continue working on new inventions. The blonde of the two led them to a back in the store were the Weasley's had there head together, muttering, a small figurine between them. When they realized they were no longer alone covered the contraption with a white clothe and stood straight, identical grins on their faces.
They chatted with the twins for almost 2 hours when the group decided to head back to the burrow, on the way out the twins had pulled Harry back, saying they wanted to talk to him alone; the other three just shrugged and said they'd wait out the front for him.
Harry sat back down and looked up at them questioningly.
"Harry, we want to pay you back for the galleons you gave us to start this place" said Fred, sitting down across from him.
"We'd give you the galleons but all of our hard cold cash is tied up in various projects, so we've found another way to pay you back," Before Harry could argue with them George searched the draw of a desk near the chairs the other 2 boys were seat upon and dragged out a bag twice the size of his fist filled with green powder. He chucked it on the coffee table in front of Harry and smiled.
Harry looked at the bag of green powder in front of him and then up at the smiling faces of the Weasley twins.
"What the fuck is this?" he asked, picking up the package and chucking it up and down in one hand.
"It's called Kazard. Back when you know who first disappeared after the whole scar causing fiasco all the people under his control through the imperious curse were all freed, except some people had become addicted to the care free, pain free, decision free life the imperious curse offered them. They were slaves to their addiction, hunting down people who would risk going to Azkaban performing such a curse on them for copious amounts of cash. It was a huge problem for the ministry. One they struggled really hard to cover up until they eventually had to manufacture a drug to wean the addicts off there imperious addiction. One that wasn't as addictive so they could eventually live a normal life. It was all going great until one of the wizards in charge of the rehabilitation program got into a spot of money trouble and begun dealing the drug to the general public. Since then it's become one of the most popular illegal drug in the wizarding world. Its good shit Harry, the best I've ever had. Some of the costumers that come in have bought some and they've all come back for more so they must agree with me. You can smoke it, drink it, snort it, inject it or deal it, whatever you want man, it's yours." George looked at Harry, a half grin on his face as he watched Harry absorb the information.
Fred opened the plastic bag and Harry watched as he took out a tea spoon full and mixed it with a mug of butter beer that was sitting on the desk next to Harry. The butter beer smoked and turned a bright purple color before settling back to its original state.
"Once you give it time to settle it's completely odorless, colorless and tasteless. With the original formula this wasn't so but it's been mutated by dealers so it's harder to detect, try it. It'll have you convinced." Fred held the glass out to Harry who hesitated before taking it.
"What about Ron and the others? They're waiting for me?" Harry smelt the mixture in the glass, they were right; it smelt exactly as butter beer should.
"I'll go tell them you're helping us for the afternoon and we'll drop you home alright? While I'm gone just drink it and stop being such a pussy."
George's mocking had worked, Harry hated looking like a fool or weak in front of the Weasley's so after eyeing the liquid one last time he downed it in several gulps.
At first nothing happened and Harry was beginning to think it was one of the twin's stupid jokes, and then he felt as if he was floating. All his worries and thoughts were left on the ground as he begun to saw through the air, he had never felt so comfortably numb before, he could have probably chopped his own hand of and he wouldn't have felt it. Harry tried standing but his legs begun to quiver so much that he decided it was probably best to stay in the chair, then weird things begun to happen.
First Hermione came strutting into the room in a black and purple lacey bra with big black boots, straddling his lap she licked his lips, he tried to lift his arms to respond but looking down he saw that they were chained to the chair, slowly Hermione's face melted into Sarah's. A wicked grin spread across it as she leaned forward and pulled a pocket knife out from her boot, releasing the blade and running it across Harry's lips before she raised it into the air and brought it down, plunging it into his chest.
Harry jumped, whipping his head around he searched for Sarah, she had disappeared just like that, Harry lifted his hands ( no longer bound by the chains) and traced them over his chest, as far as he could tell he could feel no pain and there didn't seem to be any wound.
"Sorry Harry mate, I really shouldn't have given you so much your first time. The hallucinations are usually really mild and pleasant, but the way you were thrashing around they must have gotten pretty serious.
Harry was still breathing quickly. As he begun to calm down he realized that he still generally felt wonderful. Oblivious to any aches and worries he smiled up at the Weasley's who both grinned back.
"The general felling of well being will last until roughly this time tomorrow, after that you will feel like you've been beaten half to death with a pick axe, you will spend the hour after that piecing yourself together and then you will be back to normal.
That's why the drugs not addictive, because it is completely out of your system with no cravings in 25 hours. The only time you'll get into some seriously murky water is it you take more of the stuff during your shitty hour, if you do this you can overdose and permanently exist as though you at under the imperious spell and nothing can reverse it or you can die." Fred explained to Harry, he repeated the last bit a few time just to make sure Harry understood before they all backed up their things and made there way out the back door of the shop. The sky outside was pitch black and Harry had to force himself not to skip down Diagon alley to the fireplace which would take he and the twins back to the Burrow.
It was 8pm when they finally tumbled out of the fireplace covered in thick black soot.
"Where have you been! Dinner's been ready for half an hour already, yours is probably stone cold meaning I'll have to leave my half eaten meal to go and heat your up. You boys are so inconsiderate sometimes I could just scream I don't know what I'm meant to do with you…" Mrs. Weasley's voice quieted to an irritated grumble as she made her way into the kitchen to re-heat the 3 large pieces of quiche she had left for the boys.
Fred and George just grinned and Harry was in to good-a drug induced mood to feel to guilty about it. When they sat down Ron bombarded them with questions about what they had done all day. Harry could tell he was jealous that the twins had asked Harry to stay behind instead of him but, as per usual, Ron kept his feelings to himself.
Mrs. Weasley returned with 3 dishes piled with quiche, salad and wedges floating behind her, with a flick of her wrist the plates set themselves down in front of the three boys who began wolfing it down greedily and all other attempts of conversation with them from the other family members was rendered pointless.
After dinner finished the whole family joined in for a huge, rowdy, hysterical game of exploding snap, the explosions and laughter lasting long into the night until at 12:30 Mr. an Mrs. Harry slept better that night then he had in months, years even. No dreams of death and destruction plagued him now, just beautiful, dreamless slumber.
A/N done done done! Next chappie we will finally get to Hogwarts! Hurrah! And then we can introduce some Draco into the picture!
Hope this one was ok, much love
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Misery Haunts Doom I'm glad you liked it, if you want to beta email me at I'll be stoked if you could, this other girl was going to but I've lost her email and can't remember who she was so.. Yeah, thanks: D
PineappleCube I've kept the plot pretty simple so far, not to much detail yet so I'm not restricted with what I can do with it. Thanks for reviewing, much appreciated.
Lemonlime so do I wiggles eyebrows
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Alora well... will Draco save him or revel in his corruption?
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Victoria that's why I decided to write this story, I hate the whole "I do drugs because I'm a victim" Harry. It shits me.
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