Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

A/N:I'm updating twice in one day? Shock, horror! Just because people seemed a little confused over the Harry/Ginny prank. I already had this chapter ready but I was going to wait to update. Don't shout at me for it being short. I didn't want to ruin the mood of it by babbling on needlessly.

FORGOTTEN update..New Years with the Weasleys

Thanks to my reviewers..

Joan Marie Mesi- well you're about to find out :) Hope you didn't mind waiting!

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"Hey Harry."

"Very funny George." Harry, I mean Ginny sneered as she sat down in her seat.

"I think it's hilarious- next time I see Charlie I'm going to give him the New Year prank award."

"What's it like being in your future husband's shoes?" Emily inquired.

"Not you as well!"

"Sorry, but you have to admit that it is a very interesting position to be in. Aren't you tempted to go find out how people react to Harry? To know what it feels like to be him?"

"I know what it feels like to be him. I know what it feels like to have everyone stare at you and talk about you behind your back- and speculate about what you're really like."

"Gin, I don't think that's what she meant."

"I'm sorry- I'm just a bit well, irritated. Being Harry is just weird. And I never thought I'd say this, but I can't wait to be a girl again."

"I thought guys had it easy." George smiled.

"Well maybe if you're a guy all your life. Also, I haven't had the joy of child birth yet, so maybe when that comes up I'll be begging to switch."

"I bet you will." Emily smiled.

"Well I bet Harry is enjoying his time as a girl- did you see the make up he had on?"

"Yes. I'm going to kill him if he goes out as me looking like that."

"Maybe it's time to give yourself a make over." Emily smiled.

"I'm going to have to do something. Harry, what on earth are you wearing?"

"What? Doesn't orange go with pink?"

"Orange doesn't go with me." Ginny said as she shook her head. "Come on, let me fix you, me, whatever."

"How do you walk in these shoes?" Harry complained.

"I think you might need to stick to flats- and don't bite my nails!"

"Wonder what it's like to be someone else." Emily said.

"Don't even think about it."

"Don't worry George, I wouldn't be comfortable being in your shoes."

"I don't think I'd be comfortable in those things either." George said as he peered at Emily's boots.

"Well it's the price we girls have to pay for beauty."

"You're beautiful no matter what you wear."

"Thanks." Emily blushed.

"On that note, I think it's high time I took my beauty out."

"Where are we going?"

"Well I was thinking that we could go to that little coffee shop you and Gin have been hinting about for weeks."

"Alice's?"

"Yes. Do you want to go for lunch?"

"I'd love to."

A few moments later they stood in front of 'Alice's', a quaint little coffee shop with a blue and white front. Upon entering the bell tinkled to make their presence known and Emily smiled as she made her way over to one of the many yellow round tables.

"It's so cute George." She said as she touched the delicate red rose that was sitting in a small glass vase on the table.

"Yes, adorable." George said as he squeezed between one table where a couple sat and another table of chatting teenage girls.

"I think someone's got a fan." Emily teased.

"Huh?"

"Those girls. They keep looking at you."

"Why would they be looking at me?" George asked as he glanced over to the table. The girls quickly looked away and giggled.

"They must have noticed my muscles and winning smile."

"Oh yes. I'm sure they did."

"Don't worry darling. I'll let them know I'm taken." He said as he moved to sit beside her and placed his arm around her small frame pulling her close to him. Softly he kissed the top of her head before reaching over for the menu, opening it in front of them both.

Awws and coos could be heard from the girls are they swooned over how sweet the hunky stranger was.

"I'm not really sure that was the desired effect. They seem to think you're even more dreamy."

"How could anyone resist my charms?" Emily turned up nose and raised an eyebrow at him.

"What? You fell for me, didn't you?"

"I suppose I did, but do you think you could look less adorable so I don't have to fight off crowds of screaming girls?"

"I'll try- for you." George grinned.

"So does anything on this menu tempt you?"

"I think I'm going to try the soup. How about you?"

"I'm torn between soup or sandwich."

"How about both?"

"Sure."

"I wasn't being serious."

"Well then you shouldn't suggest stuff. You know how easily I can be swayed."

"And I was thinking I was going to be a good influence on you."

"Good luck with that."