AN: I know that this is short and doesn't take the story very far, sorry. I am currently collecting my thoughts for the next part.
Back in the Gryffindor Common Room, Fred sat with his head in his hands and his hands on his knees.
After a short and pleading explanation to McGonagall and her long and furious debate with Umbridge, the result had been a signed paper from Cornelius Fudge laid with a flourish on the desk between the two Professors stating that, "All teachers at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry reserve the right to make any changes to students and classrooms to benefit the productivity of the school as a whole, though everything must be returned to it's original state at the end of the school year."
Not at all what Fred and George had wanted to hear three days into classes. Something had to be doneā¦
"There's not much you can do, is there? Not with the Ministry involved." Ron stated with a small shrug. "It'd be breaking all kinds of rules."
George looked at him with an annoyed expression. "When was the last time that that stopped us? We can't stay like this."
"This is different than cutting class, George. This is serious." Ginny said forcefully.
"Of course it is." Fred looked up. "It's serious that the Ministry would make a rule like that. We can't just let that be. We won't"
"I don't want you two to get into real trouble. You're certain that you can't just wait 'til -" Ginny stopped at the look on the Twins faces, asking her to understand.
"Yes," they said firmly. She could tell that they were decided. Finally, she realized how wrong they looked, not being the same. She wanted it fixed too. Apparently Ron had reached the same conclusion by the resigned sigh that he gave.
Ginny smiled slightly, "Right then." She laughed a bit and shook her head, "though I haven't the slightest idea what you are planning to do."
Fred stood up from the couch, fidgeting with a bit of his hair. "Probably the only thing we can do."
"If she won't change it back, we will," George stated resolutely, and they both turned for the stairs.
Ginny jumped up and grabbed Fred's arm before he could go any further. "You will?!" The Twins turned to her in surprise. "You think that you were ever paying enough attention to try human Transfiguration?"
"Well I certainly hope so," Fred said, "because it's the only option we've got."
"You could ask Hermione."All three of Ron's siblings turned to him in shock.
Ginny looked as though she wasn't sure if she should laugh, and Fred and George looked as though they were quite certain that their younger brother was indeed mental.
"Well, I reckon she knows more about it than either of you do," Ron reasoned indignantly.
"You're joking, right?" Fred scoffed, "Tell Hermione about any of this and she'll likely take our wands away!"
"Well it's your loss, anyhow." Ron settled comfortably on the couch in front of the fire that his brother and sister had left vacant. "I can tell you that I don't want to be around when you start casting spells at Fred's head."
Fred stared straight ahead then turned to George with a look that said he had just experienced a disturbing thought. "I hadn't thought of it quite that way before," he said, leaning slightly away from his twin.
George was puzzled. "Exactly what way is that?"
"I'm supposedly trusting you with a wand pointed at my head." Fred lowered his eyebrows doubtfully, "I remember what happened to that mouse last year, George."
A grin flickered across George's features as he instantly remembered the incident that Fred was referring to. Let's just say that Transfiguration was not George's best subject.
Ginny was quite sure that she did not want to know what that had been about, and immediately started for the stairs to the girls' dormitories. "I'm getting Hermione," she announced, as soon as she was sure that she was out of her brothers' reach.
"What?" Fred and George both turned and gaped at her.
"Ginny...come back here..." George said in a desperate voice. "Are you forgetting that she's a prefect now? She'll never let us get away with this," he said urgently.
"You're loony if you think that you'll be able to do this on your own!" She announced solemnly, "And you know that Hermione is your best bet. It's at least worth a shot to ask her." Without another word, Ginny turned and ran up the stairs.
"Well," Fred said dolefully, "now we're really done for." He ran a hand through his hair without noticing.
George twisted his face into a grimace and sank onto the couch next to Ron. "Right, give it five minutes and Hermione's down here telling us off for something we haven't even done yet."
True to George's prediction, Hermione was down to the Common Room in less than less than five minutes. But instead of lecturing, she seemed to be on their side.
"Ginny told me everything," she informed them as she approached the place that the three other Weasleys were sitting. "I can't believe this..." She said quietly as she saw Fred. "Now, not only is this Umbridge woman not teaching us anything useful, she's going far beyond school standards! I agree with you, we have to do something."
Fred and George just stared in amazement; Ron did nothing to hide his triumphant smirk.
"Did you have any ideas?" She asked after a short silence.
The Twins blinked at her. "Well, yeah...but, what? No scolding, Hermione? No detention?"
"Honestly, good job they made you a Prefect! You just don't miss a thing!"
She just stared at them stared until they stopped. "Are you finished?" She asked exasperatedly.
"Yeah, I suppose so," Fred said, still looking somewhat confused. "Anyway, we had just decided on blatant rebellion."
"Taking matters into our own hands," George continued. "Figured that we could turn it back on our own -
- only problem is, we can't. That's where we need you, Hermione."
"You want me to try to change your hair back?" She asked, surprised. "What good do you think that will do?"
Fred and George both shrugged. "We're not going to stay like this. Unless you have a better idea, we just wanted this fixed."
Hermione looked seriously doubtful. "You'll only get in trouble if you do tha-"
"Hermione," George cut her off. "You don't have to help if you don't want to."
"I do," she said honestly.
Fred grinned widely. "Then let's get started."
This is my little song, "IIII LOOOOVE REEEEVIIEEEWS!" Even reviews saying that you wish I had never been born! Mmmhmmm...
