A/N: So obviously this was put on story alert by someone even though I had decided that it would only be a simple oneshot and two people asked what Ernie would do with the twins offer. So, even if I didn't get many hits at all I decided to give you another shot.

"I know what we could do," said Fred and grinned proudly at his brother during charm lesson but George only stared at him sceptically. Fred had spent the two most recent days coming up with plans that would make Ernie Macmillan wanting as he had happily put it, a piece of this Weasley flesh, which had of course made George laugh out loud. George however didn't understand that, even if some of them might work, why his brother wanted this so much.

"Do what?" asked Lee eagerly who had been listening.

"Never you mind," snapped Fred and continued to stare at his replica like if he would read his mind and give him applause.

"If it's one of your tricks to get me in bed with you two then-"

"Geez Lee, we have accepted your no and won't force you, we have moved on to other targets," interrupted Fred.

"And is this other target willing?"

"No, not yet but he'll come around."

"So," said George. "What's your brilliant plan this time?"

"Love potion," said Fred and grinned even more proudly.

"No Fred," barked George. "I've already said no to that about fifteen times, we're not gonna make a love potion."

"Who are you gonna give a love potion to?" asked Alicia who had just appeared on Lee's side and handed him a piece of parchment.

"No one," said George and gave his brother a harsh look.

"Well, with your looks you wouldn't need to anyway now would you," she said and handed Fred and George a piece of parchment too before leaving.

"If only Macmillan thought so," mumbled Fred.

"Macmillan? Ernie Macmillan? He's your new target?" asked Lee flabbergasted. "Why him?"

"He's got soft hair," replied George matter-of-factly.

"And we want to experiment," said Fred.

"Please Ernie, can't we take a break?"

"No, Hannah, studying for our OWL's is important."

"I know but I don't remember what I just read. Please Ernie; we have been going for almost four hours."

"Well, you can take a break whenever you want. I don't care."

"What?" disrupted Justin when he realised what the blond boy just said. "You're the one that practically forces us to study this much and now you don't care? Honestly what gotten into you this past week?"

Ernie didn't respond and only shot him a swift glare before he went back to his book and tried to focus all his energy on the words. Both Hannah and Justin eyed him suspiciously.

"Ernie," said Hannah. "We all need to take a break."

"I said that you can take a break whenever you want. I. Don't. Care," he answered coldly, still gazing at his book.

"Suit yourself, c'mon Justin. We're leaving," she slammed her book shut and ignored the evil glares from other readers. Justin looked at Ernie pleadingly before he followed Hannah out of the library.

Ernie stared at the word 'red' in his potion book. He felt really bad for what he had just said but what was he supposed to say, he needed to study and so did they but they obviously didn't care. The OWL's were really important. He continued to read the page but when another familiar word appeared he stopped again and gazed, 'identical' was not a word that helped him right not. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, he had to go and apologize to them because they should not have to pay for his anxiousness. He grabbed his two books and decided to look for them in the common room first, it was probably were they had gone anyway. When he passed the great hall he realised it was dinner soon, maybe they would already be in there. He stopped and gazed, would they forgive him, of course they would but would it take long, no of course it wouldn't, he would say how sorry he was and then they would all be happy Hufflepuffs again. Even if they already were in there he shouldn't go in there with his books, accidents did happen, even if the most of them were at the Gryffindor table.

"Macmillan, how wonderful to see you," said a cherry voice behind him and he could feel a firm grip on his shoulder. He jumped to see one of the redheads he had been dreading to see standing there; he didn't know which one it was though. "Aren't you gonna eat?" asked the redhead and smirked at him.

"I- I was just going to leave my books first…" said Ernie.

"Don't you have a bag to put them in?" asked the redhead.

"No, I don't use my bag on weekends," replied Ernie trying to sound casual.

"Why's that? If you don't mind me- oh hello George, I was just wondering when you'd show up. Look, who I found," said Fred and gestured to Ernie. George didn't look happy as he approached them.

"I would have been here earlier if you hadn't switched my chocolate with our new experiment," murmured George and stared at his twin harshly.

"What happened?" asked Fred and grinned.

"I turned freaking purple," replied George and pushed him playfully.

"You don't look purple," said Fred and eyed his twin, none of them realised that Ernie had made a run off for it.

"Really? I don't?" bellowed George and tugged the hem off his shirt up to expose his purple stomach.

"But- but what about your face?" asked Fred sadly.

"Hermione helped me with that you idiot."

"Why? Don't you wanna be purple?"

"No Fred, not right now. After dinner you'll help med get my normal skin colour back ok?"

"So…" began Fred and made a teasing smile. "You purple everywhere?"

"I haven't checked yet," said George wickedly. "And it'll have to wait because I'm hungry."

"Did you hear that Mac-… Macmillan? Where did he go?" Fred looked around in amazement. "Oh dammit, I was gonna ask if he had considered our offer yet."